I'm here, the second country of my third continent. I'm in Swaziland. It's another world. No kidding. I thought Manhattan was another world. The feel of the sidewalks, following the shoe in front of yours, the shirtless models, the smells and screens from every angle, I thought that was different.
Swaziland has dirt roads with cows going across them. Eating along the sides and crossing to the other side when they feel like it. It has "Supermarkets" with hand written signs displaying the costs. Women walk around with babies tied to their backs with blankets and huge baskets balanced on their heads. Chickens head's and feet are eaten. Normal houses aren't just guarded with fences and walls, but also with guards who sit there and open the fences to the communities and driveways until the people come home and they are off duty. A good chunk of the people don't have running water, and they have huge containers that the rain water is collected in.
The people are happy. A lot of them are believers. Our car is dirty, from all of these roads. We've gotten so used to bumping around on crazy roads, being on the highway almost feels strange!
We've learned to be thankful for things and I've learned to not judge why a person should be happy, and what they should expect. So often we want to fix a problem that is only a problem to us. Running water is a gift, yes. Being thankful for available water is a bigger gift. Using what is there, happily, and being faithful and thankful in every circumstance is a gift.
There are so many happy, hard working people here and in SA. I have seen so many people ironing, doing dishes, mopping, sweeping, doing everything with their whole hearts. People care about what they do, and how they do it. There is a good kind of pride and a stamina in the hearts of the people that resonates with me. People are not looking at what others are wearing, or judging by what kinds of things people have. They are just living, not looking back. I do like it here. I like seeing things I don't expect to see, and tasting new things, and suprising young Mothers by playing with their kids. (But I've done that everywhere else too!) I especially like that everyone speaks English! Thank the Lord!
Thanks for reading and for praying!
Katie
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
A Phophetic blessing in Witbank, Mpumalanga
Hello my friends!
I am so full, even pain feels sweet. The power of God makes life a gift in every state.
And those weren't even words I was planning to write. We are staying with a wonderful couple who have a powerful ministry of training up young people to pray and worship and intercede and operate in the prophetic.
They stream some live worship from a place in Kansas City called IHOP, International house of prayer, (not pancakes) and before we moved on to lunch, they said they wanted to pray for us, and if the Lord put anything on their hearts, they would say it, and the rest would be quiet.
I feel like something dead and useless and really heavy was plucked off of my back.
I hope I can do it justice, what he said. I want to share it because I believe it's not just for me. I know we can't impart an experience, because our relationship to Jesus is a garden enclosed. It's a private thing and some things are hidden like in any relationship, to be enjoyed and cherished alone.
The words are the only things that can be shared, but the meaning will ring in someone elses mind.
"I saw you standing with a dress on, and the dress was above your knees, and you made it, and you were crying on your bed, because it was all wrong, because it wasn't perfect. And Jesus sat next to you, on the bed, and pulled out a little box. And in the box were eyeballs. And he took your eyeballs out, easily, there was no blood, or anything and put the new ones in. And these new eyes were the eyes to see yourself the way God sees you. You are beautiful. You are beautiful. You are beautiful. And he is so pleased with you. And I saw that you were wearing a backpack, filled with responsibilities that are so heavy, and as you pulled them out, they were so heavy, your back was just hurting and sore from the weight. And as the responsibilities came out of the bag, they actually got bigger, and were 4 feet tall, and 8 feet tall, Just love him, let him be your first love. As you love him, they will shrink and be no bigger than coins that can fit in your pocket. You will still have them, things still need to get done, but they will be easier to do and to carry because the love of God motivates them.
It's just been a while since I felt God so near, and that there was a special word for me. We were all ministered to so much. The atmosphere is different. Thank you Jesus.
Be blessed,
Katie
I am so full, even pain feels sweet. The power of God makes life a gift in every state.
And those weren't even words I was planning to write. We are staying with a wonderful couple who have a powerful ministry of training up young people to pray and worship and intercede and operate in the prophetic.
They stream some live worship from a place in Kansas City called IHOP, International house of prayer, (not pancakes) and before we moved on to lunch, they said they wanted to pray for us, and if the Lord put anything on their hearts, they would say it, and the rest would be quiet.
I feel like something dead and useless and really heavy was plucked off of my back.
I hope I can do it justice, what he said. I want to share it because I believe it's not just for me. I know we can't impart an experience, because our relationship to Jesus is a garden enclosed. It's a private thing and some things are hidden like in any relationship, to be enjoyed and cherished alone.
The words are the only things that can be shared, but the meaning will ring in someone elses mind.
"I saw you standing with a dress on, and the dress was above your knees, and you made it, and you were crying on your bed, because it was all wrong, because it wasn't perfect. And Jesus sat next to you, on the bed, and pulled out a little box. And in the box were eyeballs. And he took your eyeballs out, easily, there was no blood, or anything and put the new ones in. And these new eyes were the eyes to see yourself the way God sees you. You are beautiful. You are beautiful. You are beautiful. And he is so pleased with you. And I saw that you were wearing a backpack, filled with responsibilities that are so heavy, and as you pulled them out, they were so heavy, your back was just hurting and sore from the weight. And as the responsibilities came out of the bag, they actually got bigger, and were 4 feet tall, and 8 feet tall, Just love him, let him be your first love. As you love him, they will shrink and be no bigger than coins that can fit in your pocket. You will still have them, things still need to get done, but they will be easier to do and to carry because the love of God motivates them.
It's just been a while since I felt God so near, and that there was a special word for me. We were all ministered to so much. The atmosphere is different. Thank you Jesus.
Be blessed,
Katie
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