The sounds of the city have begun to fade into the background of my daily life, a by-product of living in the urban sprawl of Buenos Aires. Leaving the lights and noise to work on a project in the south of the country came as a bit of a shock to the system. We were working with the Mapuche people in San Ignacio, a small community in the mountains where houses are usually at least a 10-minute drive from one another.
While the guys worked on putting a roof on the church and a fence to keep the goats out, I went with some local missionaries to visit various families to share and pray with and invite them to an evangelical event we were having at the weekend, as well as helping to prepare meals with the women of the community (which was such a blessing) and to spend time learning from and encouraging them.
It was strange, briefly being part of a culture where things move slowly, where electricity is scarce, where people’s lives still depend on their land and animals. We stopped at a house where a family was waiting for someone from the local government to come and bring water for them and their animals.
I was struck by how much I take the simple things like rainwater for granted. I’m from Ireland, so I’m more used to hoping for the rain to stop, but here I was praying for rain to fall.
I was inspired by the people’s reliance on God in their daily lives for things that I often don’t even think about, like the weather, but can mean the difference between them being able to feed their families or not.
I’m always learning how to trust more in God and His provision. I saw the way that the Mapuche people lived day to day, and I realised how often I choose to rely on myself or spend time worrying about things that God has already promised to take care of.
Hopefully, someday, I can one day have the faith of the Mapuches, to trust God to change the weather.
“Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants.” Deuteronomy 32:2
Please pray that God would continue to send not just literal rain but also His teaching to the Mapuches so that they can grow in Him.
Becci is from the Emerald Isle of Ireland. She enjoys things, beginning with baking, the beach, and bright colours. God has placed a special love for Spanish-speaking nations on her heart, and she is currently serving in Buenos Aires, Argentina.