Sunday, October 18, 2015

A Flood

I've never really understood how a flood works. How can all that water just appear so quickly? How can you not realize what is happening and get out before it is too late? Houses and things will get destroyed, okay, but people downing? How does that happen?

Friday night seemed to be a normal night here. I listened to a sermon with my housemates, we watched a movie through headphones because the rain was too loud to hear the TV, and then I went to bed. It rains often in the night, I didn't think anything of it. Until the next morning when I got on Facebook and saw pictures of a restaurant we eat at occasionally on Sundays filled with water up to table height. And a school bus parked outside one of the bus stations underwater up to its windows. In the night, while I slept peacefully to the sound of rain, it flooded in Siguatepeque. People were forced out of their homes in the middle of the night. A family of seven that one of the missionaries here knows, drown. A video was posted of water rushing into the restaurant that was flooded, and it is crazy to see how fast the water rises, and how fast it moves. 

And this morning, a realization came to me. This is exactly how sin works in our lives. It starts as a little "rain" that may seem harmless, and suddenly you find yourself drowning in the midst of a flood, wondering how you got there, how it got so bad so quick. I know I have had moments like that, and I've heard stories recently of other people who could probably relate, too. Luckily, God is a good weatherman, and "No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it." (1 Corinthians 10:13). If we are looking for that way out when the flood rains of sin are coming down, we can trust that God has provided it. 

That's my random thought for the day. If you would like to help with the relief effort here, one of the missionaries has started a Go Fund Me page and is partnering with local churches to help out families who were affected by the flood. You can donate here:

Thanks for all you do. Our city covets your prayers. As I write this, it has started raining again. Please pray for God to hold back the rain so we can recover from the flooding.


Saturday, October 3, 2015


Last night we had a special baptism and Lord's Supper service at church, and I was able to witness some of my students, both old and new, get baptized. Seeing them go through this ritual of dying to their old selves and being buried with Christ, then raised to new life in Him, made me really think of the changes I have seen in some of them. 

One in particular was in my 9th grade class last year. When I took over that class, I didn't really know what his deal was. He seemed lazy and uncaring to me. It was a little annoying, actually. But during those 5 months I taught that class, something changed. I don't know how or why it happened, but one day in a group project for missions day where his group had to research Islam and compare it to Christianity, the kid that never wanted to put in the effort stepped up and appointed himself leader of his group. He started delegating tasks and helping others in the group. I was surprised, but impressed, and made a point of telling him how much I appreciated him stepping up and being a leader.

This year this student is in my class of 10th and 11th grade students who have a lower English level and need some extra help. I also have one student in that class who is new to the school this year and has never had an English class before, so on the first day of class I asked if someone could translate for him. After a few moments of silence, and staring, and crickets chipping, this students I've been writing about volunteered. And he's been helping me out with the new student ever since, working with him on his vocabulary and helping him put sentences together. In English. This is a far cry from the kid I first met who pretty much refused to speak English to me.

Seeing him and these other students take this step of obedience in baptism is so encouraging. These students are growing and learning and teaching others, and I can't wait to see the changes God will continue to bring about in their lives.