Tag Archives: Missions

It all started with a hike (part 1)…

21 Jun

June 16th, 2013

“Todo lo puedo en Cristo que me fortalece.” -Filipenses 4:13

Today I hiked up a monstrous mountain-3,000 feet high! It was only through Christ whom gives me strength that I made it up.

The day began by walking across the bridge that leads to the Shuar villages. Ecuador Bridge

We met with the pastor there-Pastor Gonzales. After we met with the pastor we visited the first church. A part of our visit there required singing “Open the Eyes of My Heart” in front of the entire church. Honestly, it was both nerve-wrecking and awkward, but once I got out of my skin I loved it!

Before sending the children off, “Fierce Mohawk” told his testimony and Pastor Gonzales gave a quick word of encouragement to everyone. The team was then asked to split off into groups–some with the children and some to stay in the church. I wanted to be with the children so bad, but I was too nervous. I decided to just kept my hand down. Pastor Matt (one of the missionaries) asked once more who wanted to go. Thankfully, “Gringo Bama” saw my inner conflict and encouraged me to go with the children. I am incredibly happy that I went. I was afraid that I was not going to be able to connect, but I actually interacted really well with them. Having “Quiet Storm” along my side helped tremendously because she was able to translate for me. I loved every second with the children! I cannot believe my insecurity almost kept me away from being with them.

Coming to this small village allowed me to see I am much more capable than I allow myself to think. I was so afraid of being with the beautiful children because my fear of failing. But God works mightily in our weaknesses. He gave me confidence to interact and love on those beautiful boys and girls. I am so thankful that I got that push; I am so thankful that He believed in me.

Never let fear come between what you love. 

-Dios respira vida en sueños aparentemente imposibles

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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…