That is several languages for the word finished. Because I am officially done fundraising for Nigeria! If you heard a yell, or squeal earlier today it was most likely me.
Last Thursday I talked to my brother Daniel and he said he was giving me $100. I was blown away by God's provision then. Little did I know the MASSIVE things He was preparing me for.
This morning I was unbelievably blessed my Sunday school class, and my discipleship group. They gave me $697. WOAH NELLY. Yes I cried, a lot. They also gave me a card with such sweet words. I cried again when I read the card, and counted the money.
Later on during the day I was texting some people about how God used my class to bless me, and I received a phone call saying the remaining $118 was taken care of. More tears.
For those who know me, I'm pretty talkative. But I spent a good deal of time silent, unable to find words to express how I felt. For a while I was having trouble thinking about anything other than God's provision, but I didn't have much else I wanted to think about. As I sat in silence at the table watching my nephews paint they asked why I was so quiet, and why I kept smiling. My reply "God is good."
I really can't say thank you enough, to those who gave. But most of all to the One who planned this from the beginning. Jehovah Jireh, the Lord provides.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
As I sit in a far to quiet BSM I can't help but think of a few things.
1. When we are little our dads throw us into the air. Never do I remember doubting he will catch me. In fact I remember one day I was on the roof, for some reason, and to get down I had to jump off the roof and into my dad's arms. I didn't hesitate. I waited for him to get ready and then jumped. And of course he caught me. I want that faith again. I want a filial faith. That means "a faith befitting a son or daughter." I want the faith that three year old has in their father when they think their dad is the strongest, greatest, best, bravest, and any other good adjective. Well my heavenly father is the strongest, greatest, best, more powerful, most loving, most just, most almighty, and most perfect. Why do we lose our filial faith when we grow up? It's such a sad thing. And I'm working to get mine back.
2. I have a lot to do and not much time to do it. I have papers, projects, paperwork for Nigeria, shots to get, finish raising about $900, and then finals. All within the next two weeks, finals in four. I am trying not to get overwhelmed, because my Father is the strongest, greatest, most loving, perfect, providing I think you get the picture... But please pray for me as I try to get things done.
3. I am unbelievably blessed by my friends and family. Seriously. Just when I think, "surely they can't do anything else to bless me." I get a phone call. And then I'm blown away [quite literally today, it's really windy].
Now it's back to my homework!
1. When we are little our dads throw us into the air. Never do I remember doubting he will catch me. In fact I remember one day I was on the roof, for some reason, and to get down I had to jump off the roof and into my dad's arms. I didn't hesitate. I waited for him to get ready and then jumped. And of course he caught me. I want that faith again. I want a filial faith. That means "a faith befitting a son or daughter." I want the faith that three year old has in their father when they think their dad is the strongest, greatest, best, bravest, and any other good adjective. Well my heavenly father is the strongest, greatest, best, more powerful, most loving, most just, most almighty, and most perfect. Why do we lose our filial faith when we grow up? It's such a sad thing. And I'm working to get mine back.
2. I have a lot to do and not much time to do it. I have papers, projects, paperwork for Nigeria, shots to get, finish raising about $900, and then finals. All within the next two weeks, finals in four. I am trying not to get overwhelmed, because my Father is the strongest, greatest, most loving, perfect, providing I think you get the picture... But please pray for me as I try to get things done.
3. I am unbelievably blessed by my friends and family. Seriously. Just when I think, "surely they can't do anything else to bless me." I get a phone call. And then I'm blown away [quite literally today, it's really windy].
Now it's back to my homework!
Friday, April 1, 2011
Now 43.
That's all it will take. 50 43 people who give me $30. If I can find 50 43 people to do that my trip is paid for, IN FULL. This trip is feeling more and more real by the day.
So here's some things I would love for you to do:
1. Pray for me and my trip in general.
2. Pray and think about giving me $30.
3. Think about who might give me $30, and talk to them and tell me who.
That's not too hard right?
I leave in51 days. 51 days 21 hours 50 minutes 37 36 35 34...seconds. 48 days 11 hours 28 minutes 50 49 48 47... seconds Why yes I have a countdown n my desktop... And woah. It's coming fast.
In other news, I got my degree plan yesterday. Which I'm one step closer to graduating! 11 classes and student teaching and then I'm done! That's also pretty exciting! Not nearly as exciting as Africa, but still it ranks up there. :]
So here's some things I would love for you to do:
1. Pray for me and my trip in general.
2. Pray and think about giving me $30.
3. Think about who might give me $30, and talk to them and tell me who.
That's not too hard right?
I leave in
In other news, I got my degree plan yesterday. Which I'm one step closer to graduating! 11 classes and student teaching and then I'm done! That's also pretty exciting! Not nearly as exciting as Africa, but still it ranks up there. :]
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