In a village this past week, we finished sharing the gospel and asked the people if they had any prayer requests. Immediately, they shared how they know God is doing something since we started coming to their village the previous week. We had prayed for rain then, to come and help the gardens grow and provide food for all the people, and that morning gray clouds hovered and sprinkled over this area. They said we prayed for rain and believed that God was bringing clouds.
On another note, Easter morning here in South Sudan looked a lot different from Easter in America. I barely remembered Easter was coming until last week. No bunnies or colored eggs on store window fronts (there can’t be when there are no store window fronts to begin with!). No loud “Hosanna” melodies or clashes of cymbals. No big crowded room of joyful people on Sunday morning.
Just us. Under a tree with about ten women and a whole bunch of kids. Mindy shared the gospel. “Just like the messenger Isaiah said, 'God rose Jesus from the dead and brought Him back to life.'”
Back to life. Living. Not dead. Alive. Breathing. Real. Here.
Jesus is Conqueror Over Death. Overcomer of the Curse. Defeater of Condemnation for all. Jesus is The Resurrection and The Life. And he who believes in Him will live and never die! (John 11:25-26)
Jesus wants all men to come and know Him. And as His servant, I do as well.
Because He is not a dead prophet I honor. Because He is not a dead philanthropist and aid worker I respect. He is the Living God that I live to glorify.
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