{faith} let my life be the proof
This month I was able to visit a family who lives in Guyana, South America. We stayed in their home, ate meals together, walked home in the rain after visiting other friends, and spent many hours in their boat on the river. I watched them give hearty handshakes, exchange smiles, hold little scared hands. I watched them give rides, give encouragement, and give hope.
I watched them love.
You see -- they've been living in a remote part of Guyana for almost five years now, ministering to the needs of the people in areas only reachable by small plane or boat. They assist in medical emergencies, bring supplies and gifts, and sometimes simply bring instruments and sing about God's love. They are missionaries telling isolated people groups about Jesus, but even more often -- showing people Jesus, just by loving.
It's love with hands and feet.
Continue reading over at 5 Minutes for Faith...
I watched them love.
You see -- they've been living in a remote part of Guyana for almost five years now, ministering to the needs of the people in areas only reachable by small plane or boat. They assist in medical emergencies, bring supplies and gifts, and sometimes simply bring instruments and sing about God's love. They are missionaries telling isolated people groups about Jesus, but even more often -- showing people Jesus, just by loving.
It's love with hands and feet.
Continue reading over at 5 Minutes for Faith...