ALL means All!
I am a frequent flier of sorts when it comes to mission trips. I always want to go and I get somewhat jealous when others go without me.
My favorite place in the world to go to is Kenya. I have fallen deeply in love with the people and the culture. I have been there a dozen times or more.
It takes about 34 hours to fly there. I fly Charlotte to New York, New York to Amsterdam, Amsterdam to Nairobi Kenya. Simple! 35 hours later, I am there!
From Nairobi, it takes 2 days of driving to get out to the desert place called Turkana. We take a 4 wheel drive vehicle because of the rivers and rough terrain that we lies in between.
I remember the first time being in the Turkana desert. I was thinking that I have surely lost my mind. I am 48 hours away from medical attention, no running water, no electricity and it is 108 degrees. I was feeling sorry for myself. I was hot, uncomfortable and we were about to dine on a goat that I watched them slaughter and throw on the fire. I was not sure I could take anything else.
Then I saw this little girl. She was 11 years old. She walked up to me and sheepishly introduced herself as Claudia. She was wearing a pretty white cotton dress that was a little dingy as if it had been through years of use.
Claudia would be my interpreter for the next 9 days. She was going to school and was learning English. She was extremely bright and well spoken. Claudia was not exactly what I was expecting.
Claudia would meet me every morning at breakfast. She would be my daily tour guide as we went from hut to hut all day long. We would sit and talk with everyone we met about Jesus, forgiveness and grace. Many people gave their hearts to Jesus by placing their faith in Him.
The Turkana people looked at me like I was some kind of special person. They were shocked that someone would come from the richest country on earth to walk in their heat and share the Gospel of Christ with them.
Many would say, why do you walk the dirty ground when you could be riding in a car or flying in a plane? Don’t you know that you could keep your skin clean by staying in the city?
It was these questions that caused me to realize that they, the Turkana were the special ones. God loves them so much that He would send me to tell them about Jesus.
That experience has changed how I look at people. All people deserve to hear the Gospel. God tells us that it is His will that none would die without knowing Him but that ALL would come to a saving knowledge of Him (2 Peter 3:9)
All people deserve a chance to hear and respond.
Pastor Chad Cozad