by Allison Von Fange, Missions Director for Global Passion Ministries.
As our plane descended to the small, frozen runway, out my window I saw waiting a vast ice-land of St Michael, Alaska: white, beautiful and barren. My nose pressed and breath fogging up the window, I felt a little like a 7-year old at the Christmas window of a toy store. Alaska. The mere word conjures thoughts of wilderness and adventure. My thoughts raced with the possibilities of what God might have in store.
After 7 years on staff with Global Passion, more than 20 countries and countless trips under my belt, this trip stirred something that I hadn’t felt in a long time…a familiar and unwelcome hint of fear. I recognized it from memories of the first couple trips I took. It was wrapped in the unshakable feeling that I was going way outside of my element. To be completely honest, it wasn’t the 18-below temperature, or the six-seater plane that unnerved me. It was the full schedule of children’s ministry that had been completely handed over to my planning and leadership! Don’t laugh! I know it seems silly. I’ve assisted with a few top-notch VBS’ and my teams have helped many missionaries run their own VBS…but that was just it. We assisted. The VBS had always been put together and lead by someone else. On this trip the missionary needed me to do it (plan it, teach it and lead it – yikes!). This was definitely outside of my comfort zone!
I have to admit, I had even tried to find another leader. I asked two different, highly qualified children’s pastors if they would lead the trip, before reluctantly saying yes. There are times when the Lord puts His loving, fatherly finger on something and there is no avoiding it. God was asking me to do this. He was asking me to trust Him. He would give me what I needed. “I will counsel you with my loving eye on you” Psalm 32:8b.
We landed and were shuttled by snowmobile to the warm home of our missionaries, Brian and Linda Staub. What a privilege awaited us. We would spend the next week putting on a VBS for the 45 kids that regularly attend the after-school program at the Staub’s church. Linda had specifically asked us to come in January. With only a few hours of sunlight each day and the coldest temperatures of the year, the children of St. Michael have very little to look forward to in the winter months. Depression and suicide are issues that Brian and Linda address in their congregation on a regular basis.
Each day around 2:30, kids would file in and peel off their puffy layers. The hallway would pile high with miniature hats, snow gloves, jackets and snow boots. Our program would start with snack. For some this was their first meal of the day. From there it was games, worship, skits and Bible stories. Each kid was hungry for every bit of affection and attention that we could muster. I remember tickling one precocious, little eight-year old. I remember being mobbed by a crowd of kids desperate for the interaction they don’t get at home. As we shared with them the simple truth in our lessons, their pink cheeks and tired eyes would look up, soaking in the hope their lifestyle doesn’t offer. The unspoken message to the children in St Michael is that you’ll never amount to anything, you’ll never leave this village, you are doomed to live with the same suffocating oppressions that your parents and grandparents did. But the message we brought was different. God’s message to them was the same as His message to me. “You can trust Me.”
“Trust in Me. There is hope in Me. Even though no one in your family has graduated high school…even though you have watched every grown man in your family struggle with alcoholism and addiction…even though kind and loving words are almost never heard at home…trust Me. I have plans for you. I have created you for great things.”
It is His message to all of us. God says He knows the plans He has for us,: “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.” (Jeremiah 29:11) He will go before us and make a way. We must trust Him and follow.