Tiffany-Come to the Water

The rainy season has officially started here in Madagascar. It rained for two days straight….whew! I think a boat would be sufficient in getting around Manakara now! Just kidding….its not really that bad! It gives you a lot of time to process things.

I’ve been thinking a lot about the spiritual condition of the students we have met. Sharing the Gospel with them last week was definitely a high point of being here. They listened so intently and answered so honestly. The honesty was something that took us all by surprise. It was such a transparency that doesn’t really exist in American culture.

They knew the condition of their hearts. They were honest, didn’t deny it. They know they are desperately in need of a Savior. They are in need of healing that only Jesus can give.

In our few short dealings, the students flock to us. Like a moth to a flame, white on rice, bugs to a bug zapper…I think you get the picture. I can’t help but think about what it is about us that’s attractive. I know…we are American and native English speakers, but I can’t help but wonder if its Jesus radiating from our being.

There is a song sung by Kristian Stanfill called “Come to the Water” and here is one of my favorite parts:

See people returning

The love of the Father drawing us in

See salvation coming

Jesus our Savior, light of the world

Light of the world

Jesus is calling these students to himself. He wants them so desperately. He is using us to reach out to them. We are the candle, He is the flame, they are the moth. It is so cool to physically see God calling out to the lost and seemingly forgotten. To reach into the darkness….so incredibly humbling.

Tomorrow is my English class. At the end of class, I try to (if there is time) write a verse on the board and have them read it and tell me what it means. Last week, I told the people in the class to bring someone new next week. Someone I have never met before. My hope and prayer is that the two students that came last week will bring a lot of their friends. The Gospel is going to be presented and I wait with eager expectation of the Lord moving in their hearts.

Revival is coming to the island nation of Madagascar. I see it. Will you please pray for it?  Salvation is coming. The love of the Father is drawing the Malagasy, the Americans, the old, the young, the sick, the well, the helpless, the hopeless, and the  saved to Himself.