Yall know me best, and yall know my deepest desire is for my family to know and embrace the perfect Love of Christ. I battled, begged, and finally gave their salvation back to Him last summer. I had to let go - Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, would draw them in. I knew my Jesus was big enough. I've prayed and trusted, and grown deeper in my relationship as I entrusted Him to draw them in. I've cried and sought Him through the battle for their souls, finally resting in His timing.
4 years (the exact same weekend!!!) after I accepted Christ, my sweet mamma, who yall have been praying for over the last 4 years, accepted Jesus into her heart!!!!!!!!!!! I cannot praise Him, His perfect timing, or His word enough!!!!!! God has been so active in our lives lately, and it's been beautiful to hear my mom bring up God, to recognize His presence, to be seriously excited for me to go to Israel... She mentioned that God has been present, we just had no one to teach us. She also mentioned that as she was wishing our little church at home had Starting Point, then realized 14 new life groups are starting right now. So Cindi is going to bible study tomorrow morning. On her own. Without my prodding. She's facing her fears and trusting in the Almighty. The best part was she said, "I used to want this to be closer to you, but now I want this for me." My mom WANTS Jesus, desires Him and His word, and wants to understand. She came to Christ through James 5 on Sunday. So here is the praise - another soul saved! I'm so overwhelmed with joy, peace, and His love. Thank you for praying. Thank you for encouraging me, and reminding me during the times I forgot. And finally, thank you for celebrating this with me. Please pray that the enemy's lies would be blocked from her ears and heart, that she would be encouraged, and that she continues to seek God in ways that are relevant and meaningful to her.
Oh, and another praise: my dad received his biopsies back today - he is cancer-free as well!!
The Lord is always good, but today, I feel like His favorite. Thank you God for all that you do. May your name be exalted!!!!
Wrapped in His Perfect Embrace,
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Celebrating 4 years in Jesus and asking is this for real? Israel 2012!
I write from a place of sheer awe and praise for our Creator. The Lord so intricately knows each of us, and desires to meet our deepest longings in ways beyond what we could each imagine –I fall on my face as I am humbled by the beautiful news I have to share with y’all!
It’s been such a journey to look back as well as pray for the future as this weekend is my “Spiritual Birthday.” I’m turning 4 in Jesus this weekend. If this is what God can make out of me – a sinner desiring desperately to be restored to His image to a disciple being sanctified daily. I love because He loved first. I submit because He first submitted, and I honored with the privilege to serve from a place of reverence and deep love. No more do I live in captivity to sin, the past, this world, my own criticism or the expectations of society, but I am alive in the freedom that comes from Christ alone!
God once again has amazed me with another opportunity to serve Him on the other side of the world! This adventure is bringing me to the Holy Land! I will be serving in Israel teaching alongside both Christian and Muslim educators, and consulting to bring innovative teaching methods to the educators in Jericho as well as teaching the women about physical fitness in the evenings! This trip also serves to help globalX determine future mission trip possibilities, which as many of yall know, globalX is very near to my heart (who I’ve travelled with to Haiti for the last two years)! Honestly, I couldn’t have dreamed up a better trip!
God has orchestrated it all so well - my sweet momma is excited for me, both of my administrators have given me their blessings to travel during the school year, the timing is literally one of the only weeks during the school year to travel with minimal loss of instructional time, and amazingly enough, the entire trip is paid for! I will take a week of unpaid leave, but that is nothing in comparison to raising almost $16,000 over the last 4 summers to serve abroad. Again, God is SO good.
As I begin to prepare for this journey, I am asking for your prayers, and to let out a shout of praise my friends, because Our God Reigns! I will be gone October 19-28, and we are traveling with Seeds of Hope, an organization that partners with communities in the West Bank to bring peace, partnership and hope! I could not be more excited – here is to Israel 2012!
In Him, For Him and Through Him alone,
Jen
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Decompressing
My heart is torn as I sit in my airconditioned home to write y’all to let you know that I am safe. This last monthhas truly been a whirlwind of missions; God has allowed me to experience amyriad of things, and along the way He has taught me so much! I am so trulyoverwhelmed by the privilege He gave me to travel to both Kenya and Haiti this summer.Simple things like sleeping in my own bed with my pillow and brushing my teethin the sink, with electricity, have been a very welcomed comfort. But the otherhalf of me looks around my home with contempt at all that I have as more thanhalf the world lives in such extreme poverty. I know that God has chosen thislife for me, and I am to best leverage every opportunity He has given me forHis kingdom, but my heart still hurts. I am incredibly thankful to have thenext month to process through the lifetime of experiences that I'veencountered.
Haiti was extraordinary, yetagain. God chose such a spectaculargroup of people to surround me with, both Haitian friends and other leadersfrom Buckhead Church. I am humbledcontinually when I examine all that He has planned for me to do. We were blessed with mild weather the firstthree days in Haiti as we labored then loved on the kids each day. The last two days were typical of Haiti –hot, hot, hot! As a team, we laughed,cried, sweat, shared 1 unisex bathroom (with four showers and two bathroomstalls) between 26 people, grew as friends, followers of Christ, anddisciples. Our hearts are filled to thebrim with love, grace, joy and pain as we process through the lives of ourloved ones in Haiti. One of the biggestthings we learned is of God’s sovereignty. He reigns. He reigns with mercy,love, faithfulness and justice. He is incontrol, even when we cannot understand it. We fervently pray for our brothers and sisters for their provision,protection, and love to grow in Him.
I am so grateful for all of yourprayers, encouragement and love that you shared with me throughout thisjourney. I plan to return to my blog ina few days as I decompress, but please read our team blog at http://globalxhaiti.tumblr.com/.
Haiti was extraordinary, yetagain. God chose such a spectaculargroup of people to surround me with, both Haitian friends and other leadersfrom Buckhead Church. I am humbledcontinually when I examine all that He has planned for me to do. We were blessed with mild weather the firstthree days in Haiti as we labored then loved on the kids each day. The last two days were typical of Haiti –hot, hot, hot! As a team, we laughed,cried, sweat, shared 1 unisex bathroom (with four showers and two bathroomstalls) between 26 people, grew as friends, followers of Christ, anddisciples. Our hearts are filled to thebrim with love, grace, joy and pain as we process through the lives of ourloved ones in Haiti. One of the biggestthings we learned is of God’s sovereignty. He reigns. He reigns with mercy,love, faithfulness and justice. He is incontrol, even when we cannot understand it. We fervently pray for our brothers and sisters for their provision,protection, and love to grow in Him.
I am so grateful for all of yourprayers, encouragement and love that you shared with me throughout thisjourney. I plan to return to my blog ina few days as I decompress, but please read our team blog at http://globalxhaiti.tumblr.com/.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Haiti!
Hello friends and family! If you are on this email, it's because one of your loved ones has the privilege of serving the Lord in Haiti this week.
As we close on our second full day here, the juxtaposition is deep; our hearts are filled with joy, yet are broken at the same time for our brothers and sisters in Haiti. We have had the honor of worshipping the Almighty God together, as well as serving alongside our friends. Both the men and women have labored hard, moving rocks, cinder blocks, cement and sand as we contribute to the building of pit latrines for two families as well as a guesthouse for 410Bridge that will generate jobs and a stronger platform to add capacity to the mission here in Bohoc. We have also had our hearts stolen by the sweet children of Matthew 28 orphanage and Youth in Action. Some of the best moments have come from genuine interaction with these precious souls. As we are loving on them, Christ is pouring into our spirits. We are awestruck with the blessings God has bestowed upon us at home, including the tremendous gift of your friendship, love and support. We are truly overwhelmed by His grace and mercy, certainly to a degree that we cannot quite convey in words. We look to the Lord with expectant eyes and hearts as we follow Him on our journey the rest of this week. Please continue to pray for us- that God would give us eyes to see and ears to hear and that He would let our hearts overflow with love for Him, one another, and our Haitian friends.
Follow our hearts and feet throughout our Haitian adventure at http://globalxhaiti.tumblr.com/.
As we close on our second full day here, the juxtaposition is deep; our hearts are filled with joy, yet are broken at the same time for our brothers and sisters in Haiti. We have had the honor of worshipping the Almighty God together, as well as serving alongside our friends. Both the men and women have labored hard, moving rocks, cinder blocks, cement and sand as we contribute to the building of pit latrines for two families as well as a guesthouse for 410Bridge that will generate jobs and a stronger platform to add capacity to the mission here in Bohoc. We have also had our hearts stolen by the sweet children of Matthew 28 orphanage and Youth in Action. Some of the best moments have come from genuine interaction with these precious souls. As we are loving on them, Christ is pouring into our spirits. We are awestruck with the blessings God has bestowed upon us at home, including the tremendous gift of your friendship, love and support. We are truly overwhelmed by His grace and mercy, certainly to a degree that we cannot quite convey in words. We look to the Lord with expectant eyes and hearts as we follow Him on our journey the rest of this week. Please continue to pray for us- that God would give us eyes to see and ears to hear and that He would let our hearts overflow with love for Him, one another, and our Haitian friends.
Follow our hearts and feet throughout our Haitian adventure at http://globalxhaiti.tumblr.com/.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Reflections of a full heart
PS - my iPad does not recognize line breaks - very sorry it looks like one giant paragraph!
I am still in denial that my African adventure is over, and that I have to wait a year to return. My heart is brimming with emotion, encouragement, and excitement. God is tangibly at work, even in the worst conditions. I will continue to pray for the children, their families, and their community. Their village, Kinyago, is where we visited. It was in the most repulsive of conditions that God reminded me of the beauty, grace, and fullness that can only come from Him. He is our creator and sustainer; He delivered us from our deserved consequences through the author and perfecter of our faith, our Lord Jesus Christ. God is sovereign through it all, even in that one room "home" surrounded by crime, idleness, and extreme poverty. God has allowed me to experience this for His glory, and I praise Him because He will not allow me to forget it. To give you the smallest shred of perspective, Alice and her family moved into that room in a different location because the family could not afford the rent of 200ksh a month - which brings up an entirely different set of questions - rent in the midst of this shanty village - 200 Kenyan shillings is about $2.40. For the month...and they could not afford that. It really makes you question certain lifestyle choices.
During our finally debriefing, we answered these questions. I encourage you to answer them. If you can't answer them, spend more time with your Perfect creator - He delights in you, and deeply desires an intimate relationship with every one of His children.
I praise God for:
I thank God for:
One thing God reminded me or showed me:
One thing I will not complain about at home anymore: My goal is to not complain. There is grace in everything, and thankfulness abounding as we are surrounded by an abundance of peace. Traffic in Atlanta, you will not defeat me! (especially after surviving the roads of Nairobi in rush hour!)
I praise God for this experience! Ephesians 3:20 rings true every time - God has wildly exceeded my expectations. I learned to love Him more deeply, prayed for His word to burrow into places of my heart that I didn't realize, and for my understanding of Him to grow. His ways are higher than my ways, and His thoughts higher than mine. I find great comfort in this. God's plan, timing, and story of creation is in motion, regardless of my feeble attempts to make sense of my surroundings. I am blessed to take part in this moment that will extend into eternity. His grace is sufficient! Praise Him!
It's been such an emotional ride, but God has equipped me so beautifully and perfectly, as He always does. I read this article while waiting to depart for the next chapter in my travels - http://www.relevantmagazine.com/god/deeper-walk/features/29311-why-do-christians-need-to-make-it-all-better - and it was just another reminder that God is always at work, and it is ok to grieve for my Kenyan friends. I don't have to pretend it's all going to get better, and I don't have to pretend I'm ok. All I can do is lean confidently intp the One who created me and sustains me - He will do the same for His children in Kinyago. As it stands, it is better to love people than to know all the answers.
I thank God for unmerited grace, unending love, a desire to know me and the ability to know Him, for my amazing team, the children, the dedicated staff of KDS, and all of the amazing support I've had from friends and family while I've been gone. I thank God for the immense blessings He has provided me with, and I pray to be a good steward of them. I thank God for the stirring in my heart and the ability to provide for the newest members of my African family. My momma added precious Hannah, a fourth grader with a glowing smile, to her family. Together, our family grew from three to six - how awesome is that?? Evelyn in third grade, Samuel in sixth grade, Samson in seventh grade, Alvin in second grade, and Boniface in fourth grade. Another friend also began sponsoring to sweet boys in third grade, Jev and Martin. God is SO good.
Sharing gifts, as an overzealous muzungu was very special this year (just the same as those I quietly admonished for creating a sense of entitlement, dependency, and lack of respect for the authority in place at KDS....) Yes, I became that sponsor with a small toy store in tow. It was so beautiful to see Samson, the oldest boy, help moderate between the younger kids. It was also so beautiful to see that child-like spark ignite when simple toys were presented-it was such a gift! Simplicity is not lost! It was also a special moment to be passing out the child's items (bibles, toys, candy-hey! I am only there once a year!!) and bags for each - again Samson helped. I had two reusable baby tiger bags (very masculine, obviously) that I passed out last -again it special to see him serve the others first, then himself last. The first shall be last, and the last first!
I am thankful for visiting the form one students that I taught two and three years ago. I am thankful for the work God is doing through them and I am encouraged. They are the game-changers of this continent!!
I am thankful for my team. For their encouragement, challenge, support and love. I will miss them dearly! The exuberance of some, the calming spirits of others, the rich prayers, the hearts full of joy, for igniting a deeper will to want to know God better, to love better, and be more like the Perfect One. Yesu Kristu - Our example.
I am thankful that I had the privilege to see first-hand what God is doing in Kenya, and that I get to share it.
I thank Lin for my word from God - "zeal." May this fire in my heart never extinguish.
Africa, you have my heart. Sweet friends, Do justice, love kindness, and forever walk humbly with your God! This is not good bye, but see you soon! Nakupenda!
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
He knows us perfectly
As I was reflecting today, I was sent this prayer:
Saint Theresa's Prayer
May today there be peace within.
May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.
May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you.
May you be content knowing you are a child of God.
Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.
It is there for each and every one of us..
I am comforted by the Comforter. He heals us, and I trust He is at work for those children! Amidst the heart pain of today (and that knot that still will not go away in my throat), I do have some amazing praise to share though! I added 2 precious young men to my African family! The holy spirit has been nudging me and He has been creating opportunities for me to see the potential in these two amazing souls.
Samuel is covered with burn scars on half his face and body due to an accident 4 years ago that had him in the ICU for a long time. He used to hide his face and not make eye contact with me on purpose. But this trip was different... he was smiling and seemed to have more confidence. I shared his story and how I was uplifted by him the first night during debriefing, then got to know him more. It was so awesome to see him run up to me each day and greet me. I learned his name and made a big deal each time I saw him. To see such a change in a boy that has been through so much is really special. So when I decided to add a child two days ago, my heart reached for Samson first - an older boy - 14 and in class 7 - who did not have a sponsor. He is a strong, tall young man with a spectacular academic record, drive, and love for Jesus all while having a humble spirit. I was so surprised he didn't have a sponsor, so I decided it was him. The older kids never get sponsored, and this only increases their somewhat jaded hearts. They see visitors come and go, and wonder if either this will be the ticket out of there, or will they forget me too? So it was decided, Samson was my guy....
Until Samuel, the tender heart with the scars was right next to him on the website. My life is beyond blessed-these children live in a small rented room, with their entire family; and after seeing them today firsthand, I am much more sensitive to what this really means. So my sweet clan includes Evelyn, Samson, who is about a foot taller than me, Samuel, and my mom's sponsored child Alvin. I have one additional child to meet with, Boniface, as he is my stepdad's mother's sponsored child.
I had the privilege to share the best gift in the world with each of them - their very own bible!!! I am so excited to share the one thing that will never fail them! Alvin went in a told his teacher, "My muzungu gave me a bible! A nice own that is big and hardcover!" I am his muzungu. I mean seriously, I melt.
I also had the honor of reciting the Lord's prayer in Kiswahili to the second grade class - and I pronounced everything correctly! It was really special for them because they saw it as me taking more value in learning their language more than just a few simple phrases. I also learned I love you, which is pretty much my favorite phrase. Nakupenda - I'm seriously in love inside those walls. Praise him!
Saint Theresa's Prayer
May today there be peace within.
May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.
May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you.
May you be content knowing you are a child of God.
Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.
It is there for each and every one of us..
I am comforted by the Comforter. He heals us, and I trust He is at work for those children! Amidst the heart pain of today (and that knot that still will not go away in my throat), I do have some amazing praise to share though! I added 2 precious young men to my African family! The holy spirit has been nudging me and He has been creating opportunities for me to see the potential in these two amazing souls.
Samuel is covered with burn scars on half his face and body due to an accident 4 years ago that had him in the ICU for a long time. He used to hide his face and not make eye contact with me on purpose. But this trip was different... he was smiling and seemed to have more confidence. I shared his story and how I was uplifted by him the first night during debriefing, then got to know him more. It was so awesome to see him run up to me each day and greet me. I learned his name and made a big deal each time I saw him. To see such a change in a boy that has been through so much is really special. So when I decided to add a child two days ago, my heart reached for Samson first - an older boy - 14 and in class 7 - who did not have a sponsor. He is a strong, tall young man with a spectacular academic record, drive, and love for Jesus all while having a humble spirit. I was so surprised he didn't have a sponsor, so I decided it was him. The older kids never get sponsored, and this only increases their somewhat jaded hearts. They see visitors come and go, and wonder if either this will be the ticket out of there, or will they forget me too? So it was decided, Samson was my guy....
Until Samuel, the tender heart with the scars was right next to him on the website. My life is beyond blessed-these children live in a small rented room, with their entire family; and after seeing them today firsthand, I am much more sensitive to what this really means. So my sweet clan includes Evelyn, Samson, who is about a foot taller than me, Samuel, and my mom's sponsored child Alvin. I have one additional child to meet with, Boniface, as he is my stepdad's mother's sponsored child.
I had the privilege to share the best gift in the world with each of them - their very own bible!!! I am so excited to share the one thing that will never fail them! Alvin went in a told his teacher, "My muzungu gave me a bible! A nice own that is big and hardcover!" I am his muzungu. I mean seriously, I melt.
I also had the honor of reciting the Lord's prayer in Kiswahili to the second grade class - and I pronounced everything correctly! It was really special for them because they saw it as me taking more value in learning their language more than just a few simple phrases. I also learned I love you, which is pretty much my favorite phrase. Nakupenda - I'm seriously in love inside those walls. Praise him!
Evelyn and I - my first sponsored child
Alvin is to my right - he is my mom's sponsored child, although he calls me "his muzungu" (white person)
My newest sponsored children Samuel and Samson!
Sweet Joshua!
Reading about praying. Best lesson ever!
Beautiful hands. I love them.
Ginger, my mentor and I!
Heartbreak and hope
Today we made Home Visits:
We walked down into the village where the majority of the KDS students live. The smells, the sounds, the flies and other bugs swarming, the treacherous walking through sewage and trash to get there; today was like no other. As much as you think you can understand as you drive through the slums, you have no idea. It is worse than any thought you could ever conjure up in your mind.
First, we visit Alice. Alice and her husband provide for their family by collecting items from the dump to sell. If he does not sell, he does not come home. So far he's been gone for 36 hours. Alice and her family of six live in one room; small, dark, and crowded, where they eat, sleep, cook, and sustain themselves. The entire room and path to their home are swarming with bugs, covered with dirty water and sewage. Trash is piled in bags outside the room, as these are the items that the parents have collected from the dump to survive. Two of their children go to KDS.
The dump is a curse; 30 acres of land, brimming with trash piled, filling a quarry first then 2,000 tons of Nairobi's trash, toxic, medical, agricultural, and residential waste all are dumped daily in one place. The dump is run by gangs. It is dangerous, literally sickening (studies have been done as far away as Japan for the negative health effects produced from the burning of the trash at the dump.) Unfortunately this same toxic place is sustanence for so many. People fight for the newest trucks filled with trash; children are drawn away from school to scavenge through. They return with heavy chest coughs and other sicknesses as it is incredibly destructive to their growing bodies.
Anna lives down by the river in a nicer one room home that was provided by the Dandora health workers and the community. Her food to feed the 5 grandchildren she has comes from the same health workers, the community, and the Dandora Catholic church. Anna's daughter died in November 2011, leaving Anna to take of them. To make matters worse, Anna's grandson drowned in the river alongside their home during the heavy floods. They still cannot find his body. Two of Anna's grandchildren attend KDS.
An entire family shares one room with many children and animals; danger; idleness abound; shanties connected with metal, wood, uneven ground, as the ground slopes downward to the river. There is trash everywhere; livestock walk and defacate freely; the smell of rotten fish, feces, and overwhelming trash overpowers your senses. Unschooled children call out to us as we pass. Feelings of sadness, disappointment in a world that doesn't even know this exists, the children, the people of God, in such a place is beyond heart-breaking. Fear begins to creep in as we trudge through one of the most dangerous places in the world, rampant with gang activity; we walk cautiously as well know to well that desperate circumstances draw people to illegal, hazardous activities and crime.
Finally, in all the pain, reproach, disgust, and hurt, I find praise. I thank God that He allowed me to see the devastating poverty that more than half the world lives in. I thank God for breaking my heart and not letting this message die within me. I thank God for the hope that comes from Him alone. I know we talk a pretty great talk when it comes to loving God alone and not worrying about material possessions.... if you could only see and experience this, you would understand this in a whole new way. I thank God for the strength I have right now, and I am grateful that He has honored me with this privilege to take the message of Dandora elsewhere.
Today, be thankful, and most importantly, pray.
If this is how I feel, I can only imagine the pain God feels at his children suffering. Pray for protection, hope, trust, provision, and change in a dark place! Pray that the love of Christ would be received. Pray that the hearts that have experienced this would share the message. Today was the first time in three years that I cried in front of staff members. It was incredibly emotional; I am not impervious to the injustice. God has given me strength to endure, but today, today will be used for His glory.
We walked down into the village where the majority of the KDS students live. The smells, the sounds, the flies and other bugs swarming, the treacherous walking through sewage and trash to get there; today was like no other. As much as you think you can understand as you drive through the slums, you have no idea. It is worse than any thought you could ever conjure up in your mind.
First, we visit Alice. Alice and her husband provide for their family by collecting items from the dump to sell. If he does not sell, he does not come home. So far he's been gone for 36 hours. Alice and her family of six live in one room; small, dark, and crowded, where they eat, sleep, cook, and sustain themselves. The entire room and path to their home are swarming with bugs, covered with dirty water and sewage. Trash is piled in bags outside the room, as these are the items that the parents have collected from the dump to survive. Two of their children go to KDS.
The dump is a curse; 30 acres of land, brimming with trash piled, filling a quarry first then 2,000 tons of Nairobi's trash, toxic, medical, agricultural, and residential waste all are dumped daily in one place. The dump is run by gangs. It is dangerous, literally sickening (studies have been done as far away as Japan for the negative health effects produced from the burning of the trash at the dump.) Unfortunately this same toxic place is sustanence for so many. People fight for the newest trucks filled with trash; children are drawn away from school to scavenge through. They return with heavy chest coughs and other sicknesses as it is incredibly destructive to their growing bodies.
Anna lives down by the river in a nicer one room home that was provided by the Dandora health workers and the community. Her food to feed the 5 grandchildren she has comes from the same health workers, the community, and the Dandora Catholic church. Anna's daughter died in November 2011, leaving Anna to take of them. To make matters worse, Anna's grandson drowned in the river alongside their home during the heavy floods. They still cannot find his body. Two of Anna's grandchildren attend KDS.
An entire family shares one room with many children and animals; danger; idleness abound; shanties connected with metal, wood, uneven ground, as the ground slopes downward to the river. There is trash everywhere; livestock walk and defacate freely; the smell of rotten fish, feces, and overwhelming trash overpowers your senses. Unschooled children call out to us as we pass. Feelings of sadness, disappointment in a world that doesn't even know this exists, the children, the people of God, in such a place is beyond heart-breaking. Fear begins to creep in as we trudge through one of the most dangerous places in the world, rampant with gang activity; we walk cautiously as well know to well that desperate circumstances draw people to illegal, hazardous activities and crime.
Finally, in all the pain, reproach, disgust, and hurt, I find praise. I thank God that He allowed me to see the devastating poverty that more than half the world lives in. I thank God for breaking my heart and not letting this message die within me. I thank God for the hope that comes from Him alone. I know we talk a pretty great talk when it comes to loving God alone and not worrying about material possessions.... if you could only see and experience this, you would understand this in a whole new way. I thank God for the strength I have right now, and I am grateful that He has honored me with this privilege to take the message of Dandora elsewhere.
Today, be thankful, and most importantly, pray.
If this is how I feel, I can only imagine the pain God feels at his children suffering. Pray for protection, hope, trust, provision, and change in a dark place! Pray that the love of Christ would be received. Pray that the hearts that have experienced this would share the message. Today was the first time in three years that I cried in front of staff members. It was incredibly emotional; I am not impervious to the injustice. God has given me strength to endure, but today, today will be used for His glory.
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