|Tony with Sebastian: his plywood house burned down and he is now living in a tent with his wife|
There's always something to do.
Bring fresh water. Food. Comfort. Friendship. A helping hand. The Good News.
Love in action.
|Fix-it-yourself electrical repairs: Dani holding the ladder for Raul, Sebastian's uncle|
During one of their visits Ceferino, Marcela's husband, told Tony his story. He grew up in a landfill. He is one of twelve children. As a child, he picked through trash to survive. His body is riddled with gunshots. Two to his head (one grazed his jaw bone, the other his scalp), more than a few in his legs and stomach. Miraculously, he's still alive.
|Dani, Sebastian, Raul|
While Tony was in the slums, Yoli stopped by our house and asked for a Bible. No one has ever actually asked me for a Bible, and I was about to give her mine, right when Tony came home and said he had found one while unpacking. It was hers to keep.
Oh, Thank you, she said. I want to read the Bible at night, but I don't have one.
Now she does.
Sometimes, I venture to say most times, reaching the lost, helping those in need, spreading the gospel, takes the form of small things. Jesus doesn't necessarily ask us to do big things for him, He just asks us to be available, to obey. Knowing His will is not far from us, we can open our Bibles and read what we're supposed to do as professed followers of Christ. The question is not "What does God want me to do?", but "Will we do it?".