HARDEST & DARKEST.

I'm learning to be careful what I ask for. There have been so many times in my past when I say I want/am called to a certain place or thing and then get the opportunity to actually experience what I've been so eagerly desiring.. This past week was exactly that. In missionary circles it's cool to throw around the term "hardest & darkest" without knowing what it fully involves. I was always the first to proclaim "I'm called to the hardest and darkest" with a big smile on my face, lacking true experience besides the vague memories of childhood travels. I can now say after spending a week in the mountain villages of Nepal I have begun to see just what I'm getting myself into. It's more challenging, serious, exciting, and rewarding than I would have ever imagined. My body, mind, and soul were stretched in ways I have never felt and I can now say that looking back I wouldn't trade it for the world.

PUMA:
Beginning our time with a 4 hour trek up to the village of Puma, the reality of just how hard this time was going to be hit instantly. Climbing step after step at a nearly 70 degree angle threw my body into overwhelming shock. Add asthma into the mix and it turned out to be one SPLENDID adventure. Blood, sweat, and tears doesn't even begin to describe the emotions and pain felt during that trek. Thankfully, I eventually made it. Collapsing on the ground, literally crawling up the last few stairs. I'm sure anyone who knows me can just imagine my face by this point. It wasn't a pretty situation. However, thanks to a place to sit and an abundance of water my body recuperated! We had originally planned to show the Jesus Film in each village the first night we got there and then have an entire day of follow up, however thanks to the reality of things never going as planned we were forced to show the film on the second night. Though this wasn't how we'd thought it would go, God totally worked in amazing ways. Spending the first night just eating and sleeping, we woke our first morning, started with worship and then dispersed into the village. Our job was to invite people to the movie that night, which we eventually did, but our day was instead filled with sitting on a bench as person after person came to get prayer for healing. We walked away amazed because we seen God work even though many of the people only got partially healed. Fast forward about 4 hours and it was now time to show the film. Person after person slowly trickled in adding up to at least 150! It was a truly awesome moment seeing so many wide-eyed, hungry people watching the gospel be acted out. Leaving that place knowing that an entire family has decided to receive Jesus and many people being healed, we stopped counting, God stirred our faith and created a greater expectancy in our hearts for the next place!

DADHUWA:
Originally told that the trek from Puma to Dadhuwa was At Most going to be 8 hours(we later found out that they had purposefully tried to exaggerate), it soon turned into one of the longest, phyically exhausting days of my life. Starting with a downhill walk to the valley between mountains, hour after hour began to run together. What was presumed to take only a few hours quickly turned into a nearly 8 hour walk including our stop for "lunch". Finally seeing the river which was the midpoint between mountains, we figured out we'd been taking the wrong path the entire time. We all spouted out different ideas including crossing the river by foot so we wouldn't have to walk another hour to the bridge and sleeping in an abandoned shack in the middle of miles of rice fields. It was after about 30 minutes of talking and resting that the decision was made to push on forward, make the walk to the bridge, and continue are journey into the night since it was at this point that the sun had begun setting. Walking through rice fields, up streams, and between forests we made it to the bridge where we loaded up on carbs, thanks to the enormous amount of snack a few of us bought, and began the hike up to our destination. It was before crossing the bridge that a few of us stared each other in the eyes and whole-heartedly proclaim there was no FREAKING way we were going to make it. It was in moments like these, which made up most of the week, that every step, every breath, & every second was completely Jesus. Our strength left us 3 hours into the first day, causing us to let Jesus take the wheel. If it had been my own will power or strength, I would have died the first day. Seriously. Good news, we eventually made it. The ministry we got to be a part of in that village truly made the whole day of trekking worth it. During the day we were able to go around to home after home and invite people to come see the film. Although our bodies were beyond exhausted and our team was beginning to annoy each other, common when you are together 24/7, the time to show the film came quickly and excitement grew in my heart. The crowd at first seemed a bit small but family after family began to emerge from the hills and soon the field was full. There had to have been at least 300 people there that night, all 100% engaged. As our group of 25 circled up to pray for the night, God ignited our hearts for revival in this village! The film finally ended and the call for healing and salvation was given. Looking back I allowed prayed for at least 15 people and saw COMPLETE healing in every. single. person. From pain in their back and shoulders, to headaches, toothaches, and personally feeling a tumor disappear. It was NUTS. There were also those who gave their hearts to Jesus and many bibles were dispersed. It was truly one of the most beautiful, life altering moments. The increase of faith was immeasurable and there was now NO question in my heart that the God of the Bible is moving in some CRAZY ways. I will say, though healings are awesome to be a part of, they are only temporary. Salvation is the greatest miracle of all!


I asked our leader here, Joel, "Why don't we see this stuff in America?"... His response "I don't believe that. Begin to pray for healing in your church, go to the hospital if you have to, and you will see it." The time starts now to see the amazing miracles in the nations invade the American church!


BANGLADESHI: 
With exploding faith and the end in sight we left early Saturday morning for our last village. Beginning with another steep trek down, my body was inching towards absolute shut down. We made it to another river and crossed one of the sketchiest "bridges" ever. Made with 2 thin logs and over a narrow rapid, it was thankfully not very long but still a fun little adventure. At the river we got to finally wash our hair and our feet while we rested for about an hour. Lunch consisted of 2 packs of cookies which would hopefully supply enough sugar to get us up the last leg of the trek. It wasn't too long before the time had come to lace up my hiking boots once again and climb another mountain. Lets be honest, I literally cried when I saw the climb. Being told its relatively flat and then seeing another 70 degree angle mountain seriously SUCKS. But... God is good and the climb only took about an hour. We were able to stay in a 2 story home which just happened to be infested with the Biggest spiders we have ever seen, praise the Lord we had a house, right?! haha. We then ate dinner as 30 people stared at us and the time to show the film came quickly. Though we had not had the chance to tell many people about the film, word spread quickly and close to 100 people showed up to watch. As it played every single person fell asleep on our team as exhaustion set in. I was eventually woken up and the time to pray for people had come. Few stayed for prayer and the heaviness of the spiritual atmosphere was instantly evident. Unlike the other villages who were hungry and eager to hear about Jesus, this place was full of mockery and darkness. It was clear to us that spiritual warfare had begun in an increased way. I unfortunately had a terrible nights sleep thanks to sweat and spiders, but was overwhelmed by the grace and love of Jesus. He truly met me the night before and allowed my perspective to shift. What a privilege it is to get to preach the gospel to the UNREACHED! There is no way I would ever hike a mountain for fun but knowing the reward of seeing people experience the love of Jesus made it all worth it. Thanks to some great team time and visiting more houses, the day was beginning to shape up as a successful one! It was then that we got a call... Arriving at a house where some of our team had already been for nearly 2 hours, there was a woman there possessed by a demon. Our amazing translator, Gonga, had been talking to the demon and found out it was from Mumbai, India and had been in the woman for 25 years. After about 45 minutes of simple prayer and worship we began to see a change, the demon was getting angry. After being death gripped on my neck, pushed, and nearly having water thrown at me, I started to get a little tired. We continued to pray for another hour or so until it was finally time to eat because the film had already started. Some of the leaders stayed to pray more and saw some of the demons leave, we had found out there were 30+ in this woman and the name by which it called itself meant the goddess of death, however the time also came for them to leave. It was a crazy moment for me, the reality of the demonic became ever more real, however the power of Jesus overwhelmed my heart. Its awesome knowing that Jesus is already victorious! Though there were some youth repeatedly shinning lights in our faces and not paying attention to the movie, over 100 people watch the Jesus film that night. About 4 or 5 gave their lives to Jesus, I personally got to be a part of one marking one of the greatest moments of my life, and numerous people got healed! The devil was scarred that night as we took back ground and declared freedom for so many who'd been captive for their entire lives! We left that place with fulfillment in our hearts.


The day had finally come to go home! We were all so ready to be in our home, in a bed, with showers, however I wouldn't have traded that week for anything. As we had to trek for nearly 2 hours to the next town, because why make the last leg easy, I began to get super stoked! We reached the town, waited for our bus for an extra hour or so thanks to it getting stuck in mud, again nothing is ever simple or easy, and began the 9 hour trip home! Add in some traffic jams and a little more mud we had ourselves one good day! 9 hours gave me plenty of time to process! It was such a life-changing week, yet it created an even deeper desire to be home with my family! 


Though the past month has been great and God is going to work in mighty ways over the next 2, I have never missed my family life I do now. I have such expectancy for what God is going to do in Nepal and in my life, this past week was only the beginning! Please continue to pray for me and my team! Pray for unity and love and for more works of God as we take over Nepal!