A few nights ago, we sat in yet another unfamiliar church, but we were singing the familiar words to a well-loved hymn.
I have decided to follow Jesus, I have decided to follow Jesus…
We got to the last verse…“though no one join me, still I will follow…” and the words stood out to me in a new light. I looked at my husband (who doesn’t know I’m writing this, by the way,) and thought about the reason for why we were there and why he was preaching at this church.
You see, my husband is a missionary. He has been led by God to go to the mission field of Honduras. And he’s going.
But when he calls a church, he isn’t applying for a job. He has one.
(To open their eyes, and to turn them from darkness to light, and from the power of Satan unto God, that they may receive forgiveness of sins, and inheritance among them which are sanctified by faith that is in me. Acts 26:18)
When he visits a church, he isn’t begging for money. God supplies it.
(But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus. Now unto God and our Father be glory for ever and ever. Amen. Phil. 4:19-20)
He doesn’t network or name-drop or pester. He prays.
(Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he will send forth labourers into his harvest. Matt. 9:38)
Right now, for a short time, that has meant deputation. A time of inviting others to join him as partners in an amazing opportunity–the opportunity to see God glorified and His name alone made great, as He brings Hope and Life to Honduras.
Many have joined. Many are praying earnestly. Many are giving sacrificially and we are so thrilled and humbled by each one. In fact, after one year, we are close to reaching the end of deputation. Praise the Lord, because it is only because of Him that we can say that.
But can I tell you something? Even if nobody had joined him yet–even if nobody else were to ever join with him in this calling–he would still go.
Deputation, to my husband, is not a make-it-or-break-it deal. It is not the determining factor. It is not the decision maker.
God has led us down this road for a short while to teach and prepare us, and to gather an army of prayer warriors who will join in battle. It is, for a small window of time, the means by which God has used his children to graciously meet our needs and equip us for the future.
But deputation is not God. It is not deputation that sends us. God is so much greater than any modern-day method of missions preparation. (He has been doing this whole missions thing for a few thousand years, now). It is He who calls us, He who equips us, and He who meets our needs.
It is He who sends us.
When my husband invites someone to join him on this journey to Honduras, he is asking because we need the prayer and because he wants everyone to have a part in the incredible blessings that only come from living and giving by faith.
(for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you. Howbeit this kind goeth not out but by prayer and fasting. Matt. 17:20)
But whether anyone joins him or not, he will still go. I know my husband, and I know that he would follow Jesus to the ends of the earth, if so led. When I married him ten years ago, I didn’t know where God would lead him, but I knew then, as I do now, that I’d gladly walk anywhere beside him as he follows our Saviour.
No turning back. No turning back.