Faithfulness

I don’t really know where to begin with this blog. God has been speaking to me a lot about faithfulness over the last few months…and yet I still don’t really know how to put it into words. Even as I'm writing this I don’t really know what’s going to go down on paper next. The words “thank you” don’t even begin to cover is, so I'm left speechless.

There are so many times in the bible that the Lord reveals His faithfulness. It is like his signature move. He cant get enough of it. And its not just written in the book, it’s a reality for me too. In everything He does in my life, His faithfulness is there. Where I am today is because of Him.

Psalm 78 is one of those psalms that talks about Israel’s unfaithfulness to God. Again and again His people effectively stab Him in the back, they are quick to turn to their old ways, and are consistently bad at loving the one who saved them…yet he never leaves. He is faithful to the end.

I don’t know if I have ever thanked God for being so faithful to mankind, not just me but to all of us…Its this beautiful sacrifice that he made and continues to make. He is almost limited by it. For Him faithfulness isn’t a choice anymore, its his very nature.

The idea that I can ask something of Him, and if he says yes to that request, it becomes almost a reality before its breathed into life…Even though I don’t necessarily see it yet, God is so faithful to His promises, and can even see the results of them, that it is truth even before its time.

In Psalm 91 it says Gods faithfulness is a shield to me. So when I'm afraid and I ask Him to draw close to me I don’t need to worry what its going to look like, or if I can even feel it, His faithfulness to me is what makes it a reality. And His faithfulness to my life is the protection part, the shield part. He is so faithful that He becomes my safety.

We have been working in Banda slum for the last year and a half now, and in the last few months we have seen nearly 20 people saved and delivered. Those salvations are a result of the faithfulness we have shown to the people of Banda slum who have been written off by the world and by their own countries leaders.

Regularly as a ministry we ask ourselves what love looks like. What does love look like to a people who have been forgotten and abandoned and broken and treated like the very least? It looks like faithfulness. Faithfulness beyond the beatings from the kids, the lies we receive from the mamas and the remarks from people who don’t like Muzungu’s (white people). A faithfulness that we could never carry without the power of the Holy Spirit living inside of us. We learn from the one who sent us here, and I'm my fathers daughter. So slowly my papa God is teaching me a little what its like to look like Him. And He knows the best way to teach is by example. So here I am, living in one of the poorest countries in the world, serving the broken and basking in the sunlight of the faithfulness of a God who was faithful to the end of himself. Thank you Daddy.