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Kelsi and Sydnee



Hey Everybody,  

Well, for this last month of the race, I have been put on a new team.  In the walk of my own life on the Race, as well as in the walk of the other 3 team members on my previous team, there was a great need for refreshment.  Therefore, it was decided that for this final month of the Race my former team (Tribe Zebulun) would be split up and each of us put on separate, already preexisting teams.  

Well, the transition has been wonderful!!!  I am with team Second Mile.  (Kelsi Dawe, Annie Walker, Sydnee Mela, Will Jung, and Tyson Payne).  It is amazing to see how God has allowed me to just naturally fit in with this new team.  Things that took months to achieve on Jubilee, or even Zebulun, only took days and even moments with this team, which is incredible considering that I only have a month with them.  
 
The reason I am writing you all this is because two of my new team members are still in need of some support money.  Kelsi and Sydnee are two incredible women of God.  

Kelsi is the team leader of Second Mile.  I had the privilege of being with Kelsi and working alongside of her when I was doing missions work in the Red Light District of Chiang Mai Thailand.  She has a contagious joy, and a huge heart for both the people on the squad, as well as the people we meet on the field.  She is also an incredible worshipper, allowing the freedom of God to penetrate and saturate every ounce of her worship to God.  This has both encouraged and inspired me to worship God with a new level of freedom and abandonment.  

Sydnee is one of the sweetest people I have met on the Race.  She has a beautiful heart for her family, both on and off the Race.  She is an encourager and loves fiercely.  Sydnee is also an artist, with the gift of both photography and painting.  This incredible woman of God, however, doesn't just keep this gift to herself, but so often uses it out here on the field.  When contacts need pictures for their own records, or simply for their own personal enjoyment, Sydnee jumps in and offers her gift to the World.  She recently said "I enjoy taking pictures for a purpose", and therefore does so, using her gift to both bless and encourage those around her.  

We finish this race in about 16 days, and combined, Sydnee and Kelsi need about 2,000 dollars.  So this is what I am asking for.  I have approximately 150 people, give or take 10 or 20, who click on my blogs each time that I post them.  If each of you gave just 10 dollars to each of these women, they could go home completely support raised and even have a little left over for the reimbursement of those expensive vaccinations we all had to get.  You all have sent me on this trip and faithfully supported me, both financially and spiritually, every step of the way, and I don't say lightly that "I couldn't have done this without you!"  But, I am asking that you would please do the same for these 2 women as we end this journey together.  

If you feel like this is something you have the means to do, and would enjoy doing, please click on their names below and then click on their "support me" tabs to the left of their blogs.  


If you would like to check out their own support blogs, you can click on the links below:  


Thank you all!!!! See you soon!!!
Jordan 
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The Miracle of a Story



 Yesterday I had the opportunity to meet a man named Vladamir.  Vlad has an amazing story, and after hearing it yesterday and feeling the hope that it stirred within my own heart, I asked him if it would be okay to share his story on my blog so that you all could share in it too.  He answered with "You must share my story".  In his heart, if it brought people to a greater knowledge of the Glory of God, there was no option in whether or not I shared it :)   

I met Vlad, along with four other incredible men (with four other incredible stories) at a rehabilitation center for people who have struggled with alcohol addiction, as well as drug addiction.  When I first walked into the rehabilitation house it was nothing like I had expected.  I had prepared myself to walk into a place similar to a hospital, as well as a spiritually heavy environment.  I was pleasantly surprised to find neither.  We pulled up to a house shortly after lunch, and out comes Vlad.  He lead Annie, Tyson, Will, and I, as well as our contact and another girl we have met here at YWAM, into the living room.  Vlad, as well as the 4 other men in the house, welcomed us with huge smiles and then proceeded to share their stories with us.  

Vlad is 50 years old, and he was severely addicted to alcohol for the last 35 years.  He started drinking when he was 15 years old.  He has 2 daughters around 20 years old and a son who is 30 years old.  Over the 35 years that he was suffering from alcoholism, he was in the hospital 15 times getting intravenous treatment for his alcohol addiction, only to come out and start drinking again.  He was in the military for several years.  He said that he got to a point where he hit rock bottom.  He decided to go for help at a Christian rehabilitation center, about a year ago.  There he received Jesus as his savior.  He said that the day he received Jesus, that was that, he never touched alcohol or drugs again, nor did he have a desire to.  He didn't have to wean himself off little by little.. he was changed forever in one day.  He stayed at the rehabilitation center for several months, and now is on staff working to help others that are / have been in his same situation.  

If you saw Vlad you would probably be more than a little intimidated.   He is a very large and built man. (Let's just say he fit the "military profile") However as I began to listen to his story and look into his eyes, I couldn't help but cry, as there was a joy and gentleness that is almost indescribable in his eyes.  I saw so much of Jesus in those eyes.  He is completely changed by the blood of Jesus, and serves Him now whole heartedly with a faith and confidence, but what's more, a knowledge of grace and humility that I haven't encountered but in a few people.  

As I was listening to his story and to the stories of the other men in the room, I couldn't help but think about the miracle of a story.  So often I ask God for signs and wonders, but very seldom do I sit to listen to the miracles in the stories of those around me... they are my signs and wonders.  It was another lesson I hope to never forget.  It was a moment of grace.  I sat there in awe once again, as I have several times on this trip, that Jesus brought me on a journey I didn't want to go on originally, and if He hasn't done enough already, He didn't let me go home without meeting Vlad!!   
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Pictures of Greece



I have been horrible about posting pictures on my blog... but hopefully better late than never will apply?...  

Here are some pictures of Greece! 

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=192404&id=723212296&l=7b47d3a0f0


(Just copy the link and paste in your browser... you don't have to be on facebook to view them) 
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Adventures in Missions



 Although for much of the Race I have been under that mindset that we haven't had many of the "adventures" we were thinking we would have (non-missions adventures that is).  After parachuting / Ukrainian skydiving yesterday, I stopped to think of how many other non-everyday-missions-experiences I could count, and there were actually more than I thought there would be.  I haven't written a "fun" blog in awhile, so I thought this might be an opportune moment to share :)   

Guatemala:

-       Hiked a Volcano (Volcan de Pacaya) in Antigua, and roasted marshmallows over the lava.  Later on in the Race we found out that volcano actually erupted only a few months after we had left.   (I guess when they say "active" they mean it.)

Niceragua:

-       Hiked up yet another volcano, 4 hours up.  This one was unique however, in that when we got to the top there was a lake in the crater.  ( I would say I hiked down the volcano as well, but honestly I practically had to be carried J )

 Thailand:

-       Rode an Elephant

-       Bamboo rafted down a river

-       Set off "lanterns" on New Years Eve.  This was one of my favorite things I have done on the race.  It is a Thai tradition on New Years, and the sky gets filled with these glowing lanterns... truly beautiful! 

Cambodia:

-       Visited Angkor Wat

 Thailand (part II):

-       Ate a Fried Cricket.  Honestly it wasn't that bad... even so however, I could only do one.  In Thailand this is a yummy appetizer. 

 Ghana:

-       Visited an old Slave Castle in Cape Coast.  A very sobering experience, to say the least.

-       Swam in some of the largest waves in the Atlantic Ocean that my 5'2" frame has ever swam in.   Don't know if surfing will ever make my "adventures" list. 

 Togo, Nigeria, and Romania:

-       Wasn't too eventful on this side of things. 

 Greece:

-       Saw the ruins of Thessalonica

-       Stood on Mars Hill

-       Visited the Acropolis

-       Hiked to a church on the top of a large hill overlooking the city.  (Let's just say you would have to be a dedicated church member to attend this church every Sunday.  It was quite the hike) 

-       Took pictures at the Olympic Stadium

 Moldova:

-       Once again, not too eventful in this area. 

 Ukraine:

-       Skydiving / parachuting from a plane at 2,400 feet, by myself!  One of my favorite things I have done on the Race thus far.  

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"Too Good To Be True"... I THINK NOT



"Too Good To be True"

- Sinner Saved by Grace-
- Redeeming Love-
- New Creation-
- Saved -
- Forgiven -

So often we use these phrases to describe a work that Christ has done in us.  Although they bring Joy  for  a moment as  hope begins to stir that "it might be true", I have watched Christians refuse time after time, me included, what these phrases truly mean... what they truly say about us. 

I  know that the word I am about to use is often used by the church, and therefore it is easy to be desensitized to it, but Reality (God's Reality, not our logic) being what it is, we are ROYALTY.  We started out that way at the beginning of creation, and I believe it is God's full intent to make sure that " as many as will receive Him" come to the fullest understanding (as possible) of what this word, this Identity, truly means for our lives. 

God has been talking to me a lot lately about Reality.  That "Reality" in its truest form is HIS REALITY.  Living in anything other that that Reality is like living in an illusion.  Unfortunately, until we get to Heaven " We will only know in part".  However, just as I believe it is part of God's goal and desire, from the moment we say "yes / I do" to receiving Jesus as our Identity, for us to understand that we entered into a Royal family, I also believe He is constantly working to open our eyes, and "clear the fog" so that His reality, True Reality, becomes our own. 

Over the last several months God has taught my heart to dream and believe again.... to believe that I am (and WE ARE) worth something, truly priceless, to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.  I am learning that my dreams, my desires, for the Kingdom, are the Reality of God.  Graham Cooke talks about Dreaming with God.  After listening to His sermon on this topic the other day, God began to pour some things into my spirit.  Since then whenever I have thought about these new truths I can hardly contain the yearning inside of me. 

You see, it isn't enough to just say the words " I am Royalty", "I am a daughter / son of God".  So often we stop there, but if we do and refuse to see and believe the power behind those words, we are selling God short and living for a reality less than what God created us to live for. 

I know as Christians there is a Holy Fear that we are supposed to have, of becoming too proud, of forgetting that "we are but dust", of forgetting where we came from.  However, when this "Holy Fear" begins to tell us we are less than who God says we are in the moment that we receive Him, that "Holy Fear" is no longer Holy, but just fear itself.  "God has not given us a spirit of Fear". 

I know it is a frightening place at times to truly believe that God does look down at our blood washed spirits and sees NOT the gory mess that once defined our lives, but instead sees His son.  If we really did understand this, what would it mean for our lives?  To believe that He truly made you for greatness, made you for Glory, made you for extraordinary things.  I, like many of you, walk on this ground with much fear and trembling because I don't want to think too much of myself... I truly want to be humble and thankful for what He has done.  However, so often we, (I'm talking about me here as well) pendulum swing in our "humility" to seeing ourselves, thinking of ourselves, as less than He does. 

I have learned recently that telling God "no", with the excuse of "I'm not good enough for that", or even "I'm a sinner God", when God offers you a new Identity and an opportunity for greatness is actually false humility.  For, who am I to tell God what He can and cannot do with the life I say I have offered to Him, or greater yet, the life He made in the first place. 

He says we are Sons and Daughters of God.  Now, look at Jesus, "His only begotten Son".  He is glory itself... power in its truest and purest form... hope... love.... faithfulness.... and the list truly goes on and on.  Now, please hear my heart, I am in no way comparing myself to Jesus in that I am, "The GREAT I AM", however I don't think God took it lightly when He used the same word " sons / daughters of God" when describing us, when He gave the same title of "Son" to Jesus as well. 

He made us for Glory.  We fell from it, but He gave us Jesus to live in us, to cover us, to BE our identity... and to even "do greater things than He did".  Continuously saying I am a sinner.... is saying "my identity shines greater than that of Jesus'", which you were washed in.  Continuing to be hung up on who we were, in living in a place of fear, instead of humble and thankful remembrance, is selling God short!  It is living for less than He made us to live for. 

The Reality of God says you are Royalty, A Son or Daughter of the most High, Cherished,... Beloved.  It's who you are now!!!
Not believing this, and ALL that God intended it to be for our lives, is to "lack the power of the Holy spirit and to deny the full GIFT of Christ.  Not believing this is living in ignorance of Grace and true Redemptions power!" (Something my mom once said :) 

So often we live by our own understanding / logic.  Well, God isn't logical... He is Wise.  We have to stop trying to understand it all the time... as if understanding will make us worthy (or in some cases unworthy)... because if understanding is our goal... short of love and grace.... it's hopeless, and it won't make sense, and the GIFT of Royalty will only become a burden of frustration, bitterness and anger. 

Take the humility, it will push you to Glory, because you will have a greater dependency on Him as you recall that " you are but dust", and yet somehow made for greatness, but it's time to start living as Sons and daughters of a King... THE KING!!! 

You are valuable, creative, unique!  Not in you're own right... but because He says so!!  By His Grace, you ARE  a Royal Priesthood.  A Most Beloved Son or Daughter, called to show Him off well as you live a life "made for Glory". 

Once we truly get this, not only will you be an unstoppable force for the Kingdom of God, but your life will be a testimony that God is who He says that He is, and that He CAN do what He says He can do.... A Miracle worker.... making a miracle out of the lives of both You and I!  

It isn't too good to be true... It's what He wants for our lives... it is what we were truly created for!  
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A Season of Grace



Therefore I am now going to allure her;

I will lead her into the desert

And speak tenderly to her. 

There I will give her back her vineyards,

And will make the Valley of Achor a door of hope. 

There she will sing as in the days of her youth,

As in the day she came up out of Egypt. 

 

Hosea 2: 14-15

 

When I first read this set of verses, I'll be honest... it didn't make me happy.  Quite the opposite actually.... I grew very angry with God.  At the time these set of verses first began to be massaged into my heart I was walking through " a desert"... one of the hardest ones I'd walked through in my adult relationship with Christ.  When God showed me these verses, therefore, I grew very frustrated.  I began to say to God "If you really knew me, why would you ever lead me into the desert to 'speak tenderly to me'?  Why not take me to the 'seaside' or the 'mountaintop'?  Why would you take me to the desert?"

 Honestly God's answer to this question is one of the sweetest moments I think that I have had on this Race.  I'm going to try and explain it to you, to give you a better picture: 

 In my minds eye I saw this picture of the Beloved, with the most tender and gentle smile, and His eyes were filled laughter...  merriment.  He wasn't distraught by my questions, nor was He disappointed. On the contrary I think He was overjoyed that I would ask... because in asking, He could share His heart!   He just tipped His head back and laughed and then looked on me with the kind of love that takes your breath away.  The words I then heard went something like this:

 "Jordan, the valley isn't a season of forgetfulness on my part... I know you so well!  It isn't even a season of my being hard on you or "teaching you a lesson" as if you were some naughty child.  It is a season of GRACE. 

In the desert you draw so close to me.  So close that I could even whisper and be heard.  There aren't the distractions of the mountaintop or the noise of the most beautiful of seas, although these things too are by my grace that you have received them.  But the desert is a season of intimacy... it is there that hope is restored... the intimacy with me that you receive in the desert is what makes the mountaintops so sweet and the waterside so peaceful, because you have gained a greater insight into who I AM.  Here I can pull you to my chest and allow you to hear my heartbeat. The "easy" days are then just a CELEBRATION between the great love between you and I.. an intimacy that was gained in the desert place."

 I can no longer ask God to remove the desert seasons from my life.  I'm learning to say "thank you" for the desert.  "Yes and Amen" to the trials.  Granted, I am quite certain that it will be a lesson I work on for all my days.  It has truly been with the "sand under my feet" that I have learned about hope... and no sweeter singing has risen from my lips then when I had to walk upon the sand of the driest of deserts.  The deserts, although the most difficult, have also been the seasons where I have learned the most... they have been some of the sweetest seasons of the Race... but more than that, they have been some of the sweetest seasons on this Journey, the one we all take.  It is there in the dryness that I have come to know Jesus in ways that I at one time could only hope for.  It is there I have learned that He is truly Faithful.. He is truly Good... His arms do hold me... and that HE IS ALL I NEED!!!  

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Fear and Faith



 

I'm going to preface this blog and let you know that I am honestly writing it for selfish motives... I needed this reminder today, however I would love for you to be able to pull from it whatever you can!  Thanks for reading... still... MONTH 11 J

 

While back in Nigeria, month 8 of the race (I can hardly believe that was almost 3 months ago) I faced a very large transition point in the Race.  As many of you know Nigeria was a rather rough month for me (as well as the people on my team).  We had just faced a team change, a rather large one at that, and no sooner had a week gone by with my new team than 2 of those new team members got very sick, one with malaria, the other with typhoid. 

 I am happy to report that both are doing just fine now. (Side Note:  One thing that I have learned on the Race is that God is a healer, and that ALL healing is a miracle, no matter the timing.  I, therefore, am happy to report that I have witnessed at least 2 miracles on the race in the healings of these two teammates.)

 Although my time in Nigeria was by far the hardest month of the race for me, God taught me some amazing things in that month... things I am really only now beginning to realize.  One of those lessons was taught during the sickness of both of those teammates. 

 I was praying one night, at one of the all night prayer vigils, and all I could feel was this overwhelming anxiety in my spirit.  I was praying for the team that I had just left (and at the time felt like I had lost), the new team I had just joined, and the healing of my teammates.  My prayers felt like they were bouncing off of the walls... and right back into my ears.  Honestly I began to grow frustrated and tired.  I had experienced this feeling before in my prayers, and it was part of the reason that, up until this point, I didn't really even enjoy praying in depth about anything at all.  Every prayer felt full of anxiety, and what was worse... like God wasn't really listening. 

 However, this night God gave me a very interesting revelation about myself and about prayer in general.  In that early hour of the morning, in the middle of Nigeria, God showed me how each prayer I prayed was a prayer of fear, not of faith or trust.  I was praying with the mindset that I had to talk God into answering the prayers I was praying. When they felt like they weren't being heard (like I was hitting that wall) anxiety grew and I began to repeat my prayers over.... and over.... and over... filled with fear that God wouldn't answer if I didn't do such things. 

 I realized that I had prayed this way my whole life.  Usually these prayers became more prevalent when what I was praying for "seemed" impossible.  A relationship I wanted to hold on to so dearly that felt like was slipping away, a healing I wanted to see take place but didn't really know if God would do, finances I needed that seemed too great at the time... etc. 

 However in God's goodness and His faithfulness, He showed me then and there that I don't need to pray filled with anxiety and fear.  Ever!!!  No matter the circumstance... no matter how great the "impossibility".  I only need to know the ONE that I am praying to, and allow the knowledge, the intimacy in the relationship with HIM, to be the catalyst behind my prayers.  For whether He would answer with a "yes" or "no" or any of the other creative ways in which He answers sometimes... it doesn't change who HE is and the promises He has given and CONTINUES to give. 

 Remembering that God is faithful... remembering that He is good and works things to my good... remembering that He LOVES. so incredibly well... ALWAYS (Good or bad.. .these things are true, although it does seem easier to see them sometimes in the good).  When we focus on Him, even in our heaviest of prayers, those prayers never need be filled with anxiety and fear... because like the old hymn goes "I know whom I have believed in and am persuaded that He is able, to keep that which I've committed unto Him against that day."  

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MY God



In my last blog I mentioned that we had the opportunity to lead a Bible Study at the church in Athens.  As well as learning a new lesson in submission to God, I also heard something expressed in a way that I have never heard before, and in a way that I hope I will never forget.  

At this Bible Study there was a beautiful woman of God named Sheila.  Sheila is originally from Zimbabwe. ( A place in which I am now convinced I have to visit in meeting Sheila, Sheila's daughter and her daughter's friend) My goodness does this woman have a heart for Jesus!!!  She is amazing!!!  She has this quiet strength about her, yet she is sweet and incredibly feminine and beautiful.   I can't help hoping to be a woman like her someday. Although I was only able to spend a few hours with her she touched me in a way that few people have on this journey.  

In the Bible Study she said several different things that were soaked in wisdom.  But there was something very simple yet incredibly profound in regards to intimacy with God that she said that I just loved.  
She said "Even if we have the same God, I don't want to serve your God, I want to serve MY God".  
She talked about having an intimate experience with the Father that was all her own. That it didn't matter what "so-and-so" experienced with God, she wanted her own experiences with God.  She didn't want to serve "Jordan's God" in and of that she should have my experiences she wanted to serve "Her God".  He meant that much to her, that it wasn't good enough to have someone else's  version / intimacy with God... she wanted her own. 

I absolutely loved this thought!!  "MY GOD".  He is mine... He is intimate and personal and my and your relationships with God are completely unique, even though He is absolutely the same God.  

"I want to serve MY GOD!"  
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Submission



 So while we were in Greece we had the privilege of leading a Bible Study at one of the 2 church sites that our contact pastors.  This particular church is based out of Athens.  

We didn't know that we were leading a Bible Study till the day before, but honestly it was better than we could have hoped for.  The study covering material out of James chapter 4.  As we were discussing through the chapter, the conversation seemed to settle on the topic of submission to God.  

As I was listening to the 6 or so other (non-WR people) talk about submission to God I had this thought... okay who are we kidding... it's me... so I had quite a few thoughts... however, they looked something like this:

"I see submission to God as a 'bad' thing... in a 'this is so not going to be fun kind of way'.  Why is this?  Is this something I was taught, or something I really feel?  Who do I know God to be?  Why is it so important that I submit to Him anyway?"  

As I began to mentally review these questions I was incredibly surprised by the answers that came.  

If I look at my life, even if it is just over the last year and a half, every time I have submitted to God in a way that was at first uncomfortable and difficult, it has turned out Wonderfully. 

 Lately I have been continually amazed  at the fact that God brought me on this trip called the World Race.  Something that was not apart of my plans, and that I was actually mad at God for asking me to do.  However, God was not deterred by my frustration.  He asked me to do it anyway... and He took me to Greece.  God let me throw a temper tantrum and then gave me 40-some amazing people, 2 new families, and a trip around the World.  Why?  Why did He do this?  

Maybe... just maybe it is because He knows me better than I know myself.  He knew that I would throw a temper tantrum, but He also knew that I would LOVE this, and He loves me enough to allow and want me to experience it despite my temper tantrum. He knew that I would come to month 10 and that I would bring myself to tears almost every time I think of leaving these people and this life.... that's how much I would love it.  He knew that I would have the ability to not only touch other lives but be touched myself.   

God is Faithful... God is Good... God is Loving... God is Merciful... God is__________  (fill in the blank).  He is all things wonderful, and He asks us to submit to Him to come under that Grace, Love, Mercy, Power, Faithfulness....etc.  Why do we fight Him?  Am I so easily fulfilled by ease and apathy that I would rather sit in my stubbornness then submit to this God, even if it is a little painful at times?  He blows my socks off every time I trust Him and step out on a limb.  Every time I risk... He NEVER EVER lets me down. 

I know full well that submission does not always mean comfort, and sometimes it is downright difficult... however, God always supersedes our expectations if we let Him... so lets give Him control... let Him cover... submission doesn't have to be a bad thing.  It might just be as amazing as a trip around the world with some of the best people you could imagine, learning and seeing places that you never dreamed possible!!! 
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Greece!!



Well... the team and I are in Greece!!!! I can't but hardly believe it.  This was our ATL month, and as we were thinking about places to go we said "why not Greece?".  We googled some WYAM contacts and they got us set up with a local church here in Greece. 

Although I have  been here for about a week, I still can't quite comprehend the fact that God brought me to Greece.  To Thessalonica, no less.  As I walked the streets of the city I was overwhelmed that I was standing in the place where both 1st and 2nd Thessalonians was sent to.  I have been able to walk the street of Ignatia and see the park where it is thought that Paul preached.  There are many ruins within the city.  Actually anytime the city does any excavating at all, if they find a ruin, they stop excavation to preserve the ruin.  Therefore, most of the ruins date back to b.c.  A-MAZING!!!  The original wall of the city is still here also, well at least parts of it :)
 
Our contact here in Greece has been wonderful.  He is from the Philippines and he and his wife run an international church based out of Thessalonica, but with a daughter church in Athens (we will be leaving for that church this coming Friday).  His church here, as Greece is 98% Greek Orthodox, has had to deal with a lot of resistence and persecution from other religions as well as the government.  Honestly most of our ministry, outside of doing the Sunday services, has been pouring into the pastor, his wife, son, and sister who also came to Greece to help her brother get this ministry going. 
 
We will be going to Athens on Saturday morning.  When we arrive we are going to try and go to the Acropolis and the Parthenon to do evangelism.  Then, on Sunday we will be taking over the service again.  This has been really fun for me, doing the Sunday services that is.  This last Sunday I actually lead worship, on the piano, with a real worship team for the first time since I lefttates. 
 
If you would all be praying for the pastor and his family here.  They have been in Greece for 11 years doing ministry under much persecution.  Yet, they continue to push on.  The Pastor has said on multiple occasions that God has often made Him walk in faith under the phrase "you go and I'll provide".  This Pastor has said He tried to talk God into "You provide and I'll go", but that God has challanged Him many times with making this Pastor go first in obedience and faith.  Their church is a small gathering of people who are hungry for Christ.  They have truly been an encouragement to us all!!!
 
Anywho, I think that is all for now.  We will be heading to Maldova on the 11th to meet up with the squad for a couple of days before we do ministry there.  We have about 30 hours of train rides, not including layovers so if you would be praying for rest and patience for my team and I. 
 
Love you all! 
 
 
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