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And this is exactly why I’m a missionary. In the ministry I work with, It’s the ones that have never seen anything like us before that we go after… so far, Guatemala, Colombia, Mexico, and back to Guatemala in about 3 weeks… and the last thing we do is try to change them or make them be like us. God made them who and what they are for a purpose, and far be it from us to say that any of it needs to change. As far as we’re concerned, it’s our job to get them saved and make disciples of them. Any changing that needs to happen is God’s decision, not ours… as it’s also His job, not ours.

Trying to make them like us in a place that’s not like ours does far more damage than it could ever do good… what they have and what they are is all they’ve ever known, so who are we to come along and put it into their heads that they need to change to be like us? If we do that, how have we left them? Suddenly realizing how little they have Knowing that there’s something better out there and that they don’t have it and can’t get it, especially when they just got saved and don’t yet have the faith or knowledge of Scripture they need to pray and believe God for better? If we do something like that, then if they had any hope to begin with, then we’ll have just taken it away. NOT how God intended us to leave them.

And I don’t mean just in the Mayan and Aztec villages we go to, but I’ve watched it happen to people right here at home, too. I can’t help wondering how many walked away from places God called them to because they were given this attitude, and are now missing God’s plan for them because someone else decided they don’t have the right hair cut, wear the right clothes, think the same way, etc., and tried to shove them into a mold they don’t fit into… I was almost one of those… twice.