We landed in a very small Muslim village among an unreached people group. I was a bit nervous hearing that we were stepping into a place like that. The sound of the prayer call from the Mosque filled the streets when we first arrived. It was an intimidating noise to hear, but my stereotypes and preconceived ideas of these people were quickly broken down in the days to follow.

We spent time exploring the village and seeing the every-day-lives and smiles of these people. We also had the rare opportunity to enter into the mosque and witness them in their religious setting. This was an eye opening experience for me as I used to view them by their religious affiliation and the slim understanding that I had, but I now view them the way that God does – as beloved creations that are fought for by the King of Kings. They are every-day people like you and me.

God’s world is huge, vast, wide, and intricate, as are all of the people he’s created. As I travel, I can’t tell you how often I’ve thought about the overwhelming love of God and how incredibly personal it is. I encounter many different people and see communities that are so small you would have never known they existed. I marvel at the fact that Jesus knows every detail of every single one of their lives. Not only that but he knows their hearts and so greatly desires for them to know His. The people that we have yet to notice are known by the creator himself, and they have been since the beginning of time.

I haven’t seen much yet, but God has shown me enough to know that I can’t go back to the way I was living before. I have been ruined for the better and I am excited to see where he leads in the future.