So I haven’t been feeling well for a few days. I was a couple days ago, but I think I ate too much but also something else wasn’t right yet. So I haven’t eaten much the past few days. I just had an uneasy stomach that was NOT in the mood for the food here. Also the other night, my neck mysteriously starting hurting so I decided to just go to bed to avoid having to deal with it. So I lay down and decide to have Shannon come and pray for me since I am working on that and she is walking in that gift. BOOM! So she does and at that point I start to feel hot. She even prays for God to cool me off. It is no more than 15 minutes and I am to the point where I call Colby in to confirm what I already knew. That I had a sweet fever. I was so hot even I could tell by feeling my stomach. So I begin to shiver so I get in my sleeping bag liner and go to sleep. But before I do I start thanking God for everything I could think of. My team, where I am now, and whatever came to mind. About 3 hours later I am awake, COMPLETELY DRENCHED in sweat. So the fever had broke but this place is SO HOT at night. So I go out and cool off and get some water to rinse and cool off with. About an hour later I go to bed and get up feeling better. So I am glad I listened to God and have her pray over me because I believe that helped me that night.
I still don’t eat much that day, but I am overall doing better. I have some energy but still not a WHOLE lot of an appetite. I swear it’s what they were fixing. Except for the beans and rice they serve here is BOMB, which is what we had tonight!! YAY! So this was after Colby and I talked for about an hour. I was listening to a Francis Chan podcast and God reminded me that I need to pray for people. So I turn the ipod off and proceed. So I am praying for my teammates, the other team, Josh and Lia, and for others. And God says, “Roll over and have Colby pray for your healing.” I am like what? No, in the morning. But still like, is this God or me? Should I? Then I get that feeling where you know you can’t not do it now! I was like ok, 3,2,….then he moved and I asked him if he was awake and he said yeah and I told him I think God wants you to pray for me. So of course he does and it was great. I loved the feeling of obedience to the father. That he told me and I did and now I am having my brother pray for me at 10PM in a mud house in Mozambique! I LOVE MY LIFE! So that in turn becomes an hour convo about all kinds of things. I just love seeing that move forward when all it takes is nothing really. So good! AND earlier that day we went and blessed Peter with 2 fans. One for his room and one for ours until we leave! So yeah! We can now sleep without becoming dehydrated overnight!
