Go and Make Disciples

As I sit and write this, I have my windows open listening to a night rain. I can’t help but think of the ways that the Lord’s mercies come like the rain. They pour down, clean, refresh, rejuvenate, and give life. That is exactly what I experienced today, the mercies of Jesus that come pouring down like rain. The past two days have been a little hectic preparing to drive to Les Cayes at four in the morning to bring medicine and five tons of food to those who were affected by Hurricane Matthew. The past several weeks have been difficult adjusting to a life that can be quite lonely. It can be easy to fall into a rut and feel like the work you do is not effective or even working in the least bit. There are days that I question if I am even making an eternal impact, days where I fall into bed at night utterly exhausted, alone, and desperately crying out to The Lord asking for proof that what I am doing is honoring Him and advancing the Kingdom of Heaven.

…Then He gives me days like today. This afternoon at 4:00 we had three baptisms, two of which are particularly important to me. Today, by the grace of God, was the first day that one of my students in my discipleship class, has made disciples. June 2015, before I started evangelizing in Haiti, one morning during church I felt a burning inside of me, the Holy Spirit telling me to stand up in front of our workers and share the gospel. I put it aside and dismissed it as a random thought, the burning intensified to the point of thinking I would explode if I did not stand up immediately and share the gospel. With my heart pounding and my creole shaky, I stood before the church and shared the beautiful story of Jesus and His sacrifice for His people. At the end, I asked if anyone wanted prayer or to accept Jesus and two men immediately jumped up and ran to the front. One of those men was Harold Leriche. Two days later Harold was baptized and since that day has had the biggest smile on his face. Fast forward to December, Harold asks me to be the god-mother to his new born baby girl, I some how even make it onto the birth certificate as a witness to the birth (which I’m pretty sure I’d remember if I witnessed a Haitian birth). Harold has been coming to my class learning about the gospel of Mark, how to share the gospel with others, and how to love people the way that Jesus loved people- sacrificially. Today two of the men who got baptized were the brothers of Harold. He told me that he has been preaching and sharing the gospel frequently. Today Harold made disciples! Today, I saw fruit! Today I saw right before me the parable from Mark 4 that when a seed falls on good soil, it will yield, thirty, sixty, or a hundred fold.

Please pray with me that these disciples will yield a hundred fold! Pray with me that our Haitian brothers and sisters will share the gospel to their entire nation! Pray with me that the Holy Spirit gives them the words to say and that all will experience the love of Jesus!

God is so good and He loves His children so much so that He blesses us with an abundance of mercy that pours like the rain. “Praise the Lord oh my soul, all that is within me Praise His holy name.” (Psalm 103:1)

 

Plunder hell and populate Heaven,

Jacklyn