Body of Christ.

Today as the wind blows very strongly across the valley and the women gather just a few yards away cooking lunch for the school children.  I stop and reflect on how diverse our world really is.  Unless you live and interact in a place you don’t really get a sense even though we have all these specials on TV or the Internet.  Yes you can travel to a place but your a tourist.  When you go to town like I did yesterday and stand in line for 45 minutes just to get a SIM card for my phone and you listen and watch as people go about their daily lives and you realize this world is foreign to me.  Although I’m surrounded by other humans, I am unable to communicate unless someone understands a bit of English.  As I went into the grocery store to look for a rag and some cleaning product I was comforted by brands and labels that just a few weeks ago were foreign but now understand and have eaten over the past 4 weeks.    I was able to go to  town (45 min trip) because some missionaries who served here in this village for many years had come back for a 3 week short term trip. They were heading into town which is no small feat on this very rugged road.  It was neat to watch them interact and speak the language and greet the lady in town who they have always bought their fruit from, or the man beside where we parked who was selling fresh greens.  We are staying at Growing Nations which is located in a remote valley in southern Lesotho and based at a Mission station dating back to the mid 1800’s.  Last night we gathered around a lamp lite dinner table for some soup and bread with 6 other American’s who are here.  4 Virginian’s and a couple from Wyoming.  We all come from different denominational backgrounds and even different Mission Organizations but it was amazing to sit and share and pray and laugh and talk.   This past Sunday we gathered at the church just up the hill and worshiped for a few hours with our brothers and sisters from this Village.  Although the language was different  I recognized the tunes and hummed and clapped along.  Every morning we gather in the office with the staff for prayer and devotional.  2 languages are spoken but through it all we center ourselves around 1 thing and that is Christ.  The past few days as we have transitioned to Lesotho I have truly seen the “Body of Christ” diverse yet unified!  Today we head to the capital for a prayer retreat with other Lesotho AIM Missionaries.  As we have encountered our first border crossing, misunderstood conversation with a local , 20 degree night with no heat one thing has been constant.  Life goes on and Christ still reigns and the He is the unifier between all of us. Jeremy