My First Missions Trip: Pemba, Mozambique (Day 5 of 14)

Friday May 30th: Village Outreach

This was my first day doing village outreach. Village outreach is when a group of about five people from our team go to the local villages and share the gospel of Jesus Christ with them. We had a translator in our group who spoke the local language (Makua), who was able to translate everything we were saying to them. During our outreach, we met a woman named Elisa who had a headache and pain on the side of her neck.

We prayed for her in English for the headache first, and then we prayed for the neck pain afterwards. After we finished praying, her headache was gone, and the pain on the side of neck was reduced. Because the pain from her neck wasn’t gone, we prayed again, and then she told us that the pain was gone. After all of her pain had dissipated, she started to cry because she couldn’t believe what happened to her; she encountered God.

During the same outreach, my team and I met a woman named Fatima. Fatima had pain on the right side of her body, and she also had pain in her knees. The Lord Jesus Christ healed her completely this day as well. After village outreach, we went down to the children’s church to feed the children. On our way to the children’s church, we walked through the Iris School. We just so happened to walk through the school in the middle of recess time, and 15-20 kids ran up to me and started jumping on me while they were filled with joy.

Many of the children wanted to shake my hand, but other children just wanted a hug and to be held. I had never experienced anything like that before in my life. The kids acted as if they hadn’t seen me in many years, only they had never seen me before. This moment taught me a lot about God’s love; He is not standoff-ish when we decide we want to follow him, but instead, He welcomes us into His loving arms regardless of who we are or what we’ve done wrong.

When we arrived at the children’s church, it was amazing; there was great music to keep the children entertained. There was singing, dancing, and a great preaching as well. After church, I, along with a few of my other team members, asked the men feeding the children if they needed any help. The men told us, “yes,” so I helped 2 of the men from the village lift a large bowl of rice off of the back of a pickup truck.

Now when I say “large,” I mean the bowl of rice was about 24-36″ overall diameter, and probably about 500 lbs. When I realized how heavy the bowl of rice was, I waved my hand to ask a fourth person to help us carry it. Four of us lifted the large bowl of rice off of the back of the pickup truck, and as many of us were carrying it, we still dropped it. We were happy that no rice spilled out of the bowl.

Next, we dragged the bowl into the children’s church. This day we fed about a thousand children according to what one of the locals said. The most amazing miracle I witnessed this day was that after the last child ate (beans and rice), there were no more beans at all. I’m not sure how that happened, and I believe God multiplied the food that day. Regardless of what happened, it was a miracle.

Friday evening was amazing, because my team got a chance to worship with the Harvest School, and hear an awesome preaching by our group leader Will. The highlight of this night for me was a song that was playing called, “I finally found where I belong.” There was something powerful about being in God’s presence worshipping with His people over 10,000 miles away from my comfort zone. I believe that where we all belong is outside of our comfort zone; that’s where we will make the greatest impact on earth for God’s Kingdom.

After the preaching, we had a time for ministry and prayer. I prayed and prophesied over 10-12 people, and I felt like it was truly an honor to be able to bless so many people in one night. The Bible says that prophecy is designed to be edifying (1 Corinthians 14:3-4), and in my situation, it was edifying me as I prophesied over other people. I love seeing people filled with hope and the joy of the Lord.

Click Here For Part 6



If you would like to support this blog so that I can continue posting encouraging content, please consider donating 🙂





Follow Ernesto Aragon on WordPress.com

Generic selectors
Exact matches only
Search in title
Search in content
Search in posts
Search in pages
Filter by Categories
Africa
Boundaries, love, missions, missionary, pain
community, travel, hope, friend, lonely, depression, Mozambique, France, Middle East, South Africa, Missionary, Missions
Creative
France
hope, give up, expectations, expectancy, dream, failure, fail, hopeless
money, finances, evil, self-employed, rejection, bitterness, anger, resentment, hopeless
motivation, hope, expectations, dream, depression, money, rejection
scam, trust, love, hope
Spain
travel
Uncategorized

Leave a Reply Here :)

%d bloggers like this: