One Day’s Journey
How far would you go so that someone might hear the name of Jesus for the very first time?
The question echoes from Scripture itself: “How then will they call on him in whom they have not believed? And how are they to believe in him of whom they have never heard?” (Romans 10:14, ESV). For Free Methodist World Missions Asia, this question is not theoretical — it is lived out on rugged roads, remote mountain paths, and in quiet villages waiting for good news. The call is to make disciples among all people – no matter the distance, the difficulty or the cost.
Recently, that calling led a Free Methodist superintendent serving Creative Access-NP on an extraordinary journey to a remote village where the name of Jesus had never been spoken. No church. No Scripture. No previous witness of His love. Just a people waiting — unknown to them — for good news.
The journey began before sunrise on a motorcycle, navigating narrow, winding paths, through high-altitude terrain. With every mile the air grew thinner, and signs of civilization faded. Eventually, the road disappeared altogether. Where machines could go no further, faith carried the rest of the way.
For an entire day, the superintendent walked on foot through isolated territory — steep hills, uneven ground, and vast stretches of silence broken only by the sounds of nature.
The risks were real. Help was far away. Communication was limited. One wrong step could have serious consequences. Yet every step was covered in prayer, and God’s protecting presence was felt throughout the journey. .
As evening approached, the village finally came into view.
Rather than fear or suspicion, the superintendent was welcomed with warm hospitality. As conversations unfolded, it became clear God had already been working, preparing hearts before the journey ever began. Curiosity was alive. The soil was ready.
When the gospel was shared — simply, clearly and with love — the villagers listened intently. For the first time, they heard about a Savior Who knows them, loves them and gave His life for them. They heard about forgiveness, hope and new life. The Holy Spirit moved quietly yet powerfully.
That day, two people placed their faith in Jesus Christ for the first time.
In this small village, generations of spiritual silence were broken. Plans are already being made to return, because this was only the beginning.
Was the journey worth the exhaustion and risks? Without hesitation, the answer is yes. Because sometimes, one day’s journey changes a village forever.