Hey family! Like I mentioned in an earlier post, I had the opportunity to go on a missions trip to Costa Rica earlier this month. To say that it was amazing would be an understatement. It was beyond amazing seeing God work! He not only moved in the hearts of those in Costa Rica, but in the hearts of the team and in my own heart. I entered the trip with chains and left the trip SO much freer. I left believing and experiencing the fact that I was fully known and fully loved by our amazing God. It was such a blessing being His hands and feet!
One of the highlights of the trip for me was definitely praying. Being a part of the prayer/evangelism team, we spent at least one or two hours in prayer together every day, which was newer to me. Oftentimes I forget how important prayer is –that without it, none of the other ministries can really happen! It was humbling but encouraging praying with my amazing team. I had to continually remind myself that it wasn’t about how good my prayer was or how eloquent the words I used were, but that it was about what GOD can do, not me. Also, at the end of a women’s event/service, there was an altar call in which women who wanted to encounter God/accept Jesus could come to the front. I went up to pray for those who were there, and as I was praying, I said, “Thank you, God, that she is free.” And it just hit me. She was free. She was free…she was FREE!! I just started bawling with her, and our tears fell onto the floor together. It was suchhh a beautiful moment! I’ll never forget that. I don’t even know if I was crying for her or for me (it also hit me that I was free) - or maybe it was for both of us!
Heyyy family! I just got back last week from Costa Rica and let me just say that God is SOOO GOOD. Like wow. I could go on and on about the trip, but I'ma save that for a later post (more like postss because there's soo much!!). Today, though, I wanted to share something that actually happened before I left.
When I was young, I was often by myself. We'd go to events or family dinners or parties, and I would be in the corner, alone. It wasn't necessarily that people didn't want me to join them. It may have been because I, as a shy kid, was too afraid to join. But I never thought of that then - I just kinda felt left out all the time and doubted myself.
Even though I'm much older now, I still have scars from that. I still hurt from it (though not as much) It still pops up every now and then. Insecurity is so real and feeling left out is something that a ton of people feel but only a few talk about!
A few days/weeks (I forget) before leaving on my trip, an image popped into my mind (no coincidence, fam!).
Hey everyone! I know it's been a looong time since I've posted something, so thank you all SO much for your patience! It's been a wild, exciting, and challenging month, and today I just wanted to share about what's going on in my life and how God has been working in me and showing Himself to me!
First of all, I'm going on a missions trip to Costa Rica TODAY!! (Please please keep me and the beautiful people there in your prayers!) It's been just really really cool how God directed me to this certain trip and made it clear to me that this was the one. As I've been getting closer to the departure date, there's been a lot of stress, spiritual attack, and fear. I have to remind myself that it's okay to not have it all together. It's okay to not be perfect. In fact - I can't be perfect. And it's okay to cry. The devil wants us to be strong, to not cry, to be all put-together. Why? Because if we are, then we'll think we don't need God. But we do. And we're all broken and in desperate need of our Savior!
Hey family (; I know this post is on the longer side, but I really encourage you to read through it (and I promise it won't be boring!).
Early this morning (I wrote this on the 10th), as I was having my devotion, I started to pray. I had been praying for maybe fifteenish minutes when my back started hurting, and so I lay down and continued to pray. Yea…I don't recommend doing this. My bed felt especially comfy today and before I knew it, I was sound asleep…
But as I was sleeping, I had this dream:
Me and two of my friends are inside my church, minding our own business and that stuff when suddenly someone comes running to us, yelling at me to hide because a mob was coming to get me specifically. Frantic, we race into a lil corner that was somewhat sealed off from the hallway, where they are coming. My heart's racing fast as I hear the yells and the footsteps coming closer.
"What do we do, what to we do?" I ask my two friends.
"Here, take this straw and cup - " orders the older of my friends. "And dig into that wall right there. We'll crawl in and be safe."
Dear Father ~
Nine days ago, I went on a one-day missions’ trip with Unity4Orphans. Father, it was so eye-opening and heartbreaking. It’s crazy that in my little world, I’m constantly complaining about what I have or don’t have, wishing for more cute clothes, more food – more anything, basically – when those kids over at the orphanage have nothing. They’ve lost their families, their parents, and they live solely on faith, trusting that You will provide for them each day. The kids there get so little attention and so little love – not that those in charge aren’t loving them, but that they ratio of adults to kids is so imbalanced. Over here, I’m thriving, so much so that I’ve lost track of what’s truly important. I get so caught up in pleasing the world, pleasing the guys – when all these kids want is to be heard and loved!! People visit them maybe a few times a month, but what about the other days? How do they keep on going, keep on pushing through, when every day is a battle in itself?
Okay...this story is kinda embarrassing haha but I’mma have to share it:
Soo I've never liked bugs. Correction: I'm scared of big bugs (little ones are cute...once we had a funeral for a roly-poly, complete with a song). Yesterday, I was in my online five a.m. class at home, participating and learning and that stuff (and eaaating) when I see this giant mosquito by my foot. AHH! In case you don't know, mosquitoes are those big bugs with a long needle like something for a mouth and they bite you and suck your blood and stuff. It's also caused a lot of diseases. But besides all that, it was a bug. I gave a little shriek (thank goodness my feet were covered by my blanket) and tried to scoot away from it. I don't know what I was thinking - I had headphones on for class and was pretty much stuck in front of the computer in the small room with a blood sucking mosquito right near me. And what if it laid its eggs in my water??
"I have said these things to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation, but take heart;
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"I will give thanks to you, Lord, with all of my heart; I will tell of all your wonderful deeds."