Saturday, May 19, 2012

No One is too Far-Gone


No One is too far-gone

I am in the states, as you know. I am going to school for Social work, attending Tyler Junior College.  Here I meet many different people.  This campus is very lost many people need Jesus.  My heart breaks when I walk thru the halls and talk with people because I see their need for the Savior. When I started TJC I started helping with a ministry called the Baptist Student Ministry (BSM). The BSM has an event that is on Thursday nights called pancakes from 8-12pm we work in the kitchen making pancakes to not only feed the students,  but also the hearts of the people who come through the doors. I met someone at the BSM that I don’t think I will ever forget; a few weeks ago I guy came walking in asking if he could help us cook, so someone handed him a spoon and said, “have at it man. “  I was severing the bacon that night and we started talking.  Now you know when the spirit just puts someone heavy on your heart to pray for even of you never see him or her again.  He was this person for me.  My friend and I started praying for him.  We knew he was struggling we did not know the details. That was fine God was telling us to pray so we did.  The Lord told me not to preach the gospel to him because he already knew it.; I was told just show the gospel to him.  One day my friend and I were praying for him knowing the semester was almost over and there was little time left to serve this guy.  We wanted to see his life wrecked for Jesus to the point he could do nothing else then praise the Father with everything.  So we were praying for him before church. Praying that he would have an angel come to him and break the chains devil had on him because the enemy has no place in his life. We were asking for an angel to come to him and change him forever.  That night my friend picked him up for church (he almost did go).  They went to church and the prayer that was said over him hours before came true.  He had an encounter with God that night at church.  Later that night he called me sounding joyful.  He told me that he went out side of church to pray; at that moment he was praying, “Lord take my life! Take all of me! I give up”.  Then when he went back in a man came up and prayed over him. On the phone he said, “Katie, I think he was an angel.”  This blew me away because that was the prayer we were asking God to make Himself known through an angel and once again he came through.  There is now a guy that is wrecked for Jesus… praise God!!!!   
No one is ever to far from the kingdom.  Are job as believers is to love and be full of grace also to give love until it hurts.  God says come as you are, but he loves you too much to stay that way. Simply knowing and loving Jesus will change lives!!!                 

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Faithfulness


Faithfulness

When I was nine years old I went to Mexico with my family.  On that trip I was sitting at a work site while people from our church were building a house.  I was on a pile of dirt with some little children; we found some nails and string and crafted a cross to give to the new homeowner.  Looking back on my life this was the time I was wrecked for Missions no matter where God was going to send me.  Time went on and the chance to go to Zambia, Africa came. The Lord showed me His power in raising the money.  When I was sixteen I felt the call on my life to go and love in Africa.  I went back to Africa at seventeen this was a forever-changing trip from the second I stepped off the plane I was overwhelmed because I knew I was home. One of the hardest things I ever had to do was leave my heart in a foreign land that became my home. I had to leave the people I lost my heart to.  But God has bigger and better plans for me I am still unclear of what these are and soon enough I will know.

            This April I had the possible opportunity to go to Africa.  My heart was saying “yes,” I will go; there was nothing I would not have given up to go.  This turned out to be my humanness talking because I want to go back and be where my heart rests. However, this was not God’s plan for now.  I am staying in America.  This has been one of the hardest things I have ever been through, but I know God is teaching me to be ready to go where he calls and to wait for his timing.  It is hard to be patient when my heart is not here in the states.  God knows what I need, I am grateful that I serve a God who gives me what I need over what I want.  After all, as people, we can think something is really good but if we run before God says to go, it is not in his perfect will.  So for now I’ll wait and seek the Lord for when he wants me to go.  I may not ever get to go back to Africa, but I am ready to go wherever God wants me to go whenever this may be.  I want more then anything in the world to be in the hands of the king and love Him.  He has me exactly where He wants me. My job is just to be faithful to His call and rest in His arms; waiting for His voice to say it is time GO!