Every week we serve a hot meal to the needy and homeless of our inner city area. I've been assigned to coordinate volunteers every other week and I'm happy to report that the Lord is increasing my passion for outreach. It's easy to get into the routine of serving without focusing on God's heart for his children. This past week was something shifted in me. I didn't want to simply "do" Meal of Hope...I wanted to see the love of God meet people.....and it happened. We had a small crowd because of rain and I felt a strong urging to initiate an individual ministry time instead of our usual group ministry time. We loved on, prayed over and prophesied to our guests. One woman was completely healed of an ear ache (even she couldn't believe it!), one man had just gotten out of the hospital and had been sleeping under the bridge near by and he got a good dose of hope and some warm clothes, others received healing in their hearts or the encouragement they needed. Love showed up for all who were there and it was beautiful. God is faithful!
I was at worship practicing for Friday Night Fire when the sirens went off. A short time later our program director came in and instructed us to take cover. Yikes! This Valley girl isn't used to the threat of tornados. The girls all huddled into the bottom middle apartment in our complex. My friend Christine started playing guitar and I spontaneously sang about the only thing I knew to trust in: God's faithfulness. "Even when the storm is raging, even when the wind is blowing, even when the rain is pounding....You are good, You are good, You are good." Moments later the worst had past and we were able to survey the scene. A huge tree had fallen next door to the apartments, but it fell away our building. God is FAITHFUL!
It was such a joy to have my sweet mom visit for a weekend in February. She treated me to yummy dinners out, two movies and three whole nights in a comfortable bed away from life in community. What a nice break from the reality of inner-city missions life! It was so nice to spend quality time with her and just be together.
After putting her on a plane back to Virginia I was left with the sting of grief. The reality is, being in Nashville is a sacrifice for me and for my family who misses me. Fortunately, my friends and pastors in the Provision International community came to my side by showering me with kind words, hugs, notes of encouragement and prayers. Again, God IS faithful.
The week after my brush with grief, Pastor Scott encouraged me with a picture he saw for me. It was a kite that had been picked up by a steady wind and was starting to fly high like it was meant to. In my heart I wanted to receive that encouragement from the Lord, but at the time it felt like a far off promise. Only a few days later, Spring weather came our way with steady winds. To my surprise, I looked outside to find my sweet friend, Michaella, flying a kite with the delight of a child. Immediately, I was transported back to my conversation with Pastor Scott. It was happening! I could feel the steady wind of the Lord lifting my spirit and taking me to new heights. So I ran outside to join her. Ahhhhh.....GOD IS FAITHFUL!!!