This month we are in Nicaragua. We spent the first two weeks in Palacaguina with just my team, which was a dream. We got a ton of rest. Had the best time with our incredible hosts and were super bummed to leave them. After two weeks of being there we left and headed to Granada to stay at the AIM base with REAP Granada. That’s when all the things started happening…
I spend most mornings with Jesus and when we got to Granada Jesus started bringing things up in our time we spend together. I remembered dreams I had probably 7 or 8 years ago before I even loved Jesus and had a relationship with Him. The first one was a dream that I found out my dad was going to be able to come home. I was in a foreign place on my knees crying tears of joy. The second dream was that I had gotten home and my dad was there. We took a picture outside of the front of my house and had a welcome home party. The weird part was that in the dream it seemed like I was gone and was getting back from being away for a while but my dad was able to come home while I was gone. Weird, right?! I didn’t know why these things were coming to my mind.
Then the other night we had a night of declaring things we believed would happen at PVT (parent vision trip), which happens in a week where our parents come and do ministry with us for a week!! Well during this time I was thinking about what I wanted for my parents as they come. And all I could think is “I need to say that my dad is going to get news he can come home.” W H A T ? ! We are approaching 10 years of my dad being gone in May. This has been a hope for 10 years. My heart was pounding. (Side note: for 2 months now I’ve been trying to pray expectantly for God to move in bringing my dad home. I’ve always prayed with hesitancy in protecting myself in case it never happened. But I wanted to let myself go there and let the chance of heart break and let down be worth being 100% expectant of God.) So back to heart pounding. I was sitting there and literally was like God I can’t say this out loud. I was trying to figure out some other meaning behind the words that were so simple. But it was because there was no way I felt like I could get the words out. My hearts pounding and I’m telling the Lord how scared I am and how I’m trying to be fully expectant but this is a whole new level of expectancy. And right there I was like okay God, if this is real, if this is going to happen, if this is from you someone else will say it. Most of my squad knows my dad lives in Jamaica and we are hoping that he can come home. So we are declaring what we want personally for our parents and as a whole for all the parents. That continues. Then someone says “Paige’s dad will hear that he can have citizenship.” I literally stared at Ashley then started crying and declared that my dad would be free from any guilt and fear he’s had from being taken from our family. But I sat there in complete shock. I still kind of think I am. And if I’m honest there was some doubt. I picked apart the words she said. Tried to find a meaning other than what she meant lol. All my humanly instincts say “PROTECT YOURSELF, doubt God because what if he lets you down.” But I also hear God say so clearly, “TRUST ME, I will NEVER let you down.”
So I’ve told some of my friends about what happened and one of them said “PAIGE I literally was going to tell you that I believe during PVT you will get news about your dad coming home.” And another one said “I was praying for you the other day and for your dad and I literally felt like the Lord was saying you’d hear back at PVT.”
So here I am. In shock. But 100% expectant (or really trying to be) to hear that my dad will get to come home NEXT WEEK! NEXT. WEEK. WHAT.
