Team Sozo headed into Petrich today for some ATL ministry- Ask The Lord days. Simply meaning, we pray and see where we feel led to go, pray for, who we should meet, etc. We have been splitting up by drawing names and dispersing to pray and then follow where we feel led for the day. Today, Olivia and I were together.
We first decided to go to the Orthodox church in the city that we had seen before and just pray there since we had been told many things about the idol worship and general darkness that loomed. I love me a spiritual battle! The minute we stepped on the church ground, we could tell this place was not a place of worship for the Lord, so we began to pray. I went in and tried to talk with the priest, who was much offended at my Protestantism and not doing the sign of the cross. I was taken aback by the selling of candles and shawls in the church and reminded of Jesus coming into the church in the gospels and overturning the tables of the people selling goods in the church. The spiritual warfare was so heavy on this ground and the weight of it stayed with Olivia after we left and clung until we prayed it away. Intense morning for sure and we were ready for more now!
After lunch, we wanted to really sit and listen for where God was leading, feeling more willing now. We got various pictures of where to maybe go and people to maybe talk to or give our Bulgarian Bibles to. For 2 hours we went on a “Holy Spirit treasure hunt”. We found everything on the list with complete ease and God worked through each experience in miraculous ways. I want to at least share about one of these findings. I felt that I was supposed to give my Bible to someone in a park in their barefeet. As we were meeting with the group-boom, there he was! Mitka (sp?)- the sweetest Bulgarian body builder on the planet laying barefoot in a park! After trying to speak our broken languages back and forth to one another, we really connected. If he is the only reason I am in Bulgaria, I’m okay with that. He said he is like Arnold Schwarzenegger. Maybe, if the Kindergarten cop is 4 feet tall and 50-60 years old.
<—Mitka and me
All of this to say that the Lord really moved and used an unwilling servant to do the work he had planned despite all my faults.
