Hey supporters, just dropping in with a blog full of sweet pictures, and where the Lord has me, and what he is revealing to me.
A day of gardening. A day of planting seeds, expectant that fruit will come from it, and learning to be ok with not seeing the fruit immediately.
Also learning that I am a woman of strength.
I pulled this huge root out of the ground, after saying “Im not strong enough.”
This root just stood for so much more. I am a woman of strength. I am a woman who leans on the father for her strength, which makes me stronger. I am a woman that when she is weak, and broken, is still strong. I am a woman who is realizing that feeling deeply is strong. That showing gratitude, hurt, love, and all the feelings through tears, is strong, and tangible, and special. I am a woman who wants to get to the root of things.
Thanks God.
Joy. A word that has been spoken over my life while being in Guatemala. I use to believe that I was a woman of sadness. Thats not my portion. I am a woman of joy, and my stream of sadness, has turned into a little pond, and I now have a waterfall of joy. Thanks God for a waterfall of joy that comes from you and gratitude that flows through my heart. Thank you for days that bring so much thankfulness. Thanks God for the type of joy, that tears begin to flow down my cheeks. Thanks God for a day that looked like picking up trash in the streets, and ending it having child-like perspective in one of my favorite places. Having Joy no matter the circumstance is one of the many sweet things the Father has revealed to me.
Equipped. I am a woman who is capable. A woman who through the father is equipped for anything. Thank you God that I am capable of teaching English. Thank you God that when my flesh said, no, you said, “Lean on me.” Thank you God that when I was alone, I could lean on you during class. Thank you God that your language, is a language of Holy Spirit, and love. Thank you God for Brittany who represents and models a woman who knows she is capable. Thanks God. Thanks God. Thanks God. Thank you God for breaking language barriers. Heres to my very last class as a sixth grade teacher in Guatemala. Oh how I am so grateful to know and be a woman who is capable. A woman who is equipped. Not today Satan. Not Today.
Home.
This is what home looks like for me in this season.
A prayer wall. A wall of people we have gotten to meet, and people back at home, that are being covered in prayer.
A bed that has been un-bunked, with pictures and letters.
Buying a cake randomly in Parramos, and eating it in the floor of our room.
Having team dinners on Sundays.
Team movie nights, watching the Goonies (even though I fell asleep)
Wherever these sweet faces go.
Thank you Father for P31 and thank you father for a team that chooses each other, and continues to FIGHT for each other.
Home sweet home.
A woman who is declaring to walk in the alignment of who the Father says she is.
a woman of strength.
a woman of joy.
a woman who is equipped & capable.
a woman who is beautiful.
a Princess. My father is a King for goodness sake.
a woman who is enough.
Who is loved
And Worthy.
and Chosen.
My father says these things about me, and he is truth.
A woman who actually doesn’t allow the enemy to tell her who she is.
Thanks God.
Thanks Father for revealing the sweetest things to me. Revealing the truths about me. So much thankfulness.
