Okay, so I think I have talked about that time in Romania where the Holy Spirit entered me and completely changed me. Well, I am going to tell it again. If you had been around me before the race then you know I didn’t have confidence. I rarely talked and when I did, I usually mumbled. Angel, one of my teammates, was experiencing some spiritual warfare. My team was praying over her and then we talked about how we don’t know if we fully believe someone can be healed by just prayer. I was reminded Angel of her testimony of how good God is when her dad got in a car accident when she was younger. I didn’t really stumble through what I was saying but I said it quietly. Carly told me to repeat myself and do it confidently. I said it without feeling anything but as the time went on, the Holy Spirit entered me and as I started speaking truth over people, God gave me overflowing joy. I didn’t really feel a difference; I just started hearing God tell me truths to voice to others. Some night after that my team was declaring things over each other-one of mine was that ‘I’M A NEW CREATION!’
That was about a week before we left Romania. While my team’s time in Transnistria, I seemed to not feel the Holy Spirit as much but I would be able to speak truth over squad mates when we came together. I still seem to do that. Nepal is no different. I can’t explain the difference, wish I could. I never desired to prophesy but I have been. I’ve never had the desire to shave my head. God put the thought in my head this summer after training camp before launch-before my sister’s wedding but I already promised her I wouldn’t cut it. Don’t get me wrong, I love my long, wavy hair. I’d rather have my hair buzzed and have some hair but no, God wanted it all gone. The only other thing was that I wasn’t sure if it was more me than God because Christy, my squad leader; Jenna, Peter, and Wes have either shaved or buzzed their heads in the past month. Plus, my teammate, Katlyn, expressed that God told her to buzz her head. When I asked God to why He wanted me to shave my head, He said to “Don’t you trust me?” I asked Him when and He responded with “I’ll let you know.” God then told me to have “beautiful” tattooed on the back of my head.
^I wrote all of this before I realized that God didn’t want me to actually shave my head. He wanted shave off the things of my past.
God made me a new creation in Romania and now He is chipping away the things that aren’t good. I’ve been holding on these things for far too long. I have been scared about when to come to my team with these things. I didn’t know when would be a good time would be.
