Lately, I feel like God is calling me to RISE UP as the WARRIOR I’m destined to be and fight-Fight for his kingdom and really start behaving in a way where I deserve my inheritance.
This month our ministry (Trumpets of One) is a prison ministry at the Rizal Provincial Jail. We are to have bible studies and just fellowship with the women. The men will be doing the same and playing basketball.
The “first” day of ministry we were denied. We were told we had approval but did not. To our surprise, we were greeted by at least 5 prison guards dressed with machine guns and bullets ready to forcefully attack anyone who dared to enter and was not welcome.
…So I did. I went to the Governor’s office with Danny and Tito Rolly in hopes to get approved to do this ministry never wanting the kingdom as much as I did in that moment. I spent the ride in prayer trusting my king and whatever he asked at that office I would do. We were stamped and seemed approved only to find that it was only a request and that we would need to come back tomorrow to find out if the Governor would approve us and allow us to do our ministry. The next day was spent in prayer again on the way to the office and prison. I prayed that God would give me the words to say to the Governor and Warden and that they would have compassion on us. When we arrived at the Governor‘s office, we were told we were approved (for one week only by accident). When we went the next day, we spent the entire trip up there in prayer. We were all humbled and really realized that we could not do anything without God. We couldn’t love people without HIS love. We can’t pour into people if we are not pouring into God. We can’t rely on our own strength to do BRING KINGDOM.
The 3rd day, there was one guard and he was sitting in the corner trying to stay out of the sun. They didn’t even search us like they had Danny and me the day before.
Our prayer lately has been for God to give us the unexpected so we can fully depend on him in such situations. We were already humbled by God’s grace but yet again we were humbled when we met our new friends. We did praise and worship and it was and is one of the best praise and worship times I have ever been a part of. They were completely undignified. They sang/shouted at the top of their lungs the praise and did not care about what anyone else thought. To that person, it was just him and God in that room. Their joy was overwhelming beautiful to see and experience. While I had the fortunate chance to be singing with them, God said to me, “Was it worth it? Is this worth fighting for me?”
I cried because it was. It was worth what little fighting I had to do. It was worth it in that vulnerable moment where I just had to trust in God. It is worth it to experience God’s love in these ways that are so unexpected and undeserving. It has and will be worth all the sadness and anger I had last year in regards to working a job that I hated so much. God will always be worth it. It is worth it for the woman that I am becoming.
These men and women have such joy and are so thankful. Many of these men and women are in for a drug mistake made years ago. Of the people I met, they said that they were thankful because it brought them to Christ.
Never in my life, I thought I would be fighting to hang out with prisoners, fighting to want to hang out with them and love them or fighting to be so uncomfortable.
deep end and know that He will rise us out of these crazy,
uncomfortable situations more like HIM and more like the person we are
chosen to be.
“Then you replied, “We have sinned against the LORD. We will go up and fight, as the LORD our God commanded us.” So every one of you put on his weapons…” – Deuteronomy 1:41
