Sooo about 3 days ago I get to our dorm to use the toilet during lunch time I think. Long story short I spent a solid 7 minutes on the porcelain throne and once I was done with my duties I went to reach for the non existent toilet paper in the bathroom. Spent a solid 3 minutes contemplating what my options were and came to the conclusion that all my ideas were poop. So I prayed a prayer to the God of the universe would give His child the good gift of a willing friend to come (SOON PREFERABLY) and get me some toilet paper. As I finished a God sent angel ,Alyssa Mcgrail, came walking through the door and was down to help a sister in Christ out. PRAISE.
During debrief we had a session on hearing the Lords voice, after they set aside time to actually put what we learned into action. They gave us 3 questions to ask the Lord. The first being what does God want to say about you? Second: What is God saying about a squad mate of yours? Third: what is God wanting the squad to walk through as a whole? During the set aside time for you and God to converse I sat with the questions in my lap on the floor. The first was quite easy but the second question. Ugh the second question. Earlier that month God gave me a vision for someone and I actively attempted to find that person for a solid 4days. No luck. So in that time I desperately asked the Lord WHO IS THIS FOR because it is important. Bowed my head and waited for Him to tell me. Got nothin. Waited. Still got n o t h i n g. Opened my eyes in frustration and saw the ends of my braids in front of my face, they were broken and partially falling out. So I picked the rubber and of my ends one by one and tossed them in my journal so it would be easy to clean it up. After successfully taking them out I played with them a bit bc I was feelin free and looked down at the mess. The mess. There were quite a lot of rubber bands bc u had about 34 braids. In the middle of all the mess the Lord pointed out 3 rubber bands. THREE. I looked at it in disbelief. I traced them so I can have proof of this WILD story. The bands spelt a name of a guy on my squad. Joe. And I felt God saying ‘ding ding ding YES‘. And the wildest part is in the vision there was not a hand that it was coming out of but there were handkerchiefs being pulled out of thin air. A LOT of handkerchiefs. Like a trick clowns do. Clowns. Our hotel has bizarre interior design. Large forks on the wall, butchered painting of bob Marley but most of all SEVERAL paintings of clowns. Freaking clowns. God is funny.
In the mornings here in Haiti I and a lot of others do our devotions on the roof. Best view for the sunrise. And I’ve gone a few times and every time I regret not putting bug spray on bc I get eaten ALIVE up there. One morning ,like all the rest I magically forget to bathe in bug spray and extremely frustrated over the thought of more bug bites so I asked my Abba to shoo away all the blood sucking demons so I can have a break from the big attacks. And just like that ,that morning there were no fresh bites.
Also on the note of mosquitoes, I did not bring any malaria pills & we are in a malaria area. Sooo I pray every morning, when I remember to, that God protect me from contracting malaria. As you may know He is a great protector, father & doctor. I have yet to get malaria! PRAISEEEEE. (I am fully aware that this isn’t medically safe, just letting you know I’m not fully oblivious;))
Anotherr sunrise praise story:)) so this takes place the travel day we left from the D.R. to Haiti. The bus came at 8am so Sydney, Daven and I decided to start the day by watching the last D.R. sunrise before Haiti. Staring in complete and utter AWE of how beautiful it was I noticed some birds flying over head. I really like birds. So I asked God to bring more birds. After some time there was a LARGE flock of teeny birds flying chaotically in circles in front of us. So. Cool.
1 Corinthians 13
If I speak in the tongues of men or angels but don’t have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give my body over to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing
To do something without love is completely meaningless so I think that knowing what love is is kind of important. Memorizing the whole passage is a lil to much for me so I took a line day by day. Starting with love is patient. Practicing that throughout the day. Of course like any thing you start ,or at least for me, I forgot. We were on the school bus to ministry and per usual I aimlessly stare out the window. Looking out the window in disbelief. Jaw dropped that soon turned into a huge grin. I saw this bus. The Lord reminding me. Ugh He is so good to me.
2 year ago Kate bought a bracelet from a woman who owned a craft shop in Louisville, CO. She makes them by hand out of old guitar strings. For 2 years it has been Kate’s favorite piece of jewelry but a few months before launch she had lost it. Two days ago she was laying in her bottom bunk bed and she looked over to the bottom bunk bed next to her.
There laying in the bed was the bracelet.
At first she just stared at it because what the heck. There’s really no way that the two girls sleeping in the bunk bed next to me could have owned it unless they went to the exact little craft shop in Colorado. But she asked them anyways just to make sure. They both said no. Since theirs no other explanation she was pretty sure it was hers. The one she lost in her room across the ocean in Colorado. “Thanks Jesus”-kate
Kates story inspired me to write this blog. To recognize, reflect and praise Him. The world sees and soon forgets, I don’t want to be that.
