Showing posts from March, 2011

Who Are You Passing By?

I feel like a sham, a phony, a fake. I say I fight for justice; I claim to have compassion on the poor but who am I passing by everyday. I am passing by a 7 year old little boy who lived across the street, who would sit outside our gate and wave to me every time I drove past, who helped the gardner in our yard. I passed this little boy always thinking I should talk to his mom and see if I could bring him and his brother to church with me. But I never did. I would wave to him, I would talk to him, I've brought him and his brothers cookies, and gave him little toys but I could have done more. Today we found out that he died two days ago. His mom thought he had a cold and he continued to get worse. By the time she brought him to the hospital it was too late. He died from Pneumonia and malnutrition. He lived right across the street from me; there was more I could have done.

Parade of Prayer

Our church is separated into different zones. We have had eight zones and are going into another area of the city which will be the ninth zone. Each zone has it's own Pastor, in which they have mid week services in those communities, but we all meet together on Sundays. We are having a three day campaign, on a big field, in the middle of this community. We have permission from the local government, the owners of the houses around the area, and the gang members. You may wonder why we need permission from the gang members but because they are very territorial it is important at these types of events to have the ok from all around. I love it because you know they are going to be there and there is nothing I would love more than for those guys and girls to hear the wonderful message of Jesus Christ and give their lives to Him. After church and the member's meeting we loaded up busses and trucks and drove to Quetzaltepeque and throug the town praying and giving out flyers un…