Durban is a beautiful, coastal city that hosts the largest amount of Indian people outside of India. Of the large Indian population that resides in Durban 57% are Hindus. We were placed in areas where there was a high amount of Hindus in hopes to reach out to them and show them the love of Christ. Although my team was quite excited about getting to know these people better we didn’t anticipate the difficulty of this task. The first few days of door to door visits, which was our main ministry, were filled with some disappointment. A few doors were closed in our faces or even when we did get into the homes the conversations never allowed us to chat about Jesus. We really struggled with this but God showed us that He is the one moving and stirring people’s hearts. We planted many seeds and with our faith in God, He will water.
We had two unique opportunities that touched me. The first was when my team was in charge of running a home small group meeting. The meeting was being hosted in an apartment of a family that two weeks prior had turned from Hinduism and accepted Jesus as their only Lord and Savior. I had the privilege of giving a message about faith. It was a really tricky message to try and prepare because there were some Hindus also there at the meeting. However I was able to share about different Bible characters that showed an incredible amount of faith. I emphasized how faith saves us, not by our works, something that is very prominent in the religion of Hinduism. Although we saw no obvious fruits of our program the place was just filled with God’s spirit. I had goose bumps as we worshipped. What an amazing opportunity to worship in the home of new believers! We saw them many times throughout the two weeks we were there. They were very special to me and it was so neat to watch them grow in their relationship with God. I saw them buy their first Bible and was even able to teach their children some Bible stories. It really reminded me how we are like babies, craving for spiritual milk. It greatly touched me.
One Saturday evening a Hindu family invited a few of us into their home for dinner to have the platform to talk more about our religions. I could really sense a yearning for knowledge and love. In their home they were extremely hospitable and we were able to joke around with them and have a friendly and loving atmosphere. After a while I began talking with the man of the house about our different concepts of life and death, suffering, good works, etc. He listened to what I had to say and was often intrigued by my responses. It was really cool because I was able to share some of my testimony with him and we found that in our pasts we have some things in common. I really felt like God was connecting us and working in this man’s heart. After three hours it was time for us to go. They asked us to continue to email them and invited us to their home whenever we are back in the area. Once again, we didn’t see any conversions from these people but yet by faith I trust that God will allow this seed to grow.
Although these two stories were quite unique for me and touching the whole outreach was very challenging for me. In the middle of the first week I began to get sick and went to the doctor to find out that I had a viral infection. This forced me to stay in bed for three whole days and to only drink liquids. I am a very social person and this was very difficult for me to handle. I missed a lot of ministry and I felt disconnected at times from my team. I felt at times like I was failing and that I didn’t have a purpose in being on this outreach, I could only lie in my bed, read and pray. However God greatly transformed my thinking. I began to realize that as humans we often look for “success” in what we do. As a missionary that would be through seeing people come to Christ, having lots of people attend your events, etc. So whenever we do something we classify it as a success or a failure. I was wondering why I felt like I was failing. Maybe because we didn’t see results from our door to door visits? Maybe because I couldn’t physically do anything? God revealed to me through His word that my concept of failure is wrong. God doesn’t look at things the way I look at things. God showed me that He is rejoicing in what I am doing. He is rejoicing that as I lay in bed I was interceding for my team through prayer and was coming closer to Him through His word. I was filled with joy in the picture of God looking down at me, His daughter, and smiling. Know that He is also looking at you and smiling. May you make the most of your time and see the quaint opportunities to give God the glory, even in the moments when things didn’t happen the way you and I wished it would have. Be blessed!

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