Well hello there, everyone. It has
been a year since I’ve written, I think.
I wanted to fill you all in on my life.
I am currently going through a similar culture shock as I did last year
at this time. I am almost home after
being away for 3 months in Mozambique.
I know it’s bright…but still cool!
At the end of September I hopped on a plane not knowing if I would make it
to Mozambique or not, however, that was my destination. A few weeks earlier I had applied for an IRIS
missions school in Mozambique. I was
accepted and then a week before the school started, I decided I would attend
the school. This may sound a bit last
minute to many, but it seems to be a trend in my life to make big decisions
very close to the deadline. It’s all
good 🙂
There are many consequences to late decisions in overseas travel. One being that you usually need a visa to
enter the country. A week before I left,
I sent my passport and visa to the Mozambican embassy in the United
States. It didn’t arrive in time for my
first flight out of Nova Scotia, but God is good and planned everything. I arrived at my first stop in Montreal, got a
taxi and went to the UPS store and retrieved my passport, along with my
Mozambican visa!!!! There are many more
details, but just know that God is awesome!
So I went back to the airport and got on my plane to London and then to
Tanzania and then to Mozambique! I made it.
I wasn’t sure how it all worked out, but I knew I was in Mozambique.
Oh what joy!!! This was one of my
favourite countries on the World Race and when I left it last year I thought I
would probably be back some day and thus is the beginnings of my second Mozambican adventure 🙂
The IRIS Harvest School was started by Heidi and Rolland Baker from the
United States. The school was filled
with 280 students from 27 nations around the world. Along with our missions school, there was a
Bible School for Mozambicans which ran at the same time. Every other day we all had
classes together. On the other days we
had classes separately.
Our classes consisted of hearing from speakers from all around the world
including Holland, the United States, Canada, Norway, Australia and
Mozambique.
The building on the right is where we had classes everyday!
Alright, that’s enough of those type of details, now for the real meat!
WHAT DID I LEARN?
Oodles.
Seriously, oodles!
I went to this school to grow deeper in God and to really solidify many of
the things I learned on the World Race.
On the World Race I was exposed to many different aspects of a life of
one who follows Jesus. I saw poverty, Christian
community, love, slavery, joy, prophecy, darkness, the power of prayer and how
GREAT God is! It was so much and I
arrived home not knowing what to do. I
didn’t know who I was and how I was supposed to approach any of these things in
my life back home. How was I supposed to
share Jesus with the whole world? I felt
completely unsettled at home even though I knew I had changed and that God had
done great works in me.
At this school I was exposed to even more
I wasn’t aware of before, or if i was aware of it, I was scared of
it. I was scared of miracles because I
didn’t want to be disappointed. I was
scared of the Holy Spirit because I didn’t know the comfort strength that He gives. I was scared of the HUGE power that God has
because I didn’t acknowledge Him using it.
I know that I am set apart by God. I have been made perfect in His eyes. I know He has a great plan for me. I know He
speaks to me. I know I am His
daughter… I am a daughter of the MOST HIGH KING!
This is where we lived 🙂
Throughout the school I listened to the speakers, I was prayed for by many
influential Christians but most importantly I was continually seeking God. I wanted God to speak to me when I prayed. I
wanted to see God in everything. I wanted to be thankful to Him and to just be
with Him always. The biggest combatant
against any attack is knowing who you are in Christ and being thankful for
every situation. God has been showing me
who I am in Him. He made me, who better
to tell me who I am!
Now as I make my way home from Mozie, I know that I am His. I seek Him daily and I know that wherever I
go, He is with me. My foundations are in
Him and therefore I can have full peace and joy!!!!!!!!!!
I saw these beautiful clouds while leaving Mozambique.
Alrighty, well I will perhaps write more later. We shall see. I learned so much more, wow, so much…oh and
I met so many great people as well. haha, okay more later!! oh wow, and so many great stories and teachings and loads moreeee!
Thank you for reading and I hope that the Holy Spirit speaks through the
words that I have here. Hear from Him
rather than from me. God is soooooo
good!
love anne (or awnna how they say it in Mozie!)
what does love look like?? Painting nails in the bush!
