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gh Jesus, and something inside them sparks to life. Purpose, hope, dreams, LIFE, MEANING. Its not that I have anything against humanitarian relief effort; it's just that when the money, food, clothes, etc are gone, what is left? Thats why I love missions. Missionaries can't meet every need. But when the missionaries leave, they leave hope and peace and purpose/meaning. They leave the revelation of the true God and His precious Son, Jesus Christ. They leave ETERNAL LIFE. Freedom. It's the most humbling thing, when God uses you to bring freedom to a thousand, a hundred, ten, even one person who had no hope before. Who never believed hope existed in the first place. I may never see this boy again. I'll likely never know if he actually met Jesus that weekend. But one thing I do know, that weekend he heard the message of Jesus, who came into the world to bring eternal life to all those who believe. That is why I love missions.

The last few days my mind has been wandering back to Mozambique. I sit here on PEI and judge myself on every word, thought, and deed; and I don't measure up. Mozambique was a place God took me and changed me. The first time I was there it was April/04 for 2 short weeks; I had only been a Christian for 2.5 short years. But God had plans that had to bear fruit. The hospital in downtown Maputo broke my heart as no other place on earth had done. Noone refused the prayers of a white man who couldn't even communicate with those whom I ministered to. I grew up so much those two weeks; I returned not as Josh, but as Joshua.
For the next 7 weeks after that trip, I was a total mess. I avoided almost everyone in my church (hiding behind my drumset till everyone left). I woke up in the middle of the night with tears streaming down my face.....so many nights. It was almost unbearable. God told me,"Don't ask for these feelings to be taken away, cause they won't be. This is part of My Will for your life." I was literally dying inside.
My life hasn't been the same since then. I've been back to Mozambique twice. Thoughts of foreign missions consumes me. Everyday I wrestle with the impulse to just "Go!" I hold myself back, telling myself that it's just a matter of time before I am back on the foreign mission field. I fill my time with preparation. Getting a solid Biblical foundation into my very being so I can go, teach, admonish, edify, impart, love, but most of all.....die. Die to this world, die to all it's filth, die to myself. After all, haven't I been crucified with Christ? Isn't it no longer I who live but Christ who lives in me? And isn't the life I now live in the flesh, the life I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself up for me? (Galations 2:20) Isn't this what I profess to believe?
It's not that I don't appreciate PEI. On the contrary, I think it might be the best place on earth to live. But am I called by God to stay here. I don't have to think about that question for a moment, cause I already have the answer.----->
Probably ten to thirteen years ago now, I just really felt impressed to take six months and work on three verses of the Bible to see if I could learn how to apply the instructions to my life. It's out of 1 Thessalonians 5. It says, "Rejoice always. Pray without ceasing. In everything give thanks." I thought, "You know, those three commands are all inclusive. If I could learn to do those three things, I'd have everything else in my life come together." So I would quote it throughout my day. I'd think about it as I was going about my day, "Rejoice always." That's real demanding, because that means in everything! That means I just have to choose joy and express it in every situation. Some situations are easier than others. Then there's the "pray without ceasing"; that's really demanding too. Man, this is all or nothing here; I've got to stay in communion with the Lord constantly. Then, "In everything give thanks." No room for error here. Do these three things all the time. Always be thankful and happy, and pray about everything. So I came to the conclusion, if I could learn those three things, I'd be a saint.