Every tribe, every tongue, every nation...

Every time, and it never fails, that I see young children from different nations I can't help but think about the impact that they are going to make. The impact that they will make on the people around them and ultimately their home country as they develop into the leaders that God has called them to be. Getting the opportunity to share the love of Christ with children from many different nations and backgrounds on Saturday was one of the most precious things that I have ever had the chance to do.

Thinking about the event during the week and how I could prepare for it was nothing compared to how the Holy Spirit and God's love was able to prepare me once I arrived at the church. I had to let every worry and anxiety about working with children and handling them fall to the wayside. And when I did... I was able to just love them. Right away, I found a friend. A little girl from Nepal came up to me and told me about how one of the boys was teasing her. I took her hand and invited her to sit with me. As we listened to the directions, she braided my hair. I felt like I had become part of the community. The kids were so open, and eager to learn about Jesus. I smiled and laughed as a young boy responded to the fact that we would be "walking where Jesus walked" during the guided tour with, "On water?!"

And throughout the day I felt the Holy Spirit welling up inside of me, joy bursting within me. These are the leaders of the world, the next generation; young Pauls, Davids and Marys; revolutionists, world-changers. These are the children of promise.

1,2,3...

Hearing the voice of God...

something beautiful, unique, and often seen as difficult.

As rain patters on the ground and birds chirp in waking, I am reminded of God's promises. Swooping carefree from one branch to another, they sing a song of praise. I want to be carefree like the sparrow, with a natural spring of praise overflowing from my heart.

I was reminded the other day not to overcomplicate things. Sometimes I get to the point of frustration in trying to hear from God, or just feel distracted. It is in the stillness of my mind that He is able to speak the loudest.

"Be still and know that I am God, " He says with great care. (Psalm 46:10)

It has been 3 days here at YWAM, but I am learning a lot. I am so grateful for this opportunity to rest in God and to have such a great family to encourage me here. I know that God is working on me with seeing Him as my perfect and loving Father that I can run to at any time and with so much more, and I am so glad that I can already see my confidence building. I keep getting the image of sitting on His lap. Him holding me close. I know He's telling me how much He loves me, I'm just waiting for that day when I will be completely unashamed and confident to jump up on His lap.




It has been hard, in some ways, thinking about the Father aspect of God. I have pushed the thoughts about my dad to the back of my mind, trying to ignore them, but I have decided to do that no longer. I said in some ways before though because God has been a wonderful Father to me and been there in ways that my earthly father couldn't, I just want to discover more about that aspect of God and to be able to just run and embrace Him.

Joy. Unspeakable Joy.

Inexplicable joy...

There is no other feeling like it.

Knowing that God has something planned for you, something bigger than yourself, and all you can do is hold on and watch God work through you. It's amazing.

God has showered His love and blessings on me and I just don't know what to do. I'm gonna share this love, is what I'm gonna do.

It's like this past Sunday when I was covered in prayer by the youth group at my church. As soon as Bill announced it, people crowded in to lay hands on me. And I could hear prayers coming from every direction. It was absolutely incredible. I love those kids and I am so blessed to have so many people supporting me and loving me.

I will never be the same because of the people that God has placed in my path.

It is not just the monetary blessings that have helped me... there have been so many thoughtful acts that people have done. Providing me with meals, thinking about the things that I may need or love to take with me, and of course the prayers.... I have been showered in prayer. From the time I got to Hope Chapel, up until this point, I have been covered by prayer. I love it! I am so blessed and I owe it all to Jesus. I am ready to go spread His name and His love! So, ready!