It has been a while since I posted last and I am sorry for that. I have tried many times to load some photo blogs but the internet just does not want to cooperate. Hopefully when I am States side and the internet is more relievable I will be able to fix that.
So what has God been doing in my life?
That is such a common question here on the race. Team mates, squad mates, leaders and coaches all ask it. Going into Cambodia from Malaysia I really didn't know what God was going to throw at me next. He did not leave me wondering for long though.
Pray
That simple. Just pray. Now for those who know me best you can imagine how I reacted. What do you mean pray? Pray for what? Pray for who? How often? All these questions started coming up and I had no answer. Just pray. So every now and then I would pray. Prayer for my team, my contact, the villages and the people. God soon made it clear that I was missing the message. He had said to pray and I was still stuck praying the way I always did. What I had missed was that He did not want me to pray with any kind of agenda.
One day we were getting ready to go to a village for a prayer walk. During our morning prayer time I knew that I was not suppose to go. I did not want to listen. It made no sense why I should not go besides the growing feeling that was starting to make me sick inside. So I talked with my team leader and told her what was going on. Letting her know what I was feeling the Spirit tell me and that I wanted to come. Wisely she prayed for me right there on the porch. She then said that I was not coming with them but staying back and praying. Not the answer I was hoping for. I had no idea what I was to pray for. I had no idea who I was to pray for.
So how do you pray when you have NO CLUE!!!!
You open your mouth and let the Holy Spirit take over that's how. God had given the gift of praying in tongues to me last month and now finally I knew why. So that when he called me to pray I wouldn't ask for who or what. I would simply open my month and let him guide me. I ended up praying the whole time the team was gone. Afterwards I felt refreshed and energized. I had just prayed for over an hour and I felt great. God never told why I had to stay back and pray that day. Maybe I was praying for me and didn't know. One thing I do know is that is doesn't matter.
