Willingness.
God has been teaching me a lot about willingness.
Trying to minister and witness to people who speak another language can be very intimidating and feel kinda scary, but I’ve gotten to see the beauty that takes place when you do it anyways.
My Spanish is not the best, but it’s been so cool to see how God uses me to speak to people regardless. If I only know how to ask people their name, if I can pray for them, and if they know Jesus, or explain how much he loves them, then that’s MORE than enough.
Now, I have definitely had my share of people staring at me confused because they don’t understand what I’m saying, and I’ve had to say, “No entiendo” more times than I can count. But at the end of the day, I have gotten to pray for SO many people because I was willing. I was willing to look a little foolish, I was willing to sound crazy, I was willing to speak what little I know how, so that maybe just one more person could have an encounter with the living God.
The other day me and two friends stopped to talk to a lady on the street corner. We asked her her name and if we could pray for her and she said yes! But when we asked her what she wanted prayer for she began to just talk and talk… and talk. She talked to us for over 30 minutes straight. We understood very little of what she was saying, only grasping little things here and there, but we continued to sit and listen regardless. While she was talking I was sad that I couldn’t understand more of what she was explaining to us and asked Holy Spirit to help me understand or what I needed to do and he simply just said,
“Stay and listen.”
I did.
By the end she began to cry, we prayed for her, and then she began to explain how people passed by her everyday but there’s never been anyone who would actually listen to her. She thanked us over and over again until we had to leave.
My heart was struck. God knew exactly what she needed, and even if to me it felt a little fruitless since I couldn’t understand what she was saying, God met her like only he could.
It’s not about if I can see the fruit of the moment, it’s about the fruit being planted, or watered, or nurtured, and trusting God will do the rest. I need only to be willing to take the risk.
