Friday, June 19, 2015

The View From My Front Door

One of the first blog posts I ever wrote was called "The View From My Window."  Now, three years later, that view has changed.  On June 9, 2015, after much praying and waiting on the Lord, we moved to Iquitos, Peru.  The Lord has given me a different view that I would like to share with you this morning.
This view isn't one of the hustle and bustle of a big, capital city.  This view is of a small city which sits on the convergence of three rivers:  the Itaya, the Nanay, and the Amazon.  Iquitos has a couple of unique distinctions:
1.  It is said to be the world's largest city inaccessible by road.  You can get here by plane or by boat.
2.  It is said to be the world's furthest inland ocean port.  Large ships can come all the way up the  Amazon to Iquitos.
For one thing, my view has changed from a window to a door.  From my front door, I can see the spiritual need of about 440,000 people - Deaf and Hearing.  I see people who need a Saviour, not a new church - People who need restoration.
My house sits at the end of a dirt road.  It may not be the place I would have picked for my new house, but it is the place God, in His wisdom, has picked for us.  It is amazing to me how many people pass by my "house at the end of a dirt road."  God has given us a secure place to live and serve Him.  I am grateful.
My view includes the adventure of having children who are adjusting to a new way of life.  Children who are adjusting to all kinds of bugs, birds, and other wildlife! The excitement of "There's a dragonfly IN the house, Mommy!!!"  The excitement of a tree frog on the patio wall.  The blessing of children who love to pass out tracts.
My view includes my husband - who loves the Lord, who loves the Peruvians, who loves the Deaf, and who loves me - even when I'm a grouch! I sat and watched this dear man witness to a family yesterday afternoon. I watched as he listened patiently to the Patriarch of the family. I heard the compassion in his voice as he encouraged this man to forget the past and go forward for the Lord. I saw him hold my littlest girl, so I could witness to my friend. I was grateful for his words of love and encouragement to me, because I felt sad that my friend is still not saved.
And so, I sit here this morning with my coffee cup in hand, watching the new view from my new window, trying to find the words to help you feel like you are sitting here beside me......enjoying the view from my front door.

1 comment:

  1. Thank you for sharing your view with us! I can feel your burden and love for the people and your family.