As I sit here on our rooftop terrace trying to compile way too many thoughts from the past few days, a few feet away from me some of the young people who live in the building are singing together, one of the young Irish sisters teaching them the song in English. It’s such sweet worship, not because it sounds the best, but because the heart to worship the Father is so evidently beautiful.
We have been in Medellin for four days and it has been absolutely incredible. After arriving Friday night we jumped right into ministry on Saturday morning, teaching different ages in a bible school type ministry that runs once a week. That night we helped with the youth group, playing games and worshipping with them, different languages but serving the same God.
My biggest reservation in coming was the language barrier and not being able to form connections with people unless I had a translator present, but even in my inability to communicate with words, doors have been opened to languages that surpass English or Spanish. All of the soccer has been played, and y’all, I didn’t know I had so much energy when it came to running up and down a field. But, when the exertion of more energy then I have means that I am talking to these young people without words, rather showing them love and care through a unifying action, I am absolutely here for it every single time. I have found the same beauty in music. I sat down with some teenagers and figured out what chords we were playing and then they sang songs in Spanish. Again, a language of worship that supersedes our individual tongues.
The Lord has kindly and gently come along side me, helping me press into my strengths, and strengthening my weaknesses. As I close out my sabbath, communing sweetly through the day with the Father, I am pressing harder into who He is that I may better serve those He has placed in front of me in the next two months. He is working in super natural ways here in Medellin and not only in the city, but in my life and the lives of my squad mates.
Here is to allowing myself to be a vessel, resting in His grace, and channeling His strength.
