In the mountains of Honduras lies a little wooden church. Built by the hands of missionaries, it is a small building where mighty things happen. Each week, people from all over the mountain make the trek to hear the word of God. Last week, about 30 people attended church. But don’t let that number fool you. Even though that number is small, God is working miracles. He is bringing breakthrough and freedom and victory.

Something I have learned during my time as a missionary is that the same Spirit who lives in me is the same Spirit who is moving all over the world. He does not care whether you are in a big church in a major city in the states, or if it’s a small church on a mountain in Honduras. He is moving. 

A few weeks ago, a few people from my squad and myself led worship. We incorporated both English and Spanish. They are the same worship songs you’ve probably heard at home, the same worship song so have sang in church for years. As we led worship, God was moving. We were together, not as Hondurans and people from the states, we were together as believers. Brothers and sisters in Christ. We were worshiping in our native languages, and it was beautiful. 

It didn’t matter that we were a tiny church on one mountain of Honduras. God was still there. He was there before we ever arrived, and He will be there long after we have left. God is moving everywhere. In small villages we will never hear about, in big noisy cities that never seem to slow down, in countries where having a Bible is a crime, and where you are right now. He is moving, and it is so beautiful to watch. Will you join Him in what He is doing?