I am a girl who always needs to know what I am getting myself into. I need information. I need details. I like to be prepared. When I sensed God’s promptings and that I should join my church on a mission’s trip to Zambia, I knew that I needed to be obedient. Going to Zambia was never on my list of things to do. I had always felt that it would be too difficult and that I wouldn’t be able to deal with the environment and all its challenges. In the days that followed my acceptance to join the team, I definitely had many moments of panic. It slowly dawned on me that I was about to step completely out of my comfort zone into the unknown. But our God is good! His grace is sufficient; His power is made perfect in our weakness; and His yoke is easy and His burden is light. I was about to experience this in great measure during my time in Zambia.
Grace: God practically revealed His grace in ways that I had never expected. Travel was without hassles, living in close quarters with people I hardly knew was effortless. The sense of community in our team was a blessing. I never thought I would have fun in the bush, without a shower and having to use a long drop – but I had so much fun. Grace was in us, it worked through us and manifested all around us.
Love: The way our team loved on each other; on the people of Ituku village and how the people of Ituku loved on us was so beautiful. Sitting together under the shade of a mango tree and having moments of fellowship, the love and appreciation in their eyes as we greeted them and shook their hands; I had never experienced love like this before.
The burden: One evening a few of us came across a little boy who had burnt himself. His mother had removed the dressing that he got from the clinic and she was cleaning his wound. The little boy was crying in pain. We stood by praying for the little boy. We couldn’t give bandages or pain meds or burn cream – even though it was in our hands – we had to pray and trust God. When our mission leader arrived at the village, he had a look at the boy. It turned out the wounds weren’t as bad as we had thought. I had never experienced such a deep feeling of helplessness before. That moment broke something inside of me and I believe it softened my heart more than any other experience in my life.
The reason: We went to Zambia to share the gospel and bring the hope of Jesus to the people of Ituku in the hopes that we might start a church there. Not another denomination or building but a Jesus-believing, Bible-preaching, community orientated church. We brought Bibles translated into their native language and made time to empower many of the local villagers on how to find scriptures and search the Bible’s teachings themselves. On the morning of our last Sunday in Ituku, we had the privilege of participating in our first service at one of the villages. We trust that by the power of the Holy Spirit the people of Ituku will continue to meet together each Sunday, and that through them the gospel will continue to spread throughout western Zambia for generations to come.
I want to encourage everyone that if God puts the call on your heart to go to Zambia – GO! Trust in the appointed and anointed timing of God. He has something He wants you to give to Zambia, and He has something that He wants Zambia to give to you. You will never be the same again.
– Written by Jaclyn Knox