I’m writing this today as I sit on a street corner in the Achiuclinca neighborhood of Managua, Nicaragua. Over the past year our church has been building a partnership with three churches in this neighborhood, and this trip has been focused on learning more about them, their members, their community, and their culture. We’ve spent the week living amongst them in the sweltering heat (100 degrees plus each day), visiting their homes, worshiping with them, and sharing life together.
As we’ve engaged in dozens of conversations with Nicaraguan Christians this week God has convicted me of a number of things in my own life. I share these with you today because I think these are problems shared by many of us.
I’m incredibly ungrateful. The people I’ve met are quick to give God the glory for EVERYTHING in their lives. If their business is thriving they give God the glory. If they recover from illness God is praised. Even though they lack many of the luxuries you and I take for granted in life (including air conditioning on 100 plus degree days), they express incredible thankfulness to God. I don’t know about you, but I’m seldom very grateful for what God has done for me. If I experience joy and success I’m prone to be proud of myself instead of thanking God for blessing me.
I surrender so little to God in prayer. My Nicaraguan brothers and sisters are people incredibly dedicated to prayer. Not only do they maintain prayer lives that are wider and deeper then mine, they also value communal prayer. I was surprised that even though I am a stranger from a strange land many Nicaraguans shared sensitive prayer concerns with me because they see such value in prayer. I’ve been reminded this week that I need to not only go deeper and wider with my prayers, but to also be more open to sharing my petitions with others.
I trust myself more then I trust God. Nicaraguans I met seemed to trust God with every aspect of their lives. Again, they are no perfect in their faith, but their willingness to trust God to carry the, throw the ups and downs of life pales in comparison to my faith. I have learned much this week about surrender my worries and learning to trust God to provide and guide.
Again, my Nicaraguan brothers and sisters have not perfected faith, nor are we as Americans especially poor in our faith and practice. I have, however, been enormously challenged and inspired by my friends here in this beautiful land, and I hope these insights inspire you this week.