Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
I know without any doubt that love, acceptance and a sense of safety are hardwired into us by the Lord. These are the very things that we seek the Lord for, and He is able to provide, but ultimately the root of all of our heart needs is to be valued. When we do not feel acceptance or self worth we question if we can really be loved, can we love in return? Can we feel safe if we do not feel accepted and loved? Does God ever question our worth? NO! You see because I need to be reminded that He sent His son to die for me, the measure of His love for me, Jesus died because He considered that I was worth dying for. How does that make me feel....like I have been kicked in the stomach. I sit home in my nice house with great friends and family and wonder if I am good enough. Stop the insaneness this is not yo yo thoughts, well maybe she is, well maybe she isn't. It is the unquestionable devotion and sacrifice that we...you and me...stand as proof that we are of infinite value to the creator of the universe. How thankful I am that we can visit Haiti, that He puts all the pieces together and we have been able to return four different times. I know that both Jussi and I and many others yearn to be back hugging babies, working at GLA and being able to share what God is doing in Haiti. Please pray for all of us, burdened but home in North America for a reason, and on God's time schedule. Some days I could jump on a plane and do something so crazy impulsive I would regret it and other days I can smile at memories, and then some days I am happy and content to be home here in Canada. No matter what kind of day I am having I know to rejoice in it and not allow the enemy to put self doubt, fear or worry in my head. I know God desires to be my emotional resource but He wants carte blanche...unlimited and no strings attached. Today my prayer is that each of you are reminded as I was that my self image needs to be rooted in Christ , because we are redeemed, beloved and holy children, and that nothing changes His opinion.
Nou remake ke pawol ou tankou yon tet chou.
Chak fey nou kase, nou pi pre ke a.
Tout tan nou pi pre ke a li pi dous.
We find your word like a cabbage.
As we pull down the leaves we get closer to the heart.
And as we get closer to the heart, it is sweeter.
Draw into the word...C
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Happy Fathers Day.
- William E. Gladstone
Saturday, June 12, 2010
We have known for many years that God had called us to missions. He had instilled a passion, a burden so deep that we could not ignore it for the people of Haiti. For years we said why Haiti, and had a million excuses why we could not go. Looking back we are so thankful that we have a patient God. For what He had for us in Haiti was so much more than we could have ever dreamed or imagined. I was remembering an old blog post of mine so I hope you don't mind that I am reposting one from last summer/
Today I had Judges 6 v 14 written down on a sticky note. I was not sure what it was a reference to, so I thought before throwing it away I should Google the verse.
(thanks to http://www.word-on-the-web.co.uk/studies/week287.htm)
Judges 6 v 14-16 The LORD turned to Gideon and said, “Go with your strength and save Israel from the Midianites. I am the one who is sending you.” But Gideon answered, “Lord, how can I save Israel? My family group is the weakest in Manasseh, and I am the least important member of my family.” The LORD answered him, “I will be with you... Gideon’s response to his mighty commission tells us a lot about the man, but also probably tells us a lot about ourselves as well. How would you respond to God, if he appeared to you and gave you the task he gave Gideon? Would your response be, “I’ll get right on with it; you chose wisely in me Lord, I’m the prefect candidate”? Or are you more likely to react like Gideon, who said, “You don’t mean me do you? Don’t you know my background? Aren’t you aware of my circumstances? Can’t you see how weak and pathetic I am?” Gideon’s perspective was distorted; he only saw himself through his own eyes. Eyes that only had one view of the world, a world where God’s people were defeated and dejected and feeling deserted, resorting to hiding in caves. It is like Gideon saw his world through a pair of glasses that were blurred, tinted and scratched by his experiences of life. Wouldn’t it be great if, when you became a Christian, God gave you a new set of lenses to wear that would let you see everything the way God sees it? Life would take on new meaning and everything would be much clearer! However faith isn’t that simple. The truth behind this story is that we put much less value on our lives than God does. We have a limited view of who we are or what we can achieve for him. Gideon thought he was useless and inadequate; God thought he was a mighty warrior. Who was right in the end? The Lord of course!
Gideon wasn’t the only one who felt inadequate. Jussi reminded me yesterday of how God spoke to Moses, and told him to lead the Israelites out of Egypt . But, Moses said to God, “Why me? Send someone else. Then there was Jeremiah, when God told him that He had appointed him as a prophet to the nations, who said to the Lord, “I am only a child.” We, Jussi and I have made excuses and have not fully believed that He can use us in the same mighty and powerful way that He used Gideon, Moses and Jeremiah.
Allowing Jesus to be the center of our self esteem...WOW. He sees much more in us than we see ourselves. God has said to every believer; I have called you, I have anointed you, I have set My seal of approval on you, and sent you in My name.
Imagine what that looks like for your children, it gets you all excited to realize you can raise world changers, but God reminds us…we are His children and He has chosen us. We can be world changers. One smile, one hello, anywhere in the world, including your neighbourhood, the mission field is right outside the walls of your home. How cool is that?
Jussi and I are so thankful for our time in Haiti again, this time with a renewed sense of the call and faithfulness in His provision and guidance. We will never leave Haiti in our hearts, but for now we are going home. It will a time to see family, friends and seek council and guidance for our future.
Thanks for all your prayers, love and support.
We went to a museum and were reminded of the hurt of slavery from centuries ago, and then the freedom and independence with the blowing of the conch, then babies, the future of Haiti and the blessings they are.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
This week at Ft. Jacques has been wet, wet, wet. I tried not to think the group from Alberta brought the rain but it rained everyday of their two-week trip. Rain did not dampen their spirits as they set to work doing just about everything, from swinging sledge hammers to break rock, building a pen for two orphaned baby goats, building a few rock walls, painting, caulking, carrying tubs into the warehouse and getting wet daily in the back of the truck. They left without getting to finish the rock wall beside the warehouse and so this week, TJ and Brady are perfecting the new skill of masonry. They are doing a fabulous job finishing the steps and the last of the painting. It is such a blessing when teams come in with willing hearts and hands. The last few weeks we have finished all the distribution, installed kitchen cabinets, tiled the counter tops, the back splashes and nook. The trim had a final coat around the doors and cupboards, the floors were washed as rooms emptied and prepared for the arrival of the next containers. Jussi finished all the shelving and I loaded each one as fast as he made them. Each of the bins we have entered into inventory and labeled for GLA. The system on the computer will ensure monthly accountability of inventory, allow items to be tracked so that we can update our wish list and let us know those items that we can share with other missions and use for distribution. It has been a busy week in the rain and many times we hear a clap of thunder and know to run for cover. It is great to see the rooms empty and know that over 1500 pieces were unloaded, reloaded, unloaded and reloaded again, put into every available space and then sorted for GLA or distribution. Praise the Lord for all those who pack the containers and a huge thanks to all those that have contributed; nothing is left unused. Our prayer request now is for the containers to clear that are here in Haiti. Please join us in praying the waiting containers out of customs.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
I am humbled in Haiti daily by the evidence and the knowledge of Christ that I witness and I hear. So many are thankful for being saved from the earthquake, for having food, being blessed with items we have given out in distribution and for knowing God. I woke up this morning wondering how God feels when so many are hungry, so many are needy. I realized here in Haiti the people sing praises, they shout thanks in the Name of Jesus, they offer repeated praises to God, and they praise Him for all things, because I hear it. I visualize the hurt in Haiti to be so big even the rocks cry out and it reminded me of the passage in 1 Peter.
But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. Once you were not a people, but now you are the people of God; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy. 1 Peter 2:4-10 and then in Luke 19:40 So don't remain silent! Don't let the rocks cry out !
My mind was going a million miles a minute, what was God showing me in the rocks? I scrambled in my pjs with my morning coffee and I was excited to find so many references to rock in the bible and my favorite He is our rock our strong tower, it was six blog stories not just one.
Peter depicted the church as a building, and each believer as a living stone in that
construction. The foundation or cornerstone was Jesus Christ. This week at Ft Jacques the guys are building the road with pavers. They started in one place and are building upon the maze of stones to create a road. So I imagined the vision of Jesus as the cornerstone and where I was in the construction and I was overwhelmed at the vision. I was in a myriad of stones of peoples of every country of the world. I was placed in my heart beside a Haitian women, a women whose life was a testimony to God's grace and mercy and love. I knew that God have given me a passion and a burden for Haiti, He brought me here again, gives me strength and He sustains my every need, but what did I give him. Did I praise him enough, was I the weakest link in the mass of stones. I wanted to be a strong rock.
In the myriad of stones I sat beside the women. I saw as she praised him, as she prayed out loud, and lived a life filled with Him. I saw in her eyes a strength that cannot be measured. I had the priviledge of meeting that women this week, a women whose face spoke volumes of a life more difficult than most. A heart so tender that as she thanked me for helping the children she teared up and so did I. Her legs were wrapped in bandages, she was frail but her heart shone a light so powerful I had been compelled to walkover to her house to say hello. We had dropped off the last of a few boxes of blankets, winter coats and childrens clothes in the mountains of Kenscoff, A community high up above Port Au Prince, with windy roads, beautiful terraced gardens, and a breathtaking view of the valleys below. I know that God had orchrasted this visit, for I was not supposed to go along but had been invited to go last minute to take pictures. Her eyes and smile will be forever etched in my heart and when I grow weary or disenchanted, I will remember her, I saw the eyes of Jesus and they were encouraging me on a mountain in Kenscoff in the pouring rain to continue to praise Him, and not grow weary. It can be so difficult to stay in good spirits some days but my day did not end there. We visited with the children, they sang and I danced and they sang some more, we twirled in the rain, and everyone learned to give me five. it was a picture or reflection of our connection, our family in Christ. God brings me from across the miles to be the bearer of blessings that were sent from other corners of North America, I had that few moments in the rain, thanking God and the sound of children singing praises. I had been given a gift to be the hands once again. The rocks in Haiti do not cry out for the pain they see, I do. The rocks cry out in the neighborhoods where many are weary and weak of the daily struggles, but they cannot praise him because they do not know Him. Haiti is a country that is eager to hear the word, a country that is hungry for the word, a people willing to listen and learn more. Please pray for those people who are lights in community to continue to shine for Him, for the churches to increase ten fold and for those that desire to hear will come to a place where they can.
As His living stones His praise is to be continually in our mouths, blessing His name at all times (Psalm 34:1). We are to offer up a sacrifice of unceasing praise, giving
thanks to His Holy name (Hebrews 13:15). I need to praise more, I need to shout to the rooftops His unfathomable love and be thankful for all things. Today as I start another day in Haiti I will remember in all things give thanks. As we wind down our time here and struggle already with the goodbyes to come I am reminded not to dwell on that but to sing praises to Him.