Hey everybody! There has been a recent very interesting piece of information released about me. I was at breakfast the other day and overheard a table of interns speaking about Amish people, Hutterites and then...dun dun du...MENNONITES. I spoke up and used the words of a wise friend "I am in fact a 100% pure blood Mennonite." For a moment they all stopped and starred...then moments latter burst into laughter. I continued on with a straight face explaining that I was a Mennonite from both my mother and my father and that my roots were in Russia. They began to ask questions like "why don't you wear a black skirt" and "does your dad know that you dye your hair?" Suddenly one of the interns began to speak to me over the fact that I couldn't be a Christian and a Mennonite. Now one thing you all should know. If you ever have an issue loving an individual or a group of people, just spend time praying for them! In other words; I have spent the past six months praying for a my people and I don't appreciate any disrespect towards them! I desperately tried explaining that the Mennonites are an ethnic-religious group and that my last name made me Mennonite, not simply the fact that I grew up in a Mennonite church. He began to raise his voice and full out verbally accuse me of not giving myself wholly to Christianity because I still claimed to be a Mennonite. I resisted my flesh, told him that he was a great friend and walked away. However I did go and get my other dear Blumenorter who is in our internship and get him to speak to this individual. Sometimes it helps to get a man involved...FYI.
These past few weeks the Lord has been showering me with gifts of encouragement that the cry's of my heart have been heard; and that He is on the move. It's crazy how so often we think we are unheard when the Lord has not replied to our pleas for five years never mind ten year old prayer items. My childhood journals are bursting with promise's from the Lord and time's when I was sure He had spoken clearly. It's so easy though to look back and say "I was just a child, I didn't know the voice of the Lord." Coming into this track I had several people say "God is going to confirm promise's and prophecies of old for you this track." Every time I heard that it brought me to tears however honestly I could not have told you what those might be! Last week my friend mentioned that she was going to visit a horse ranch that a Christian lady owned and asked if I would like to come with. Well I won't go into details however that event unlocked years of promise's and plea's from my childhood heart. It was as if this lady was seeing into my soul yet that humble woman spoke so few words. It was as if every word though was awakening something within me.
My dear friends if you feel as if all hope is lost, as if your prayers and your pleas are falling on deaf ears please remember that our God is one of hope! He has not forgotten and most importantly you should never stop asking. I love the story of David who fasted and interceded for his sons life until he passed away; once he was gone he got up, got dressed and ate. You are sitting there reading this e-mail with breath in your lungs; there is all hope! Keep knocking, be the persistent widow and continue to insist that the God who answers prayers would come and touch you, your family and your life.
Loved it. For real.
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