Standing on the bank of the Amazon River Basin, looking down the makeshift steps leading to the cluster of boats, canoes, shanties, and people, it looks impossible. But impossible is not a limit to God so we know it’s not a limit to us. Although they may or may not know it yet, there are pastors waiting for their gifts from God and we are the means by which those gifts must arrive.
There were a few tense moments but we managed to get the Motokar loaded without damage to bike or person.
Not many people can say they actually rode a motorcycle on the Amazon River.
Passing the occasional hut and realizing the reality of where you are, you can feel the words of Christ come to life when he said “go and make disciples of all the nations.” It’s a feeling best described as the love of God manifested. It’s a time when you look inward and question what you’re willing to do, what sacrifices am I willing to make, so that whoever is in that little hut at least has the opportunity to know Jesus?
“How are we going to get this motokar way up there?”
Ask anyone there that day “was it worth it?” I’m certain you’ll get the same answer from all,
"yes, no matter what it takes, it’s worth it."