By Contributing Writer, Candace Sabo
Today was a long, hard day. There is much work to be done here among the natives. Each day brings a little progress, but then some days, it feels like we’re getting nowhere.
I’m tired. And I’m trying not to grow weary in doing good. But the long, laborious days remind me that I can do none of this in my own strength. Things are messy here, and messes require cleaning up. And the cleaning up seems never-ending.
A couple of the younger natives haven’t learned to use the communal potty in the village, so I must stop what I’m doing to clean them up often. While leading Bible study, one of the native babies spit up everywhere, so I had to change her clothes and get her settled. I was tempted to give up on the study after several interruptions, but I knew I needed to press on and persevere.
It is difficult leading the people. I fail daily, and they see it. I get tired, cranky, and I lose my temper sometimes. Thankfully, the natives show me much grace and continue to love and welcome me. I am learning unconditional love from them. I pray that my daily failures will teach them that we have forgiveness in Christ, and that our very failures show us our desperate need for a Savior!
When sickness invades the village, the days only get longer. The nights pass with little rest, I sometimes feel like I can barely function.
Today, I saw some successes. I taught the natives quite a bit. I showed them how to wash their clothes. I worked with another in learning the language, and I am currently teaching two of the natives how to read English. It’s draining at times, but I know that once they learn, the world will open up. I also had to prepare large amounts of food, as usual, but nourishing everyone brings me joy. Most of the natives can now pitch in on the daily chores of the village. Some are obstinate, and grumble when they must do something, but I use that as an opportunity to point them to Christ. And how Christ came to serve. And as they mature a little, I see progress from the daily consistency.
Some days, the work load seems like too much to bear. Some days I wonder if any good will come from my ministry here.
But other days, like today, when the little natives are clinging to my legs, or another takes me by the hand and melts my heart, or a little one asks me to sing a song to her, or another is diligent in his work, or the people of the village are loving and serving one another, it makes it all worth it. And on a really, really good day, the Gospel is shared, and another soul is won for the Kingdom. Discipleship begins, and the Great Commission is being fulfilled. Right here in this little village!
Please pray for me as I minister to the people here. I ask for God’s provision of strength, endless love, abundant grace, and perseverance. Pray for the people, that they would continue to grow in God’s word, His love, wisdom, and service.
Some of you may be wondering where God has placed me……
My mission field?
Moms, you are missionaries fulfilling the Great Commission. Do not grow weary in doing good.
And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.