So I’ve read back over my journaling for this month and the first thing I wrote was that I wanted to let God fight for me- and that is the perfect way of explaining what has been happening. I would call the healing He has done in me over the past few days the first miracle I have seen on the Race.
A large part of me wants to keep all of this to myself and my squad- all of the works God is doing in me, all of the things He has delivered me from- but God keeps telling me to share Him with everyone this year, including the people back home. He is also reminding me that I wouldn’t have chosen the race if certain people had not been so open and honest in their blogs- that trust drew me into this thing, and I need to pour that out on everyone I can. So here it goes! I will share my life, I will not live in shame and I will not be held back by fear.
As you may know I was having terrible stomach pains last month that sent me to the hospital twice. A few days into this month I realized that the pains were not food related but rather occurred whenever we were about to do ministry… so we decided to pray against them. Now I know a lot of you are probably a little freaked out at this point, calling me crazy, thinking I have gone super spiritual, and that is fine. No pressure to keep reading… check out the other blogs and videos, they are less intense.
Me, Dustin, Traci and Lauren went into a room and they started praying over my stomach and for my protection and over me in general…. Well it got pretty intense…. I released a lot of stuff and got to the point where I couldn’t pray anymore and God was telling me just to be silent, and to trust Him, and to fall into His arms… literally…. Have you ever heard of getting drunk of the Spirit?? Well God kept telling me to let it all go and fall into Him and I felt like I needed to fall backwards- but I was afraid. God kept telling me that He was unlike anyone I had ever experienced- that I could trust Him with all of me and He would never abandon me- He would always want more… eventually I gave in and decided to trust Him. At that moment I felt another pair of hands on my back and I just fell into them-. Yup. I literally fell to the ground. I “fell out. “
I know this sounds crazy to most of you, but this was one of the most incredible experiences of my life. It was just me and God in complete trust. And when I decided to let go of everything the Holy Spirit just knocked me down and I fell over. I felt so joyous and free afterwards and couldn’t stop smiling and laughing for hours. My team kept saying I was glowing.
No one pushed me down. It was not an overwhelming emotional experience and I passed out. It was spiritual, and it was unlike anything I have ever experienced before. I loved it.
So ya, I love Honduras and I love this month. Exactly Two Weeks Left. I can’t wait to see what God else is going to do… kk bye!!!
