Monday, February 27, 2012

Remember Deve?

Do you recognize this darling? Remember the posts I had shared about the little tiny 2 year old from Haiti who needed heart surgery? Here she is just a year later....so transformed and growing that I wouldn't even have recognized her!

Just had to post this as a testimony! One of those rare times that as a nurse I get to see the miracle answers to prayers I so often pray over children, and that I so rarely get to be witness to! Thank you to the Healer!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Our Eyes Are Telling

For 2 months now, I have been journeying with the kids through the very thing that I thought I had lost: Faith. Imagination. Looking forward to that thing you cannot yet see.

Every time I speak to the kids, I am very aware that it is the Holy Spirit speaking through me...because it is not just the kids who are being spoken to, but me as well!

"Your eye is a lamp for your body. A pure eye lets sunshine into your soul. But an evil eye shuts out the light and plunges you into darkness."


So Holy Spirit talked to us on Sunday. He said, "Look up. Look at me. Look into the Kingdom of Heaven. And just watch. Watch as your whole body turns into light. The light that is Christ Jesus Himself."

We can't always use our physical eyes. So we closed 'em. We opened the eyes in our hearts as we listened to Revelation 4. We let Holy Spirit paint the picture in our minds. 

Unfortunately for you....most of the kids took theirs home. A couple were left behind as posted here. 


Let this be the beginning of a journey deep into the Kingdom of Heaven. Let's explore every facet, every nook and cranny. Let's be changed into creatures so full of light, so full of the love and adoration of our Dear King, that nothing else matters! Amen!

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Time Out



He told them, "My soul is crushed with grief to the point of death. Stay here and watch with me." Matthew 26:38

Wow! I just have to post this. It is not to do with the kids, but rather my own journey with the Lord. Honestly, for the past 3 months I have been in a very difficult place. A place where it seems my hopes and dreams have died. I do not know how to keep looking to the Lord. I do not know how to hope anymore or hold onto faith. I am not sure if I can call good a Lord where there is sickness, sadness, death...and He doesn't SEEM to do anything about it. These are all real questions and troubles. And I need more than words to be the answer.

But here is what I do know:

1) He will NEVER leave me.
2) I will know what it is to know that He is my only way, the only way I will live to hope again.
3) He has been where I am. He knows it deeper than I will ever have to (I am pretty sure I won't walk the walk of his crucifixion while I on this earth...)

Man, I love that Man! I love love love Him! When I do come back around to the place where I call Him good.....because I will(and really, I am calling Him good in my heart of hearts as I know only someone so good would never leave me)....I will know that I know that I know that I know what is true.

He loves us because He loves us because He loves us because He loves us because He loves us because He loves us because that is who He is!

"Blessed are the poor in Spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven."    oooh yes please, take me there!

Monday, February 13, 2012

Ocean of God's Love

This last weekend may possibly be one of the funnest I have had with the BR kids. I am really seeing them through God's love and it is bursting in my heart!

We talked about loving others the way God loves. We get to see what God sees in a person and then share that message of love with the person.

Laying out a blue sheet, we called this the ocean of God's love. We all jumped in. Not into the water itself, but we were floating around in it in barrels. The kids closed their eyes and imagined the scene: bobbing around, smelling the salty air and hearing the seagulls call out.

Then we asked Papa God to pour his love into our barrels. And he did! Little giggles travelled around the room. The kids then listened for each other what God had to say about each one. We focused on one child at a time and all the kids shared that message of God's love over each child. It was astounding! Words like this:

To one child: I see a spool of thread in your heart, and every time you love someone, God is sewing more love into your heart.

To another child: I see God sending you into a puddle to get water, and then you are taking that water to a village so that the whole village has enough water. It is a puddle of God's love.

And another child: I see a shell and you are listening to the sound in the shell, and it's God's voice. Every day you go to the shell and hear the message of love from God to you.

Still another child: I see a shield around you, God is protecting you.

Another child: I see a flower blooming, you are full of God's love.

I could go on and on. There was so much love bursting in that room. We had big hugs from our Papa God that morning! And the good news is, HE is like a rushing water, he is a chatter box and he never stops talking to one of us!

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

If You Belong to God, You Hear God's Voice (John 8:47)

For all of this new year (so far), the Boiler Room kiddos and I have been embarking on an exploration of hearing God's voice.

First we looked at his voice as a rushing river, a mighty ocean. We saw that He is called "the Word." And we concluded....that God is a Chatterbox!

So we went to the cross to give Jesus all the ways we hadn't believed we could hear God's voice, and all the ways we didn't think He spoke to us. The result=LAUGHTER. We were rolling in laughter, literally, as we saw the Father laughing over us, cheerfully saying, "Yes, give me all that junk that you don't want or need and look at what I have to give to you! I am speaking, I love to talk to you!"

God is always speaking. If you quite your mind and open your ears, you will hear him. Maybe it's waking up to a song playing in your mind that you hadn't listened to for years, or you'll read it on the little note attached to your tea bag, or you'll look at a painting that stirs something in you, or the smile of a sick child will encourage you to keep hoping, or the sky will seems to reach out it's arms and swallow you up in a mysterious hug.......just listen!