find the forgotten

The ministry I am currently doing is a bit different from what I "signed up for." Of course, our Lord has a way of changing us for His glory. I asked Him for souls one at a time. There was even a point where I did not want to be a "preacher" in the way that it has been done before. Yet, I found the more I loved the hurting, the more the Lord put that heart before men. As you read of my travels to the Church, I hope you are drawn to the poor. I had to leave the poor to go to the Church, so it is my hope that the Body will then go.

This trip was first on the agenda. The Lord gave me a tremendous oppurtunity to be the first speaker at a missions convention. The pastor-friend of mine that invited me asked, "Nate, please, we don't need numbers. We don't need quotes, cute slide-show pictures and statistics. We need a passion." I took that as an incredible challenge, and an incredible oppurtunity. I spoke on "the calling" and was able to express the great need for Africa, and how every believer is able to participate in the Kingdom. The disciples there were very hungry. Many responded in the altar time, some with eyes of tears and others with joyful hearts saying "Yes, Lord." There were even a couple people who said that they were called to the nations that night!!!

The next Wednesday I was able to preach to about 50 teenagers. Do you ever have those moments where you know beyond a shadow of a doubt that God called you? Sure, we're supposed to know that, but then it hits us. For me, it hit me hard, when after that service, a young girl came up to me and said, "thanks for making me laugh." She went on to explain that she was delivered from suicide, that she was wanting to kill herself that night. Jesus took what Satan stole!!! Several other youth were touched, but if for nothing else, I was there for just one person.