Headed to the Hills

I lift up my eyes to the hills—where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth. He will not let your foot slip— he who watches over you will not slumber.... Psalm 121:1-3

We have been praying and thinking about where to expand our clinic ministry in the next few years. One of the areas is Zacualpa which itself is about 1 1/2 hours from where we live and another hour to the surrounding communities we want to target. There is a lot of need there and many small congregations with which to join forces, but we don't know very many people there yet.

Well, Saturday, we were called by one of the elders from the church in Chichicastenango to meet with him and another elder from another town. We were a little nervous because he didn't specify what we were meeting about. But when we got together, they explained that they are a part of an organization of area elders that go out to new or struggling churches to disciple and train up leaders. They commented that in the last few years they had seen less need in the churches here as they have been maturing, and have been praying about where to focus their efforts. They said they would like to go to the Zacualpa and Joyabaj area because of the many churches there, but very little education or training among them. They asked us if we would be interested in working together combining teaching seminars and clinic days.

We were so excited as they talked and we told them about our ideas as well. We agreed to check calendars and get back together in a week and finished our meeting with a prayer, thanking God for his leading and for our christian brothers in the remote areas.