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Actualización Rápida…

12 Jun

God has one sense of humor!

In the midst of my panic sessions concerning finances for Ecuador I said, “Watch I bet God is going to provide at 11:59 the day before the money is due.”

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.

I just turned in the last bit of money due, I glanced at the time and it was 11:59…

Jesus, I love you!

-Dios respira vida en sueños aparentemente imposibles

It all started with love…

7 Jun

It is easy to get caught up in the hype of missions.

  • How many people will get healed?
  • Will numerous souls be saved?
  • Who’s life am I going to change?

Questions like these want to be answered, but it honestly do not matter.

The root of it all is simply love. The incurable disease of unstoppable, unyielding, unconditional love.

To be painfully honest, I often feel intimidated by my fellow team members’ passion. Being free to express themselves seems to come  naturally for them. That is not the case for me. I start to doubt if I will  make an impact. Will the Shuar even notice how much I adore them?

Instead of investigating the roots, I examined the color of the flower…
Instead of seeing the root of love, I grumbled that my expression of  it did not look like theirs. 

Oh, how dull a meadow would be if every flower was the same.

In the midst of sizing up my capabilities, I had to remember that the greatest thing I can ever offer is love. I can have the wisdom of Solomon or the faith of Abraham, but without love I am nothing.

“If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.” -1 Corinthians 13:1-3

For the next few days and for the duration of the trip this is what I need to constantly remember:

  1. My words will wither and my good works will fade away, but love is always here to stay.
  2. I love Ecuador! And love is not all I can do, it is everything I can do!
  3. Love is all I need. He will give me the words to speak. He will grant me the boldness I need. He moves in love.
  4. Love is the reason. Love is the mission.

Love is why I am going to Ecuador…

-Dios respira vida en sueños aparentemente imposibles

Cita del Día…

7 Jun

“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about the things that matter.” -Martin Luther King Jr.

 

I will always boast of her beauty…

No ear will be deaf to your stories…

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$250 in 4 Days

7 Jun

Thank you so much for embarking with me on this journey to Ecuador.

This trip is not a vacation. I do not even consider it a trip. It is me going back home. Home is where the heart is, right? Well, my heart is buried deep within her soil and rests upon her tree tops..

I have been grieving over successfully illustrating my love for her in words.

This blog was never intended to be a gateway for donations, but I hope I have inspired you enough to freely give.

My deadline for money is this Wednesday, four days. I believe that it can be reached.

God did not bring me this far to abandon me. And I will not abandon Ecuador by giving up faith.

If you are interested in supporting this dream please follow the link:

www.seu.edu/forms/giving.php
**Please be sure to write “Destination – Ecuador, Rose” in the comment section

Destination Ecuador:
It started with an infomercial, but it will not end with just that.

-Dios respira vida en sueños aparentemente imposibles

Actualización Rápida…

6 Jun

Last night God gave me a dream…
It was one of the most beautiful dreams my mind has ever captured.

“My team had just arrived in Ecuador and I was getting situated in my hut. I began to pray that I would have a connection with the people. The second I opened the door to leave, the most beautiful baby Shuar boy leaped into my arms. We embraced for what seemed like forever! Love, like glue, just held us together.”

I woke up to tears leaving trails of joy down mountains for cheeks and love radiating deep in my chest. I love that little boy without even knowing him.
I wonder if I will see him there…

Will a little soul entangle with mine?
Will tiny arms encircle my waist?

I am not sure, but this dream gives me hope that I will connect.
This dream could not have been in more perfect timing.

It was in His perfect timing.

-Dios respira vida en sueños aparentemente imposibles

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Sólo un vistazo…

5 Jun

Sólo un vistazo…

Nine more days!!!

Currently, I am experiencing every emotion under the sun. For the first time I have no words. Words are inadequate.

What to say when you see your very dream unfolding in front of your eyes?

What does a mother say when she first holds her young? Absolutely nothing. She takes in every once of beauty her eyes allow her to behold. Heart beat speaks with eloquence and arms finish sentences.

When it comes to love, sometimes words are cheap.

What I can seem to utter is that… I hope I can connect. All I ask is that her gaze will cut straight through me- into parts I have only allowed God and her to witness. I want her to be pleased with what I have to offer. I do not have strength. I do not have wisdom. What I do have is this immense love. For I do not come with an agenda to teach, I come with the objective to love.

I may not be able to converse with native tongue, but unyielding love is a language that can never be misunderstood…

Actualización Rápida…

28 May

Sitting…..waiting…..wondering…..how much were these shots going to hurt?

Heart rate was racing, mind was going, tears were waiting to pour. Nothing about the cold, empty doctor’s room could supply comfort. Until I began to remember why I was there. Why I needed to be experiencing a minute’s worth of pain.

I began to marvel at pictures of Ecuador and the Shuar people. The cold, lofty room suddenly filled with smiles. Laughter leaked out between cracks. Love embraced the atmosphere. Like gravity, the hope of seeing her face kept me grounded.

A minute’s worth of pain cannot compare to the years of heartache I have felt without cradling her smile, in person.

I still cried rivers before the needle even touched my arm, but it was so worth it.

Ecuador, you are so worth it…