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It’s been years of facing the wall of my closet, contending for the brokenness in families. Ones on the brink of disintegrating to dust. Ones like mine. Growing up as the youngest of four and under divorced parents, I’ve always fought the battle of never feeling understood, so I turned to a community of believers who did. God began radically accelerating a ton in my life. Testimonies of healings, provision, and revelations of Jesus were rising not only in my heart, but in the community I was running with. Little did I realize, I neglected my family along the way, because my constant efforts to share about what God was doing, just translated to gibberish. It seemed that even when stepping out in faith to share with them, my words fell to the ground. Through the times I was with my family, my mind never was, and it showed. The…Continue Reading
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The command from Jesus to go out and make disciples is heavy on my heart right now. There are many people in this world that don’t know who their Father is. They don’t know the depths of his love for them and how he wants to mend their relationship with Him. We constantly asked God to break our hearts for what breaks His heart, in order to feel what he feels. I realize even more now that this prayer comes with a cost because he answers us. When I traveled to the river communities in the Amazon region of Brazil, I didn’t expect the amount of kids we got to hang out with. They loved us and we were able to show love to them. Some have never been hugged. Some come from abusive families. Some were shy and it took a few days to open up. Some were the craziest…Continue Reading
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Sometimes in our quest for the future, our quest for calling, and our quest of planning and scheming; we forget to see the one, the need, in front of us. We often times pray for revival, and use words, and dare I say buy into fluffy “feel good” hype about the subject of revival, but when a need, an uncomfortable need, is placed in front of us, many of us (including myself) would rather go to the meeting; enjoy songs, maybe even receive “Holy Spirit chills” and talk about revival and the nations to ease our consciences when an orphaned world is at our door step waiting to be loved. He reconciled us to God, releasing the Spirit of adoption upon our lives thereby making us sons and daughters of the Father. Thankfully there is a man named Jesus, who paid the highest price and walked down death’s alley, so we…Continue Reading
North Korea Bus
“Wow, 4th time in.”  I thought to myself.  “It almost seems…easy.” I’m beginning to think part of the enemy’s strategy in trying to keep this nation under spiritual oppression is convincing the church that it’s impossible to go into North Korea, and that even if they did, there’s not much they could do. My experiences lately have taught me otherwise, while there is truth in that the nation is still under communist rule, and discretion needs to be exercised when going in, there’s much accuracy in the fact that a nation is being shifted as believers pray on the land and show love to those whom they come in contact with. How do I know the spiritual climate is different? Two years ago, when I went in for the first time, I felt the heaviness of communism all around me. It was hard to maintain hope as we were paraded around from…
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Quilombo Brazil
“What is a relationship with God?” In the Quilombo Community in Pará, Brazil, this is the question, by the grace of God, that many local followers of Jesus and I had the opportunity to respond to when a family of new believers asked honestly. The following is a testimony of a precious salvation through Jesus Christ. It was a hot and humid Sunday afternoon in the Quilombo community. I had plans that day to go catch up with a new believer at his home and teach him more about the Bible. So right as the sun was setting, me, a translator by the name of Wellington, and a few friends of mine, Ryan Blumer and Nate Reyes, went out to go find Marcelo. Three days earlier, Marcelo got saved when a couple of people from our group visited his home to talk to him. We arrived and jumped right into a conversation with…
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Last night I had a peculiar dream, I was an elderly man visiting an old, plantation-style house which seemed to have incredible memories of power and love for me. A pleasantly, nostalgic experience. As I entered the house, I noticed a group of men communing around a table. They were wearing vintage clothing and seemed to be moving about their evening completely uninterested by my presence or even aware of my intrusion. Eventually, I joined in conversation with one of the elderly men only to be informed that I was a ghost. I was taken aback, not previously aware of my death. I asked him why they were all unsurprised by my presence if I was indeed a ghost and he revealed that the ghost of an elderly woman visited their property once a year and had done so for a very long time. I awoke with a horrible longing…Continue Reading
Godards Matthew Training Center
“I have decided to follow Jesus.” As a child, I remember singing that with all the passion my little heart held. One of the verses says: “Though none go with me, still I will follow…” While that should be the commitment of every Jesus follower, it sort of leaves out the Great Commission of Matthew 28:19-20, “Go and make disciples of all nations…” Simply defined, making disciples is:  I follow Jesus and you follow me as we both follow Jesus together. My husband, Trever and I were married on December 29, 1980 on the west coast of Canada. That was long before the elaborate “theme weddings” of today were trendy. In the presence of loving family and friends, we ate our wedding feast under a banner that read, “Fixing Our Eyes on Jesus.” We covenanted Hebrews 12: 1-3 as our life theme. For the first few years of marriage, God…Continue Reading
Blinded by Love
I have started to develop a love for simplicity and simplifying love. As I study Jesus’ life, I notice it was simple and at the same time full of radical love. Love itself isn’t complicated. It is really simple, but on the other hand it is hard. It has a great cost. Love – It comes to my comfort zone and challenges me Love doesn’t ask about my feelings as much as it asks about my attitudes. It comes to my comfort zone and challenges me. It’s me who makes love so complicated. I start to listen to my feelings too much. I start to count the costs—greedy to get something only to myself. No wonder the simple life of loving seems to be so complicated for me. I often jump into the same trap over and over again. I start to make love a performance for God and others.…Continue Reading
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“The buses should be running today” our Columbian friend David said with confidence. We catch a ride with him into Guadalajara for our Spanish classes every day. On this particular day, Guadalajara was celebrating Dia de la Virgen. Every year, there is a big “parade” stretching from Guadalajara to Zapopan for the transferring of the Patrona of Zapopan from one Cathedral to another. After our Spanish class, we went to catch our first of two buses that we take home. I was relieved when the 371 Bus came into sight still having a sense that it could be difficult to get home. As we approached our destination, our second bus stop, we saw a large problem. The whole street was blocked for the parade. We exited the bus and tried to figure out what to do. There were masses of people going in both directions. We decided to walk a little…Continue Reading
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WORRY verb ( worries, worrying, worried ) 1 [ no obj. ] give way to anxiety or unease; allow one’s mind to dwell on difficulty or troubles. This word. Makes me cringe. It’s ugly. A stealer of joy. An attack of the enemy. Yet, it seems way too close. Worry seems to be the topic of conversation after conversation today. It writes itself on the faces of those we encounter daily—people dear to our hearts, those we don’t know, we all seem to have this in common—worry. Whoever, wherever, this word creeps in on millions of lives, including mine. This is territory the enemy loves to step on, bringing us discouragement and fear. The world gives us every reason to worry. Money. Relationships. The future. Building success. Paying rent. It seems to be never-ending, this cycle of worry. One thing is figured out, and another reason to worry arises. Is…
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