this past month on the race has been the turning point of my story; of this season of life
month eight was in kenya!!
month 8 i remember leaving LAX on october 7th & thinking OMG! i have a whole year of this!!!
but that year is almost up
 
since thailand (month 4) i have been in and out of hospitals..
the antibotics i have been taken have been in such large doses that my body began to shut down…
my immune system became weaker and weaker
and i couldnt fight off infection

 

so the first week getting into kenya..i got sick..i automatically thought MALARIA!
but the doctors said it was  a simple stomach infection that would be gone in a week
 
over the course of a week i was 20 times worse than i was in the beginning
long story short i ended up with my 3rd hospital stay of 5 days!
[i have to say African hospitals dont stand a chance against the international hospitals in Thailand and Cambodia..
but the staff were so sweet and my contact's family && my team where praying for me non-stop]

 

i remembering sitting in that hospital bed looking at my iv..listening to kenra sleep..and being SO MAD at God!!
i didnt understand why i was sick again
i didnt understand why i was still on the race
i just didnt understand anything
i had made up in my mind that i was going home!
i was done with this craziness
in my mind it had come down to life or death

i couldnt put my team through me being sick again
i couldnt call my mom a million miles away
&& say "hey im in the hospital again,
but dont worry im fine;
even though im in AFRICA"
i couldnt handle it spiritually,
my body couldnt handle it physically,
my viens were closing up
i couldnt get a vein big enough for an iv
& i found myself stuck in this sense of "couldnt"
[my dad has always said "couldn't never could!"]

me saying that i can't do this or couldn't do that had become a mindset
a lie that i spoke over my self that the enemy had whispered into my ear
i had made up in mind that i was going to be sick every month until i went home
that i truly was not capable of being healed
or freed from my constant prescription medicenes

 i slowly realized through a lot of prayer and time with daddy that i have ALL THE AUTHORITY that i need
because HE gives it freely to us!
we dont have to earn it or pay for it
or even take a class online to have a degree in authority

when we give our lives over to the Lord he gives us his God-Given authority
i have the authority to speak against the lies the enemy speaks over me!!
i have the authority to pray for healing for myself!!
i have the authority over my body and nursing it back to health!!
I HAVE IT!
 i had to learn how to use it..

 

i forgot the importance of anointing oil and how its a tangible substance of the holy spirit
my contact pastor mary "mom" reminded me of how strong prayer is
and how anointing someone with oil is only that much more efficent
so i went out got me a bottle of olive oil, blessed it, and put a note on it that says "NO WEAPON"!
&& im not afriad to pray over my stomach if im having stomach pain
or anoint my nose if i cant stop sneezing and have a crazy cold

when i feel sick i dont say "o man im sick again, whoopee!"
i say" im not sick in the name of jesus, enemy you have no hold on me!!!"
i know i sound like one of those crazy jesus freaks
but the excitment i find in knowing that i am the Lords!!
&& he is keeping me right in his arms and taking care of me
makes it all worth while..

i encourage you to ask yourself "where does my authority lie?"
does it lie in your spouse, your pastor, your parents,
how about the enemy and the lies he speaks over you?
you have the right to take it back!
take what has been stolen from you
 take control of your life..

and the circumstances that surround you!
know that you are loved!
you are important!
and you are worthy enough to be saved!

walk in authority and speak the truth you wish to see over your own life!! <3