It has been quite a couple weeks.
This past week I have been to the hospital four times with sick teammates and for myself. We found out that Kevin had a blood infection, we all had lice, the girls all had scabies, Carly had a parasite, and I had a lung infection.
Then it seemed that the whole squad had hit a tipping point at the same time and was completely over living with each other and fifteen Hondurans. I was completely fed up with cleaning the bathroom all the time, washing dishes constantly that seem to be left all over the property, and cooking dinner for forty people.
Finally to top it all off we had a couple incidents of people getting things taken, some weirdos hanging out on the property, and a little glitch with one of our ministries.
I was done, completely done.
We had worship Sunday morning and Ashley told us to pray over four of our squad mates because we were not all at peace with each other, especially with all that had been going on. I will vouch that praying over someone that you have had a tiff with is the most direct way to restore peace. I was praying over my friend Kristen and I could tell that her spirit was heavy like mine, and she was so tired.
As I was praying for her, and myself too, I began thanking God for all the things that were going wrong.
Thank you God that when we’re tried we remember where our energy comes from Thank you God that when we’re impatient we remember where our grace comes from
Thank you God that when we’re weak we remember where our strength comes from
Thank you God that when we’re sick we remember where our health comes from
Thank you God that when we’re scared we remember where our security comes from
Thank you God that when it’s chaotic we remember where our peace comes from
Thank you God that when we’re empty we remember where our love comes from
Our daddy loves us, and he gives us every single thing that we need.
It has been so good for me to remember where my everything comes from. Nothing I have comes from me. My joy, peace, patience, strength, grace, everything comes from the Lord.
What an honor it is to be his children.
Also here’s a picture of me getting lice picked out of my hair.
Thank God for good friends that love you enough to pick through your hair for hours.
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