*GOD WINKS *

I love it when God winks- I had a significant one recently. I was on a mission trip October 16-21st to Guatemala. I was part of a mission team who have adopted the village of SanAntonio-near Guatemala City and Antigua. Before I left  I got a new journal to write my experiences down in. I put some verses I thought I might need in there.  One day a few weeks before I was just reading the Bible and I found some new verses I did not remember ever reading and I liked them so I put them on index cards to carry with me. I stuck them in my journal just because they were loose.
The first day of the trip was the 13th straight day of rain. Our village was 3 miles from the road- up a dirt hill then straight down. By prayer and effort our 4wheel drive vehicles made it most of the way up. I had the start of the day and the excitement and will to help me get up that rest of the way and I was very careful going down the mud and slush to get to my destination-the village and the children I had come to see and serve. Fact: San Antonio Suchitepéquez is a municipality in the Suchitepéquez department of Guatemala. It has an elevation of 300m to 500m above sea level. At the end of the day, this overweight, out of shape Grandmother did not realize how hard it would be to walk back up -straight up the mud and slush I had come down- to the trucks. About a half mile. I kept feeling like I couldn't breathe. I was the last person up. The ride back to our hotel  was long and my mind kept saying what if it is still raining tomorrow and trucks can't get up the hill. I did not want to be a burden to everyone or a hindrance. So sadly (very sadly-tearfully) I wondered if I would even go back if  it was raining. I did not tell anyone, but my mind was saying YOU can't. That night as I got out my journal to try and write down some of my feelings, an index card I had written weeks before and just stuck in there fell onto my lap and it said: Yet I will rejoice in the Lord: I will exalt in the Victorious God of my salvation!The Lord God is my Strength, my personal bravery, and my invincible army; He makes my feet like hinds' feet and will make me to walk (not stand still in terror) but to walk and make progress in my high places.  Habakkuk 3:18-19
I began to cry and I thanked God that He gave me the very verse weeks earlier I would need at such an important time. I went the next day and every following day and that walk got easier and easier. Part of my heart is left on that hill in Guatemala and I am going back.

I shared this on God winks on Facebook and wanted to go ahead and share it here.

God is good all the time!

I’m getting to the good stuff-next the children.

Be blessed!

Guatemala- God’s Handiwork

How can you put down in word’s the works of the Father? How can you show His hand moving in lives and circumstances on paper so that the person not experiencing it can get a glimpse? I will feebly try because the last few weeks have been the workings of our Loving God who still works and moves and does miracles every  moment.

He put a desire in my heart a long time ago to not just know Him, to not just love Him but to GO. Go ye therefore… I never knew the therefore but I knew some day I would. From the moment I saw the first pair of eyes and saw the work He was doing there ~ I knew this was my time.  I felt the stir one Saturday morning in August and from that moment knew that God would make the way. I got my passport, I got my plane ticket  ( thanks to a loving husband –although he did not really want me to go, he was very reluctant to let me, but who can mess with God’s plan?).

In the month before leaving  when I realized one of the things we would do was provide them a pair of shoes, I made it my goal to see that happen. I thought about my own grandchildren and thought of how much they have. How much we all have. I thought about how every shopping trip to anywhere in the past 8+ years –if I saw something that I wanted for them I got it. If I had the means to buy 100 pairs of crocs on my own I would have done it. So  I did the next best thing -I went to friends- I put on Facebook the need –I shared at church- I told friends.  I did not procure the money for every pair – Crocs gave us some and others collected money. We got the shoes we needed. This was just one of the ways God provided even more than we could ask for. He touched hearts who gave and we filled needs -even more than shoes- financially. We saw our very need met before the trip and knew that God does make a way.

In the weeks before and especially days before leaving, I shared my fear of flying with others. Others who promised to pray.  I can tell you on this flight, probably one of my longest ever -I felt the presence of God and I did not cry. Usually I’m so anxious I cannot help it, tears come and I am afraid. But this time I felt the prayers and was almost surprised at how well I did.

Sunday –when the plane touched down and we were greeted at the airport- I did not fully know what to expect. I was surprised to drive down the street and see places just like here. Texaco- McDonalds- Lowes and the list goes on and on. The place was different, they spoke a different language, the people look different. The city does not seem as clean and efficient as ours does. It seemed like the city was almost a sepia color compared to America. As we drove from the big city to Antigua –where we were staying we drove through beauty- natural green mountains. That’s where I started to see God’s handiwork in all its beauty.

Antigua is a town of beauty-comfort and old handiwork. The streets are cobblestone

and all homes, and dwellings are built in a compound format. You drive up to a wall with a gate and enter into a secure area that houses everything. As I entered the gate where we were staying I was surprised and almost in awe of how beautiful our accommodations were – it seemed like such a paradox to what we had come for.

The place we stayed was called Casa Santa Rosa. It was a beautiful, comfortable, safe and secure place to stay. A place to come home to and rest to go back out and do the part we came for. I’m sure that many mission trips are more in the field environment than what we experienced. I know after the time we spent there that our accommodations were  made for our safety and our health more than anything. The fact that they were beautiful and comfortable were just how God gives- more than we could ever imagine or ask for.

Tomorrow- I will share the real handiwork- the hard stuff- the best stuff. The meat and potatoes- this was just the appetizer. 

Be blessed!

Something about October ….

It seems like the last few Octobers I have had a day or an event that makes me recollect on where I came from. I just finished the bible study A Confident Heart by Renee Swope and in the last chapter she found paper written by her son entitled –Where I Am From. Renee said God used her son’s words to remind her she doesn’t have to be a perfect mom or a perfect woman. She just needs to be intentional and available to live and love well.

I wrote these words in October several years ago and shared them again last year, maybe by next year one of my sweet children will write theirs down for me, so I can see their thoughts –(hint-hint).

My parents were close enough to perfect for me and I am thankful for the consistent loving home I grew up in. I think sometimes they need reminding they did a good job.

I come from…

I come from a family of 6. Loving Father, very involved Mother, Older brother, younger sister, baby brother.

I come from a home where we ate dinner together every night.

I came from a home where Daddy worked, and Mom took care of the kids.

I come from a home where my Daddy loved my Momma like Jesus loved the church. He put her happiness before his and took very good care of her always.

I come from a home where parents said no and we did not get everything we wanted, but we got everything we needed.

I come from a home where my Mom made all our clothes, even underwear.When we were little, my sister and I always matched.

I come from a home where us kids could not wait for 4:30 because Daddy would be coming up the road and he would get out of the car with his folded paper sack saved from lunch and he would hug us.

I come from a home where every day was spent outside playing and running around the neighborhood and we were safe.

I come from a home where we had one television and we all watched TV together at night and the shows were funny and healthy for families. On weekends I loved to watch Shirley Temple movies with my Mom.

I come from a home where there were punishments like being grounded and being spanked, usually by Mom.

I come from a home where all vacations were taken to see other extended family who we loved alot and were very close to.

I come from a home where we hardly ever went out to eat at restaurants,when we did it was usually after church, to a family style place and Mom usually ordered for all of us.

I come from a home where fast food was a sandwich and chips at home.

I come from a home where we went trick or treating with a pillowcase and came home in an hour or two with a whole bag of candy and we were safe.

I come from a home where my mom worried about me having a weight problem and she watched what I ate in my teen years and was verbal about it.

I come from a home where we all decorated for Christmas. Christmas was very special and we got one good gift and it was laid out like it came from Santa, not wrapped.It was not the quantity of the presents but it was usually something we had expressed a desire for.

I come from a home where every Sunday was the Lord’s day and we were at church in the morning and the evening. Also Wednesday nights. My daddy was the SS secretary for 20 something years and cooked the supper on Wed. nights.

I come from a home where there were fusses and tears but we always knew we were loved.

I’m so thankful for where I come from!

59 years ago two people pledged their love, the day after she graduated. Although they had dated since she was 16 and he was 17~It wasn't supposed to last. Two weeks later he flew overseas and served his country. Five years later they had their first little man, two years later came the first girl, three years later the second girl and in their 18th year of marriage what a precious golden haired boy came as a present to them all. The children all grew up good because the Daddy loved the Momma well, just like the Bible says. Now the children have had children who have given them children. All of this from living a life that is pleasing to the one who gave us life~Thank you GOD.

 

October is a good month for remembering…….

Be blessed!

I’m so excited-I just can’t hide it!

I have found the verses for this time in my life. They come from Isaiah 61 and they are entitled  The year of the Lord’s Favor in my bible- NIV.

¹ The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me,
   because the LORD has anointed me
   to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
   to proclaim freedom for the captives
   and release from darkness for the prisoners,^[a]
2 to proclaim the year of the LORD’s favor
   and the day of vengeance of our God,
to comfort all who mourn,
³ and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
   instead of ashes,
the oil of joy
   instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
   instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
   a planting of the LORD
   for the display of his splendor.

I am thanking Him now for this season of my life that began with hurt and  the ashes of a job I loved, and now is a time to praise and serve. Mostly I thank God for  giving me many desires of my heart during this time.

I have been a supporter of Christian Women’s Job Corp since its beginning. I always wanted to be a mentor, but I did not want to not be able to do a good job. I always said to myself when life slows down I will be a mentor. Thank you Lord, I became a mentor a few weeks ago. I am going to walk beside a sweet lady who is trying to have a better life and I feel so grateful and humbled to be able to spend time with her and help her set goals and reach them.

I also have long desired to be on a foreign mission field. In a bible study I am doing, we were supposed to share what we wanted to be when we grew up. I wanted to be a missionary. I wanted to be a singer. I wanted to be a hairdresser. I wanted to be a Mom.  I have all my notebooks from church where I did things in Acteens and studied Missions. I wrote in there that I wanted to be a missionary. On October 16th  I will fly to Guatemala with Mission Firefly to serve the village of San Antonio, Guatemala. I cannot wait. I look at the faces of those children and I already love them. I will be showing many pictures when I return.

As far as the other things I wanted to be when I grow up- I sing at church often and I thank God for the voice He gave me to praise Him! My best friend is a hair dresser and I spend alot of time at her shop-she keeps my hair great and that’s the next best thing to being one myself. And _as far as being a Mom….

God truly blessed me as a a Mom and now a Grandma!

For some reason, this week has been a revelation for me.

I woke up in the middle of the night, just the night before last and I had a little man snuggled up against me. I thought Thank you Lord, and while I’m thanking you –Thank you for all of the blessings I am having. I thought about losing my job I loved and the hurt was finally gone. I love the Seniors and I always will, I miss so many people I worked with and can’t see, like I did on a daily basis. But when I see what all I have been blessed with since that time and the stress He relieved me from-how can I not praise Him.

Yesterday, in my wonderful devotional book-Jesus Calling- He said this- “When you are back on ground level, you can face your circumstances from a humble perspective. If you choose supernatural responses this time-trusting and thanking Me- You will experience My unfathomable peace.”

Oh-How I thank Him- I thank Him for my year of favor.

I have traded in my ashes for JOY!

I am going to be doing my Father’s business! I am so thankful for my blessings.

My cup runneth over!