I noticed something about my short-term trip. Basically, we planted seeds, loved kids, ran pieces of the church service, but didn’t reap the harvest or see the fruit. I wish that I could tell you that I saw people healed or come to Christ, that I saw demons cast out or bodies raised from the dead. The truth is: I didn’t see any of that, but I still saw God. He didn’t show up in the ways I expected, but I knew He was there with us. I would pray in the mornings, “God, show me something big today. Use me to heal people. Let me see people come to...
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