Today we had one service with the police in Danli. They were very receptive to the message Jacob Vaughn preached as he shared his testimony. Several hands went up as the officers invited Christ into their hearts. We went to the church after the service and set up for the kids crusade we would be having the next three days. Wasn’t sure what to expect. About one-hundred kids gathered into the church building for service. We had a lot of fun, played games, got to know a few of them. Some of the little kids won’t leave me alone now. Lol! I guess that is a good thing. Praying tomorrow night goes even better as God reaches down and touches their lives.
This morning we had one service with the soldiers. Several hundred soldiers gathered to hear the Gospel preached to them. They listened attentively as we testified, sang, and preached to them about their need of a Great Shepherd. Some of them laughed and interacted as they seemed to get the message at the beginning. As the service progressed, many were serious. When the altar call was made, many raised their hands and asked Christ into their hearts. After the service was over, the Colonel who was over that entire base, Colonel Coca, met with us and thanked us greatly for bringing the Word of God to his men. We were invited back anytime we wanted to come. He was twice a soldier; first in the army of the Lord, and second in the Honduran military. The open doors here are absolutely amazing. It seems like everywhere we go, there is an open door for the Gospel.
On the way home we felt like real missionaries. Bro. Scott Sumner and his wife took us to a fish restaurant overlooking Lago de Yojoa which is one of the well-known lakes in Honduras. James Hardy joined me in living the life of a missionary as we ate fish eyeballs and fish brain. (Actually, truth be known, I ate one eyeball and spit the brains back out.) Once home, we joined up with the South Team and after eating supper, rested and prepared for the next day. Looking for God to do so much more! Today we had some very good services. In the afternoon I preached an illustrated message from Romans 7:20-25 and spoke of the body of death. As the message came to a close I could feel the presence of the Lord. I could tell He was dealing. At the end I let Bro. Scott pray and give the invitation to come forward. Several young men came and stood across the front of the church. One of them in particular, wept as he prayed. He attempted to stop but his entire frame shook as he prayed under the conviction of the Holy Ghost. The Sumners told us that it is very unusual to see a Honduran express emotion so openly. May God be glorified! It was such a sweet presence that filled the entire place as the service was closed.
Praying for greater things yet. May God’s will be done. We woke up this morning and left the Sumner’s house at just after 4:00 AM. I was going to preach first so I attempted to pray and consider a thought that I planned on preaching. We arrived at the base and I watched as six-hundred men were called out to listen to the Gospel presented.
It was very evident that they highly respected Bro. Scott Sumner. They loved the songs and his guitar. After Elizabeth Sumner led the songs, the group testified, sang, and I preached. It was good. Some of their faces revealed the intensity with which they seemed to be soaking up the word. When asked for a show of hands, many raised their hands and stood to pray and accept Christ. There is no way of knowing how many were genuinely saved, but surely out that many people, some were genuinely saved. I want to see more. Glad but not satisfied with results yet. We traveled on and ended up preaching five different services. It was exciting to be heading to Honduras. Even though I got very little sleep the night before, the excitement and nervousness that was now beginning to kick in kept me from sleeping on the plane. Tried to do some reading and made a little headway in my schoolwork.
As we began to fly over Honduras and near the airport located in Talgucigalpa, my heart was stirred. I am fulfilling God’s will for every believer. All of us ought to have a world vision. I was halfway done with a book that had a strong missionary emphasis. God has a heart for the world. When we declare that we are called to America and have no desire for missions, we are essentially bragging that we have five percent of God’s heart. When we say we only have a heart for our city, we are bragging that we have less than one percent of God’s heart. Immediately after reading this, I saw the mountains of Honduras. My heart was stirred. God, give me a heart for the word. Let this trip change me. As I dropped into bed at nearly midnight, my body was exhausted, but my heart was stirred. I want to do God’s will. |
AuthorRev. Aaron Hough is a graduate of Free Gospel Bible Institute. He is the Dean of Men and a teacher at Free Gospel Bible Institute. ArchivesCategories |