Ride for Refuge and Teaser Story
I’m back in Canada! The Engineering Ministries International team have just touched down in Calgary a few hours ago and are ready for some shut
eye. What a journey this has been, and I
look forward to posting as many photos, stories and memories as this blog can handle. However, I have a slightly more pressing
event that I need to share.
This upcoming Saturday, I will be participating for team eMi
in the annual Ride for Refuge. I’m
hoping to raise another $900 in three days before the ride. A steep task, but if these past two weeks
have shown me anything – the gospel work that eMi is able to partner with and
support makes it all worth it. If you
feel willing to give, please follow the link below – thank you!
http://rideforrefuge.org/search?q=Benjamin+Scott&participants=1&teams=1
A Story
http://rideforrefuge.org/search?q=Benjamin+Scott&participants=1&teams=1
A Story
Just to whet the appetite for what I hope to share, here is
one of my many highlights from my week in Hle Gu. I had come down with a cold early in the week
and was feeling quite miserable (head cold and no sleep the night before) and
plagued with doubts on my purpose being in Myanmar. While we were having our evening debrief we
had some surprise visitors. We were
treated like royalty all week by a group of servant-hearted students who laid
out a feast each meal, with hardly
any repeats in the plates (the exception being rice). That evening they were wanting to pray for us
and asked about our particular needs.
All this was during their usual time of post-dinner cleanup. We mentioned several items including the need
for health in our team. We then prayed.
I should explain the passion, fervour and need with which
these women cry out to God. It says
something of the faith of the students to hear the earnest cries of the people
here. They KNOW where believers find
their strength, in God alone and the strength of his might. How often do we forget Him here in the
Western church?
It was unlike any time of communion with God that I had
experienced. Bowing before him hearing
my own voice join the multitude of our group and the women, the Spirit rushed
in like wildfire and took hold of the place.
I was overwhelmed by His presence and was all at once trembling and
serene – reminding myself of God’s sovereignty over our bodies, but more
importantly, the privilege to have been sent to this strange and beautiful
country Myanmar. Our prayers ended but
the women continued, and though we could not understand them we knew we were in
the presence of God. I arose from that
place sopping wet (more so than usual – and not due to the humidity) reassured
of God’s purpose for me here and knowing that He would mend me in His
time. Mercifully I slept well despite
the Buddist meditation (more on that next post).
I can safely say that night was the turning point for my
week in Myanmar.
You can expect much more content forthcoming in the coming
weeks. I promise to get as much out as
possible (hopefully in digestible chunks too!)
In Christ,
Ben
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