When I open up my home page on Firefox, it opens to this page: http://theworldrace.org/?tab=blogs&subtab=blogsearch&howmany=100.
Now, I will peruse through the day's posts and randomly read certain ones that catch my fancy, other than squad-mates or friends' blogs I'm subscribed to.
I constantly get the feeling that I'm off-the-rocker and just plain crazy, but then I will rebuke those thoughts and remember the reality that I, yes I, am apart of a movement that is taking the world for the Kingdom of God.
I see posts of past World Racers (my squad now included in that of course) and see where God is taking them. Some go on to work for Adventures in Missions, others squad lead the next group of Racers, while still others get called to even more here in the States and abroad. (http://agendalove.com/)
Bethsaida Portalatin currently in Thailand with Lighthouse in Action 😀
I see posts of current World Racers and am so encouraged by the fact that more of my brothers and sisters are being called forth into the Kingdom and drawn into Papa's presence like never before. I'll read of the struggles they go through, the redemptions they are apart of in their own hearts and in the hearts of others around the world. Or I'll read of more children of God being released from their prisons and being ushered into the family of God. It's so beautiful and my heart overwhelms with pride that I'm apart of this.
I will even see up and coming World Racers and the struggles they are facing each and every day before they launch. Sometimes I will feel led to send them an encouraging word or tell them to feel free to pick my brain with questions. Encouragement is one of my gifts, so being able to do this for the next group has been amazing!
Then, through these connections, I see the dots lining up all over the world with other ministries and other brothers and sisters stepping out in faith to bring Kingdom to their neighbors and families.
I find myself talking with Daddy, "WOW!! You are moving everywhere Papa. You are opening up your heavens, opening hearts and setting captives free…in MY lifetime!"
Daddy responds, "Of course I am son! It's time for a fresh wave of my Spirit, of me."
Of course, the enemy doesn't like these realizations and revelations. He has constantly been trying to get me down, whether discouragement because my Kickstarter project isn't generating the funds I'll need to publish my poetry book; or the accuser trying to have me fall for the woman of God I talked to on the phone tonight and accusing me because of it. Even taunting me in the reality that my timeline of going to London/Ireland in January was completely off.
I, however, just begin to laugh at all his ploys because I know NONE of them could EVER tear me from the grasp of Jesus.
…And so, I rest in Him and await the further guidance of my First Love, my Daddy, and will more than happily take in time with my family (even if I think it's chaotic around here). But please support my poetry project: http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/608642868/my-hope-eternal
Ti-Ti
Jaeda!
