I'm tired of being people I'm not....

Yesterday God called me to pray. So I remembered Beth Moore in a video I saw Monday where God told her to get prostate on the ground. So I did, them I thought I think I remember so and so praying through Psalms and so I did. Then I thought God I'm sure I'm missing out on opportunities you have for me to serve you outside and I left. Wow, I missed it. I forgot to acknowledge He was and is with me. I forgot to ask Him what He wanted me to do. I didn't speak to Him, I mean really, speak to Him. Like "ok, I know you called me here, now what. Teach me. Show me how big you are so I can give you the glory you deserve....etc....etc." I spend so much of my time seeing others and thinking I want that but don't really go to the One who can give it too me. God is calling me to prayer and I say "Hold on I'm too busy serving" I think He's thinking" How in the world do you know what I want you to do when you haven't even spoken to me yet?" I've got to go....pray......

God's Princesses..........

Priscilla's (one of the staff ladies here) mom is here to share with the girls on our campus about how God has made them to be His princesses. She will share about our identity in Christ, about issues of sex and intimacy and how He wants us to be His daughters. Will you pray with me as she speaks tonight to the guys and girls but them will address the girls Thursday, Friday and Monday nights. These messages are what so many of our girls really need (ok adults to, really just me,,,haha). Pray that God will work His supernatural power as He speaks truth into their lives.

I wanted to re post my entry from March 31, 2008

I love how faithful God is......

I used to agree with this statement. I often would decide what I would do and how I'd live life by the way I feel. Often thinking maybe there is a reason I don't want to do this or that....... At about mid way through my life I have figured out the reason. At least for most of the time its laziness or disobedience.....not wanting to go out of my comfort zone or stretching myself. I am realizing that often I think Satan can get my seeing how much of an effort obeying God can be and I'm quickly justifying disobedience. Last week I had made plans to visit the Rio. No real reason just to visit. That right there gave me my first excuse to overcome. Meme doesn't know I'm going, I don't have to go. And still I knew God wanted me there. Thankfully God is good and patient and I believe I was able to hear his voice louder because I have been in a consistent quiet time lately. I went with a knot in my stomach not sure what to expect. Long story short, the Lord blessed my socks off. I spent an hour talking with a man recovering from gangreen. His life is a miracle and a second chance of sorts. Meme was speaking the truth in love and sharing Jesus with him. Juan listened, agreed and prayed with us. He has many needs both physical and spiritual. Please pray for him and for his many medical needs. He is diabetic as is his mom. He has asthma and is recovering from skin grafts in his private area. He is unable to walk and has fluid built up in his lungs. He is bedridden and is trying desperately to avoid sores. He is hungry for visitors and is amazed when we shared that so many have been praying for him. God is good.
I could have taken the easy road and sat by the pool that day. Praise God, he is persistant with us. Instead of being comfortable, I spent the afternoon in a small, hot stinky room talking of heavenly matters, praying with a hunger man (spiritually) and loving every minute of it. Is there something God is asking you to do that you don't feel like doing..........go for it. You could have your socks blessed off too.

ok I didn't write it but I remember that day praying Juan would some day share his testimony. I even told Juan that. He reminded me last Sat. Almost a year later with some ups and downs. God is faithful all the time.

Happy Anniversary Dos Rios Soup Kitchen

Okay that what I have to call it until Meme names it something. Last friday the "comedor" or soup kitchen of Meme's celebrated its one year anniversary. Satan tried to ruin things be confusing some comunications with the planning early in the morning. We continued to focus on the day at hand and all the things God had in store. We had around 100 people attend. Juan, the man who was in a coma about a year ago and near death, shared his testimony. He gave God the glory for the great things He's done in his life. I will look back, I remember writing an excerpt in this blog about him and praying one day he would give testimony. God is good in answering prayers. Guille, Meme's sister also gave testimony. The Lord has done great things in her life as well. He had delivered her from drugs, literally saved her from a bus accident before bringing her to a saving faith. Most recently He provided money for a strangulated hernia operation. Pastor Rene spoke about Joshua and how the Lord asked him to make a stack of rocks taken from the middle of the Jordan when the Lord divided it for the Israelites to pass through. (Joshua 4)
In verse 24 it says, " He did this so that all the peoples of the earth might know that the hand of the Lord is powerful and so that you might always fear the Lord your God."
That is so what I believe the Lord wants for the people at the Rio. ..... well for all of us really...... Praise God for He is good, powerful and worthy to be praised.

Francisco

1 Corinthians 12:21-26
"The eye cannot say to the hand, "I don't need you!" And the head cannot say to the feet, "I don't need you!" On the contrary, those parts of the body that seem to be weaker are indispensable, and the parts that we think are less honorable we treat with special honor. And the parts that are unpresentable are treated with special modesty, while our presentable parts need no special treatment. But God has convinced the members of the body and has given greater honor to the parts that lacked it, so that there should be no division in the body, but that its parts should have equal concern for each other. If one part suffers, every part suffers with it;if one part is honored, every part rejoices with it."
Francisco was a 41 year old man at Douglas. He had lived there since he was three. for 38 years he never had a visitor. I don't think he was ever diagnosed with anything official but displayed a mental disability. He was also known to have epileptic seizures. Francisco was a quiet man that the Casa Hogar Douglas allowed to keep living there and work on their property. Last night as I came up to Beth to get the details of his passing she was talking to some of her girls. They were shocked by the news and saddened as they all lived at Douglas for sometime. Beth told them that "what the earth threw away, God now is receiving as his own son."
Franciso didn't know his biological family, however CH Douglas became his family. Would you join me in prayer this morning for all at Douglas. They are all hurting. These "body" of believers are suffering the loss of one of their own. How fun it will be to see Francisco with a new mind and body in heaven some day. Thank you.

New Things.......

My life is full of new things these days. Almost not a day goes by without experiencing something new. Meeting someone new, learning a new word, going somewhere new, eating something new, learning a new cultural thing, or seeing a new face to these great mountains. Tomorrow I'm going to do another new thing. Tomorrow I will go to the MARCO stands for Museum of Arte Contemporary. I'm interested in art but don't know much about it. Edit is a fun girl here on our property. She is the artsy type and God has allowed me to get to know her a bit. Anyway, I will spend the morning with her learning about art and prayerfully developing a friendship in which God will allow me to be a part of her life and share Him with her. She has known Him in her past however since her mom died she admittedly built up walls. Join me in praying she will be open as He draws her back to himself. Amen.

another update on Erika

My neighbor Betty spoke to Olga, who is caring for Erika's wounds. Praise God as it appears that they continue to heal well and she is doing very well. Please continue to pray as she still has time until the wounds fully close. Thanks for all your prayers. You all are great.

an healing experience......

I have tried three times to write this, our computer turns off randomly and its not the cord. I think someone doesn't want me writing this one.....can you pray that God will heal computers????
Ok I must start by telling you last summer during a basketball game with group members I stubbed my middle finger that didn't seem to ever recover. My middle joint ached especially in the mornings. In the fall as the weather got cooler I found in both hands my joints were achy, stiff, especially in the morning. The pain and stiffness came and went. I usually knew it was going to rain before it looked that way. However my joints weren't noticeably swollen or red. My conclusion was that I might be having early signs of arthritis. My Aunt had it something awful which included her hands being severely deformed. In just the short 8 months I had begun to think I needed to change how I opened jars (as I felt it every time) and just do things to protect my joints.
Well, now to yesterday. I got up early not feeling like a ball of fire but I had an appointment to take 3 ladies to get labs done. I didn't really have to go as the cost was small and perhaps I could trust them not to spend that money on other things. Instead I felt the Lord leading me to go. The appointments were uneventful. However the stop on the way home was anything but. We stopped at a taco stand on the way home. The ladies had to fast for their blood draws so it seemed fitting to eat on the way home. We had stopped at this spot before. The owner and cook is a Christian, funny and very nice. The last time we were there he teased me about if I wanted dog or donkey to eat. This time he was more serious. As I ate he stared at me, in a caring way. However his eyes looked deep and compassionate. I asked him " How are you? Como esta?" Quickly he asked how I was? How's your hands he said? I thought it was odd for him to ask. So I asked why? He responded that God told him to pray for my hands. Damelos. "Give them to me." He asks and prays for healing for my hands. Now it has been hot during the days here but cold in the morning. As he prayed I felt such warmth on my hands. This morning I felt no stiffness or discomfort that I have felt for atleast 6 months now. As I left I thanked him for the food for my body and soul. God touched me yesterday. He healed me I believe. I have been praying for the gift of healing and yesterday I recieved the gift of healing for me hands. I don't know if God would chose me to be used to heal others. Praise God for His healing touch.