Lost Luggage?!

The last blog was ended with finishing out Asia day, great worship, amazing sessions, and a word from the Lord about freedom. Let’s continue.

We are on day 3 of training camp and it is Latin America day! Woo! Let me tell you that I LOVE latin culture so so much. I always have and honestly I think going on this trip gives more reason as to why spanish culture has always been on my heart. I love the language, accents, food, dancing, all of it. Am I conversational? No, I know a little, but I am traveling for the Lord and I learn pretty quickly so 5 months in latin America, I pray I come out a pro! The day is filled with wonderful latin food and thankfully we get to use plates and silverware. Same routine of breakfast, sessions, squad time, lunch, more squad time, and after this we get our first field scenerio. We are asked to find a partner and pick whether we want to be an elephant or a giraffe; the giraffe’s are then given the dissappointing news that their luggage was “lost at the airport.” So you know there’s that. But let me tell you something about God’s people, there was no clique in finding your best friend, we just paired up, there was no groaning because we lost our stuff, we went with it, there was no well that sucks for the people who were giraffe’s, it was the people who were elephants made room and welcomed the ones who lost their luggage into their tents without hesitation. Now the slight downfall? Setting the tents up in the rain. Yes rainy muddy weather. Was there some human flesh bitterness about the rain? Possibly, but did God’s people strive and get things done together? Yes! 

We have dinner after setting up our tents, and have one amazing session about judgement and offense. This session showed me so much about my actions towards others and how I treat people and to take responsibility for my actions but also to let my mistakes go and not beat myself up because I did something wrong. Ask for forgiveness and move on. God does not keep record of my wrongs so why should I? Tough lesson to accept but heard loud and clear. Or that we forgive others for their wrongdoings to us yet we keep it on record, and we fill our hearts with bitterness and until we release all of those feelings will Jesus be able to fill our hearts fully. During this session it becomes clearer and clearer the words freedom and surrender. Those words were on replay all day and I couldn’t escape from them; I knew the Lord was telling me something and working in my heart to understand. During worship the flesh and spirit battle arises again and I try to push down the emotions but can’t. I find one of my squad leaders and I just have her pray over me. Some of the words she uses are freedom, surrender, chains, broken; I’m standing there thinking Lord you are really doing something. I hadn’t told Britt anything about what I was feeling or hearing from God and to hear those words again I was in awe. 

The night time comes and we are all bunked up with a teammate whose luggage is lost. I got the wonderful privilege of being with Kellie. Thankful for an intimate relationship that furthered with a great sister in Christ. We had wonderful talks and prayer time made me more thankful for the people I get to do life with this next year. 

Latin food, hearing from the Lord, prayer, close quarters, deeper friendships, and a great session made for a packed day, but a great day. 

Next week hear about what full surrender looks like, new scenerio, new culture, and more sessions.

I hope in your time reading this that you see God working in my heart and the great work he is doing in and through me and my team. I pray this opens your heart to donate to this mission. Your donation will be a great help in this mission that the Lord has called me to do. $10,000 is the next deadline by December! Please pray and consider financially supporting me.

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