Thursday, we went on our last vacation, to our beloved beach. It was so much fun and brought back lots of fun memories.
But this entry is not to talk of our vacation, but something that was put on my heart. We got the opportunity to fly to the beach this time instead of driving, which was so much quicker and better for me. In the 45 minute plane ride, I got to see pockets of villages that I have never seen before. I just thought how I need to get in a plane to really see this, but God, He sees and knows all the time. I prayed over those villages as I flew over them... I was saddened by the thought that those people do not know Christ. Who will go to them?
I wonder what goes on in God's heart and mind as He sees these villages, pockets of people, living and dying daily with Him... I wonder what He thinks of me as I vacation and these people are dying. I do not believe God would be mad or upset that I vacation, but on the flight there having seen those villages, I couldn't stop thinking of all those people who have a right to know.
As I prepare to leave, I pray for more to come. There are too many pockets of people that have not heard... here, there and everywhere. Acts 1:8... to the ends of the earth... You could go to any big city in the world and there will be churches, temples, mosques and so on... but in the remote places... what's there?
It's hard to leave thinking and knowing all the work that needs to be done... Lord you know all those who have not heard... You also know those who have... Let us have your heart. Let not my heart grow comfortable when I get back to the states. Let not my heart forget all that You have taught me and showed me while I was out... Remind me often of those pockets of people and bring me to my knees more and more each day for them.
Lord send your spirit into those places!!! Let Your kingdom come!!!
