Freedom In Venzeuela
In June, I had the wonderful privilege of leading 20 high school students on a mission trip to Venezuela. For most of these students this would be the first time they stepped out in faith to glorify God through the spreading of His glorious gospel, in a different culture than their own. I am happy to report that the trip was life changing for all of the students and ultimately God was glorified as he worked through us to accomplish His will.
I am always so encouraged, as mission trips provide a wonderful opportunity to see that we serve a mighty God who has people in every nation that he desires to bring home. Seeing that first hand produces a humble, God exalting attitude, where the privilege of being used drives you to your knees in worship. It was so cool to see the students get it and how passionate they were to continue the work here in the states. I am confident God will continue to produce fruit from the time we shared in Venezuela.
With each mission trip I have the pleasure of serving on, there is always one encounter that God blesses me with that gives me a fresh reminder of the power of His Gospel. Mercifully, he was faithful and allowed me to knock on the door of a woman named Johanna. After sharing the gospel with her, I asked her if she had heard this message before. Like many we met throughout the week, she had heard it before and claimed to be a Christian. Knowing Venezuela is plagued with a works based theology, I probed a little bit and asked where she thought she would spend eternity. Almost without hesitation she knew she was not going to heaven. As I am sure you would have done, I asked, “why not.” Her answer was just what I expected; she began to list all the things she fell short on, namely yelling at her kids. So, I began to unpack the heart of the Gospel to her, and explain that we are all sinners and that none of us deserve to go to heaven, but because God punished Christ instead of me, I can be assured that I would spend eternity with him, despite falling short. Johanna’s heart had been prepared and as God opened up her eyes to his gracious cross; her eyes welled up with tears. For the first time Johanna experienced the freedom that is only found in the cross; it was as if this was the news she was waiting for. The burden of her sins rolled away along with the tears that ran down her face. Oh what a Savior!!!!
It is encounters such as these that reminded me afresh of how often we take the gospel for granted and just how freeing it is. Unfortunately, there are so many just like Johanna who are burdened by the weight of sin because they are trying to please God with their works. May this spur us on to be faithful to the heart of the gospel so that people see the cross and there find their freedom.