Today the plan was to be in 3 groups; two to return directly to Capalingwa and one to go to the school in Moomba and minister to the kids first. My group was the one to go to the school. So we went and were told to come back at 11 when the kids had break. So we went to a different village first. Then we went to the school and ministered to two groups of kids, one younger and one older. We did a couple stories (I shared the parable of the lost coin and explained their value in Christ), plus songs and dancing. It was a lot of fun. Then we went back to the first village because we were told someone was sick there. We shared with the people, and then prayed for the sick elderly woman, who said she felt very weak. I felt much more in the zone today, much like how I thought I would feel from the beginning. But our group still has yet to encounter a non-Christian or supernatural healing or strings or demons. It makes me a little anxious because tomorrow is our last day of ministry. So I’m really hoping that tomorrow and tomorrow’s night meeting are everything that I want them to be and that we get to witness salvation and amazing transformation. I also fuels me and frustrates me at the same time how little time each one of us actually gets to minister. I know that I’m going to go home thinking that this trip was amazing, but that it was no where near enough. And when I think about it, it stresses me to try to figure out how to get enough missions under my belt. It makes me wonder if I should do AMT and work full-time with Overland for at least a few years. But I also really want to go to school, A, to learn, and B, to have a back up for when I’m not in full time missions. I guess that brings me back to desiring a missions coordinator position so that I can go on at least a few trips per year. Here’s hoping for some serious clarity ASAP so we can get the show on the road.
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