Wednesday, January 28, 2015

God moments....

Peace that passes all understanding..... 
The question I have is why do I seem to be surprised sometimes by what God is doing? I catch myself saying things like "Whoa that was a God moment".  Aren't they all God moments? Why would I be surprised? He is God after all. Maybe it's more me feeling honored that the almighty God would care enough about me to show me a snippet of His grand plan. 
Such a moment happened yesterday. I had been invited to a meeting with the new elect mayor of Nauta. I wasn't quite sure what to expect as I went in to the meeting.  I knew we (my friend Keny, who knows the mayor, and Keny's two friends who were visiting from Canada) were there to pray for this man. I also had been told by Keny that he was a pastor.
Manuel started the meeting by telling us that he starts every city board meeting by reading some scripture and praying. He also told us he gets some resistance about this; but he only has four years in office to shine the light of God and he wasn't going to stop. He also told us a lot about typical corrupt government issues. He told us about how one problem was that the garbage truck had broke down at the end of last year causing no garbage to be picked up for all of Dec. and there was talk that the old mayor had pocketed the money that was supposed to be used for the repair. There is also two tractors and another truck broken but he had no mechanics to repair this stuff. 
Now as I'm sitting there thinking "God are you telling me this guy needs some mechanical help"? I then started to tell him I'm a mechanic and possibly I could help with some of this stuff but what I really want to do is have a kind of technical training for the locals. The next words out of his mouth are what I was referring to in the beginning of this. One of those moments where God shows Himself in a mighty way. He said one of my projects is to get a mechanical teaching program going at the local trade school. A program that could teach the young men of Nauta some skills that they could offer to the oil companies who work in the jungle. Are you kidding me, God? These exact words have come out of my mouth. Talk about confirmation. 

Now, just like when God made it clear He wanted us to move down here, that's all He gave me. He didn't tell me how or why, He just quietly whispered "trust me". So I have no idea what this might look like but, I'm going to pray, trust, and listen to His quiet (or sometimes not so quiet) voice and let Him lead us.
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