Before I get started on how I’m now in the Philippines, I’d like to say that God has a sense of humor. What exactly do I mean by that? Well he created you, haha! Okay all jokes aside… God will hold you to the words that we speak. The words I spoke were to my family telling them that I was going to become a missionary. Since then I’ve had missionary stories to tell from the moment I left America. Radical miracles kept following me where ever I went!
As soon as I told them both that over the phone, then I lost both my jobs within 2 weeks of each other. Yes, I was probably a workaholic to some degree, but God also knew that I probably wouldn’t look into missionary work that fast unless I had more time. Now, realistically I should have been freaking out, but I knew that God was using this to further His glory. Who else could have caused me to lose both jobs like that so fast especially when I was working at the one for 3 years? God is a God of order, and if we’re following His will then there is no reason to question His methods.
Become A Missionary
Of course I was shocked about this event, but quickly realized it was because of the words that I spoke. God was going to give me my desire in making Him known. I could have talked with what seems like every pastor, and missionary that I knew of and then some trying to figure out where to go. I also contacted a lot of different missionary agencies in hopes of finding out where God was leading me.
Missionary Stories began when I Acted on Faith!
I was lead by God to look into this agency called Youth With A Mission (YWAM). This agency ended up being the one. Then after much prayer I was lead to Cebu, Philippines for training. They had many advantages for somebody who was in their mid 20’s and of course I was trying to get into Asia, as that is one of the most unreached people. Though, I had this inner sense that I wouldn’t be just going to some tiny island, but instead help disciple. Even now I don’t know exactly what will happen in 6 months from now, but what I do know is that I’ll wait on God to lead me after my training here at YWAM.
Besides all this training and studying, we have done a lot of work with the slum kids. Most of the time the students only do ministry on Friday, but we were blessed when we got over half a week of outreach in the last week of October. These kids are hands down some of the most likable kids in the world. They are so humble and for the most part very respectful. As soon as you meet them, your heart swells with compassion and you want to meet all of their needs but it just isn’t possible. On top of them being humble, poor and starving. They are also hungry for God. Even one group wanted me to keep telling stories about what God did in my life, instead of playing games!
Early in the third week somebody spoke into my life. God was using this man of God to encourage me and affirm that I’m following His voice. This pastor was teaching over here at the YWAM base. I was definitely seeing that the Holy Spirit was all over this pastor. He said things that only God could have told him, especially when he prophesied over us on Tuesday. The thing that happened next, threw me off balance as it wasn’t expected…
Pastor asked me to give my testimony at church, and he knew nothing about it, nor did anybody say anything to him. What else could I say, other than yes? It was obvious that God told him to allow me to speak in front of his congregation of 200+. Needless to say it went really well, and after sharing my testimony nearly all the youth came up front to get prayed for. I give God all the honor as I myself can do nothing without Him. I’m positive that the Words that God spoke through me won’t return void. Lives were touched and hearts were kindled.
By the fifth week I’m praying for funds to come in, as I haven’t heard any thing back home, and have no way to call. Monday night I had dream of getting $600-$700 dollars. Then when I woke up I had a sense that God will take care of me, and that I’ll have more than enough as a missionary. I told the others about the dream, letting them know that I had a good feeling that God was going to provide all my needs. Wednesday comes rolling around, and by mid afternoon I received an email. The email was from my pastor back home letting me know that donations came in totaling $600-$700 dollars. Praise God! I never really got dreams like this before! It is a very wonderful experience. Now, I will pray about my dreams more, and ask if they’re from you Lord.
As I continue following the Lord, Jesus Christ. I hope you will be encouraged to draw closer to God. If this type of blessing can be on me, then it can be on any one of His children. At the current time of writing this, I’ve been here in Asia for 1 ½ months. Please continue praying for me, and sending support as this journey isn’t meant for me to go at it alone. If you haven’t done so already, subscribe to my newsletter as I’ll be sending out monthly updates.