India wrap up

It was a draining month. A great month, but a draining one. The weather on average was 110, we had handful of 12 hour days and we poured out to our breaking points. 

Our pastor was the head pastor over (ok i know this sounds crazy) but i think like 400 churches? It could be 40… I forget how old I am sometimes… the WR has fried my brain. Anyways, his vision was to spread the gospel everywhere we went. 

So here is team Zahar who are now regular weddings singers (we did seven weddings to be exact) 

baby namers (ok we did not name them, but preached at their cerimonies) 

house blessers (as we marched around them seven times singing and praying)

sprite drinking (on average we had 4 to 8 glasses of sprite per day from all the house visits… ) 

wait around ( I mean month nine on the race and you are used to this) 

group of five. 

With as much fun as that sounds we were also (in a somewhat nice way) demanded to pray for people. As in lay hands on the sick, the blind, the weary, the deaf, the mourning and the suffering and pray for them. I am talking sometimes a hundred people a day. I don’t know about you, but when you pour yourself out in prayer for someone, its exhausting. When you are asked to do it at a rapid pace for hours a day, its frustrating. 

Bridget and I found ourselves crying off in some corner or back room several times, we just could not do it any more. Our pastor seemed to think we were Jesus and didn’t need any filling up or support. It took us to a new place of fully relying on Jesus, because we were (as an every day thing we said) SO DONE. 

It was also a month of God showing me how He made me. I am not kidding you EVERY TIME when I said to Him I was done for the day, the next house we would go to would have a baby or small children to hold or play with. God was filling me up, reminding me my desires and joys were instilled upon me by Him to bring Him Glory. 

Children! 

I have always felt like it was something “I” loved and that filled me up selfishly when God simply said to me that He designed me, and He was using the children to fill me up, which in return was blessing for others and bringing Him Glory. Funny how God works, also that the Devil has been lying to me about my ministry and calling, as if children was a selfish desire and not what God wants. God never meant ministry to be a burden or frustrating, I have been believing for the past nine months that if it was not those things than it was not me working for God, but me working for myself. Silly satan… I’m onto your schemes. 

I guess that leaves me chatting away, this is the first blog I have not written out before hand, but I know I am behind so here it is. I will attach a link for pictures from the month. I love you all so much, looking forward to seeing you all in a few short months! xoxo