Before I was released from the hospital on Wednesday, our long-time friends and partners in ministry, Ed and Matt arrived from Sierra Vista, Arizona. We were very glad to see them and to have them with us for a few days. Ed (staff) and Matt (member) are from First Baptist, Sierra Vista, and were here for their 4th visit to Hermosillo.
Over the next three days, Ed and Matt participated in prayer walks, worship services, and Bible studies. They encouraged the brethren and handed out numerous tracts to persons on the street. On Friday, we were prayerwalking in Las Lomas and a very interesting thing took place.
We separated into 2 teams of 2, and headed out to prayer walk. It was early, as we were trying to beat the heat. Each team had a general route to follow and we had a meeting point planned where we would hook up and walk together back to the car. After a few minutes of prayerwalking, Donna and I passed a house that had a large number of (empty) beehives. Now with all the citrus near Hermosillo, bees are not uncommon. But stacks of empty bee boxes in an inner city neighborhood are.
As I was talking to the Lord, and saw the boxes, the first word that came to my mind was honey. When I thought of honey, I immediately thought of the promised land. I remembered Joshua and Caleb telling the people that it was a good land, a land flowing with milk and honey. As I talked to the Lord about Las Lomas, I asked him to give us that neighborhood for the gospel. The thought crossed my mind…I see the honey, where’s the milk?
We continued prayerwalking down the street. Within about 10 minutes, a man came out of his house and started walking down the street. As we passed, I greeted him and noticed….he was wearing a milkman’s uniform. OK, Lord, I see it!
Later, we went downtown so that Matt could buy a gift for his granddaughter. We went from shop to shop looking for bracelets and necklaces and earrings. We finally ended up in a shop that we had never visited before. As we were looking around, Donna asked the clerk a question. The clerk called the security guard to come over, and he said politely, “I see that you are Americans and I speak very good English. Can I help you?” We began to converse, partly in English and partly in Spanish. After talking for several minutes, we talked a bit about spiritual things. He said, “I believe in God, and I need a church home.” He told me that very morning he had arisen and had told God, “send me anywhere you want me to go today. When he arrived at work, his boss told him that he was needed at the gift shop to train a new security guard. He said, “I’ve never worked here before.”
I told him, “I don’t believe in coincidences. You are here today so that you could talk to us.” He agreed, and promised to visit our church.
God is so good. We are thankful for faithful partners like Ed and Matt, and for God’s faithfulness to bring people across our paths.