The End of the Climb–Honduras, Day 11

“Whoever is wise, let him heed these things and consider the great love of the LORD. ” Psalm 107:43

I’m nearing the end of our crisis of question journey. At times, it was rough, and like climbing the mountains in Honduras, I had to stop and rest every once in a while. I really think that is what it was, a climb. Not a fall.

I’d asked the Lord to increase my faith and learn to trust Him more. I also told Him that I desired to see His face. I believe that is what this crisis of question was/is about. Learning more about my Lord.

Let me do a quick review of my journey.

First, I travel to Central America with SOS missions after a flu-like illness. I twist my ankle and ask God to help me so I can travel to remote villages with the team. Next, I visit the villages and am devastated. I wonder if God is cruel. If He is unkind or unloving, or even if He is really there.

Then, I had what I’ve dubbed, “A Mission’s Meltdown,” and am almost unable to participate with the team. After that, I ask the Lord to help me understand, since I know that I am one of His children. And He does. He begins to show me through Scripture, other believers, writings, my quiet time, sermons, what He is like and how to understand Him. I really can’t explain that to you. But if you are a believer, you know what I mean.

He’s teaching me. He’s nurturing me. I feel as if I could climb into His lap to answer my silly questions. He doesn’t treat them as silliness, because He knows my questioning heart. He made me that way.

So what have I learned? I’ve learned that it all comes back to the cross.

It’s difficult to explain, but let me take you back to a scene in Honduras. We were at one of the villages that had a large field. Many of the younger members of the team played soccer with the children and even some local men joined them. At the end of our time there, several men gathered around our translator, Diego, and Rob Ozburn–an X Apache helicopter pilot.

Rob passionately shared the plan of salvation. Namely, that Jesus came to earth, clothed in our skin and lived among us to be a perfect substitute for our sins. Because He was, God accepted His righteousness as ours.

Really, it’s simple to understand.

I began to really think what that meant. Jesus saw disease, hunger, injustice, violence, greed, lust, and anything else that you could imagine. And He cared.

He didn’t just care like I care. The care that I have for people involves a gut wrenching feeling, but there is no sacrifice on my part. Not much, anyway. I visit, then I leave. I may give money. I think back to my time there, and I pray.

But Jesus actually lived it. He practiced what He preached. He gave all. Since He was deity, it was exponentially more than I could understand or imagine. He came for our redemption, yes. But He also gave us a crystal-clear picture of God. He is God.

I not only love Jesus, I like Jesus.

Rob shared with these men in a soccer field in the middle of the rain forest the cross of Jesus Christ. It’s a picture I’ll never forget. The men were mesmerized. Then it hit me.

The cross gives hope. The gospel brings redemption. Not only to people in faraway lands, but to American teenagers in five-bedroom homes. To rice workers in communist China, and to business owners in Germany.

The gospel gives hope to me. It gives hope to you in whatever your circumstance because it supersedes circumstances.

I got a glimpse of it that day in Honduras, but it’s taken several weeks to take form in my mind.

I still don’t understand a lot of what I saw, but I know Jesus.

Maybe you’re struggling with the same issues. My life is relatively easy, your life may be much harder. Take heart. Jesus cares. Jesus understands.

And then there’s always heaven.

That’s why I put the verse at the top about how the wise Psalmist looked back on God’s faithfulness in the past. Take a clue from him.

If you’re not sure, keep asking. He’s listening. He cares.

And keep climbing.





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