Welcome to Macau :)

Hello from Macau on Good Friday :)

I can't believe it's already been 3 weeks since I left home. I've adjusted very well out here. In fact, I'm loving it! :) My awesome apartment-mate, a Chinese doctor from the states, has been amazing in getting me acquainted with this place and the clinic (Hope Medical Group).

So what have I been up to? LOTS! But here are a few things for now…

Hope Medical Group (Mon-Fri): A Christian family medicine clinic consisting of medical missionary doctors from the states as well as Chinese medical residents. They are honestly some of the most genuinely nice people I've ever met in my life! It's such a blessing to work and play with them everyday..


Schedule:
10-1:30: see patients with residents/attending
1:30-3:30: lunch break (long huh??)
3:30-7:30/8: more clinic

The days are pretty long as you can see but I've enjoyed every moment of it so far. :) Being known as a Christian clinic opens doors for patients to be prayed for at the visits (if permitted) and even share the Gospel if interested.

Bible Distribution: There's a ministry here run by a couple of the wives of doctors at the clinic who distribute Bibles every week with a team in a tourist attraction area. I had an opportunity to be a part of it earlier this week.

Two things.

One, I was quite surprised by how receptive and hungry some of these people were for the Word, compared to what you would expect in the states. Some were just so excited as they responded with a huge smile, “what? Free Bible??” There were others who stopped in the middle of the street and started reading immediately.

Second, I was reminded of what little faith I had. While Peter was in prison and on death row in Acts 12, his fellow church believers prayed fervently for him. But yet, when Peter miraculously is set free by an angel and shows up at their door, their first response was not to run to the door. It was more like “no way, it can’t be.” Yes, I believe it that they had prayed fervently and intensely for him, but it's clear that those prayers were built on little faith when you look at their response.
But God redeems all things, doesn’t He? He still responds to prayers built on little faith, even faith as small as a mustard seed. Even though I was praying throughout that morning, I caught myself wondering if there was any point to what we were doing. How many of these Bibles we gave out were gonna end up in the trash? In my moment of weakness and little faith, I was reminded that even if out of the 800 Bibles given out, only 1 person came to know the Lord, that is SO worth it. May God's will be done, not mine.

Much more to share, but I think I'll end my first post here. :)