A New Season

I have been in this interesting place. NYC is heading into summer which is my favorite time of year. There are tons of free activities in the city and this city in general just lights up. Its been 12 months since I fist came to NYC. This adventurous, young, bright eyed girl from Seattle. I have grown up so much in the past 12 months. Jesus has done a work in me like none other. Rescued me from my slumber and put in me a heart of flesh.

I am listening to Bon Iver's new CD (which is INCREDIBLE) and I continue to fall deeper in love with his music. It just does something to my heart. How is it that he is able to just pierce me heart and take me to a whole new place? I want to lay across my bed and listen to his CD on repeat all night. Very few albums ever do that to me. His does.

I am in this season where God is just downloading information to me. Its incredible. That the God of the universe would even care to speak to me. It has been years since I have written in my red journal from London and I find myself writing in it multiple times a day. As the season of spring changes to summer, God also is moving me into a new season.



I still have my wall of thankfulness. I used to look at it and cry every chance I got, but now I look at the wall and praise Jesus. I created the wall in the thick of the winter, when Jesus rescued me. When I spent most days on the floor of my room crying out to Jesus and clinging to the cross. Every promise He gave me went on that wall. Every ache in my soul, disappointment, scripture, word of encouragement, miracle, God encounter, praise report, prayer request... all went on this wall. This wall bares my soul. At the time I didn't understand how it could possibly work out but now looking back on it, I see God's provision and faithfulness there the whole time. Our God provides. He is infinite, merciful, and faithful to restore. I can stand by that promise 100% because I have seen Him do it in my whole life. I no longer stand by our parent's faith. I can stand on my own faith.



Awhile ago I was praying about Haiti and I heard the Lord say some really specific things:

1) That He was sending me
2) That I wouldn't have to search for how I would go but that the mission would come to me
3) That it would be in October

Keep in mind that these pieces didn't really fit into place. I didn't know anybody that was going to Haiti and I definitely didn't have any connection to the month of October. But, like everything from God, I said yes and trusted that the the He created the puzzle and, therefore, knows how they fit. About a month later I was talking to a friend Brian and he started telling me about an organization that him and his mom started called True Love Missions http://www.truelovemissions.com/index.html. Brian is this super unassuming guy. Really chill, genuine, and a volunteer at Hillsong. Him and his mom's story is incredible. I ran into him a few times only to find out that he has this huge heart for Haiti and knows that God has planted him there. When him and his mom go, they climb up this mountain to a tent village where they spend every day preaching, praying, and performing miracles by God. Brian is just so genuine and authentic and isn't looking for a platform to do God's will. He just speaks love to everyone he meets. It all clicked when we were on the phone and he was sharing his experiences and I was looking at a image of this boy getting baptized and I started to cry. Then Brian told me he was planning on going again in October and the pieces just fell into place. I know that this is how God is sending me. So I am going along with them in October. I may try and pair that with a stay at the orphanage, maybe try and spend time with my family. Honestly, I have no idea and that is ok. I just heard God say go and who am I am to ignore the God of the universe. I am continually enthralled with God and am floored by his awesomeness. No words come close.

Even though Samson, because of his own weakness, disobeyed God and lost his hair. God is faithful to restore and eventually, his hair grew back, the spirit of God took up residence again in him, and his strength returned. After all was said, it wasn't all done... His hair grew back Judges 16:22. This rings true for me as well. Winter was rough but still... God is faithful to restore and my hair is growing back. Literally. :) When I chose to wear dreads, I felt a healing begin. God spoke and said that my hair would be a testament to his faithfulness. That through the muck and mire of my heart, he can and will restore. Every day I look at my locks, I am reminded of this promise. Its beautiful.



To the moon & back...