On the way to the internet cafe today Meadow, Ky and Jessica and I hitched a ride on the back of a truck. The wind felt fresh and was welcomed against our sticky skin. Summer has crept up on us and it is hard to stay cool. We walked the remaining miles to the cafe and on that walk I realized that my pocket wasn't holding the jumpdrive that held the most recent update from my time here. So, I have to keep you in suspense because there is are lot of meat coming next week. I hope that you are hungry. And sorry, no pictures yet. I try every week to get the best pictures up and it never works. Perhaps God can give you dreams and show you things that are happening here until I get to Kenya. In the mean time I will try again next week.
LOVING YOU!!!!
Monday, November 13, 2006
Monday, November 06, 2006
Loving Life!
A typical day looks like this. I wake up and I lay in bed for a while, mostly because I don’t have to get up. There is nothing crucial that needs to be done. Classes don’t start until 8:30, breakfast until 7:00ish. And the sun has woken me up at 5:00. I lay in bed and catch my bearings. I still haven’t fully adjusted to waking up in a stuffy room that has a view of a slanted metal roof through a blue mosquito net. It takes a couple of seconds to remember where I am. I often grab my Bible or just lay there thinking. I climb down the wood ringed ladder, slip on my black Chaco sandals and meander into the bathroom. There I brush my teeth rinsing with my pure mineral water and swallowing to save every drop of purity. I usually shimmy into my bathing suit and surf shorts wrap a sarong around my waist and join a friend heading down to the beach.
This is my daily bathing place. We take turns dipping into the refreshing waves of the Indian Ocean. One stays on the shore and watches our processions. While I wait I take the white sand and rub it all over my legs, feet, and arms. I have to pay no sauna fee for this luxury.
This week we have been taught by Guy from Toronto. His book is called Turnings and he has been turning my theology upside down and then the Holy Spirit gets to shake me. The contents of my pockets fall out in a heap beneath me and I don’t bend to pick it up again. Actually, I am not going to even begin to pretend to know what God is doing. I want to serve dinner to the pastors and He says “No! Sit!” I want to dance prophetically while people are being healed of sickness He says “No! Sit!” I want to sign up for teaching Sunday school to the children and He says, “No! Sit!” So, I sit and part of me dies as I sit. This is good. What is dying is a performance based mindset. I don’t deserve His anointing, I don’t deserve His touch. I don’t deserve His death. I can’t earn His anointing. I can’t earn His touch. I can’t earn His death.
As I sit in silence His presence is coming and it makes me drunk. I can’t talk, walk or sing. I am soaked. There is little jerking, no dancing, no singing. He is stripping any false comforts and any false identity. He is teaching me that when I shake or dance this doesn’t necessarily mean that His anointing is there. As I said before I am not fully understanding what He is doing but my Spirit cries out YES JESUS!!!!
This is my daily bathing place. We take turns dipping into the refreshing waves of the Indian Ocean. One stays on the shore and watches our processions. While I wait I take the white sand and rub it all over my legs, feet, and arms. I have to pay no sauna fee for this luxury.
This week we have been taught by Guy from Toronto. His book is called Turnings and he has been turning my theology upside down and then the Holy Spirit gets to shake me. The contents of my pockets fall out in a heap beneath me and I don’t bend to pick it up again. Actually, I am not going to even begin to pretend to know what God is doing. I want to serve dinner to the pastors and He says “No! Sit!” I want to dance prophetically while people are being healed of sickness He says “No! Sit!” I want to sign up for teaching Sunday school to the children and He says, “No! Sit!” So, I sit and part of me dies as I sit. This is good. What is dying is a performance based mindset. I don’t deserve His anointing, I don’t deserve His touch. I don’t deserve His death. I can’t earn His anointing. I can’t earn His touch. I can’t earn His death.
As I sit in silence His presence is coming and it makes me drunk. I can’t talk, walk or sing. I am soaked. There is little jerking, no dancing, no singing. He is stripping any false comforts and any false identity. He is teaching me that when I shake or dance this doesn’t necessarily mean that His anointing is there. As I said before I am not fully understanding what He is doing but my Spirit cries out YES JESUS!!!!
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