I wanted to hear the LORD speak; I wanted to know what He
wanted from my life. I wanted to feel alive again and feel His awesome
presence. When I was talking to Barto (my fiancé) on Facebook chat there was a
message that he had written me and it kept sending randomly throughout our
conversation, “It is so good to cry in
the presence of God.” The first time it repeated it, I thought oh Barto that
was random, why are you sending this but I just went on with our conversation,
then it happened again. I asked him why… he said, I don’t know, my phone is
being weird.
After we talked, I got on my knees to pray to the LORD. I
started out praying just to leave Barto in the hands of God, since He is in
Africa and I am in Mexico… And there are
problems in his family in this time. I was praying for his schoolwork, his
health, and all of his family. I was praying for the Pastors and children that
I love so dearly in Burkina and all of the ministries. And I started to ask the
LORD to cover for my trip in January—for each moment to be in His hands and for
all the finances to come so I can go. And I was asking him to show me what to
preach to the people in the churches, and I started to cry when I asked him to
shine through me. I asked him to make me alive again, to really be alive and
not in this state of depression and nothingness. All of my heart started to
poor out on what is going on in the orphanage in Mexico and I was crying for
each thing that burns deep in my soul; each child that has left and is out of
this place, and all of the changes being made. I have felt broken, lost,
unimportant, and completely alone most days asking myself, how am I truly
helping these people? And how can I get them to realize the importance of what
we have instead of wanting something better? I had this image of something so
beautiful on the outside but on the inside it was so dirty and disgusting that
I couldn’t even look at it, I wanted to vomit. I have been so disgusted by so
much. And I wasn’t standing up for what I believed is right. I don’t want new
couches or a new kitchen; I want children who love Jesus! There are days where
I want to scream because the children do not appreciate anything they have, it
is like a throw away toy that doesn’t matter because tomorrow comes another
one, and I want it to be done. How can we teach them?
In that moment I thought about… how does God feel? Do I just
throw away all of the blessings He gives me expecting that the next one will
come!? Or am I in awe and praising Him because I am unworthy of even one
blessing? I was sitting on my cold floor with my face stained in tears and my
hands covered in snot… and said, “LORD this is all I have to offer you… me… a
snotty mess! But I am all yours. I don’t believe I have ever questioned your
existence and I know that you love me, and I really love you. So please make me
alive again.” I sat there crying and asking Jesus to help me, and to fill me,
and to wake up this ministry.
Then I started to read Mark 7:24b “He entered a house and
did not want anyone to know it; yet HE COULD NOT KEEP HIS PRESENSE SECRET.”
Wow… what a statement… He could not keep His presence secret…
I know my Jesus lives, I feel Him even in the darkest of
times. I felt Him all this year when my best friend Chuy died, when both my
grandpas died the same day, when the old director of the orphanage and his
family left the ministry, when some of the children walked out of the orphanage
and into a bad life, and when parasites and infections filled my body. I KNOW
He is real, and He is good. I have also watched Him take this ministry from
living week to week to being able to cover every meal, every bill, every foot
with a shoe, every back with clothes, every child with a bed, and every
backpack filled with school supplies. In those moments, I am in awe. With each
new day I see Him working and providing. And I see the children changing little
by little—when I get their hugs, see their smiles, and feel their kisses I am
complete.
Im praying for ways to make the children to appreciate what they have.. and value... but mostly I am just praying for their hearts.
When I was talking to Barto today, I said Barto I have to be
honest… I don’t know what we will do after we are married or where we are going
to live or what money we are going to have or when you are going to have all
your paperwork! He said, “My love, when are you finally going to trust Jesus
with all of that?” WOW what a statement… I have a smart man with me. I don’t
know what is going to happen next, or where God will send us. But all I know
is, we will shine HIS light wherever we are!