Hello MaryGrace. Probably the only person who will read this and make me post more. But just in case you're not MG... I'm in Montana doing a Discipleship Training School and it's radical.
I've boiled it down to the fact that everyone is so amazing and selfless that it doesn't really matter where we are or what we're doing, everything is good.
We figured out our possible countries for outreach today (!!!) but I haven't heard a final word from anyone yet so I'm waiting to talk. I'll probably know by tomorrow?
Other than that, people have started getting in the groove. Conversations have moved from, "So where you from" and "Why'd you choose Montana?" to figuring out each other's personalities (I'm an otter apparently) and learning how to listen to God's voice. Baby steps.
Oh, and I have a penny in my shoe. It's pretty weird, but it definitely works. We're supposed to pray every time we feel it so that we can get in tune with hearing God's voice.
YOU FEEL IT A LOT.
I definitely feel more in tune. But acting out what God has been telling me to do has proved very difficult. I'm getting better though.
Pray for me to be steadfast and bold
a;sldkjfiek. everyounce.
ReplyDeleteyerTHERE. and you're so ready for all of it.
literally eagerness drippin off these words.
i feel like you're standing there in innocent raw childhood anticipation for the galaxies at your fingertips.
Jesus is going to blow your mind.
there's no words.
i can't explain the literal release of joy that runs up and down me when i remember that you're up there.
i love that you and all your adamness is taking in that base and those people and the heart festival (ohdear) and grindstone of DTS. i'm on the edge of my seat down here waitin to hear how you embrace it.
also, always write. and not just for me, more will be reading, i promise.
what you have to say and the way you process and the way things touch you is dynamically different-flavor refreshing.
love you brother.
i'm sorry i just wrote a 2 page essay.
No, Mary Grace will NOT be the only one reading the words of the goings on in your heart. I will be sitting on the edge of my seat anxious to devour every word you have to offer.
ReplyDeleteAlready, Son, I hear God coming to you in strength and tenderness. So cool. It's as if He becomes palpable.
Imagine your mom jumping up and down, clapping, full of joy as she sees God move in you and around you. That's me.
I love you more than you can stand.
Mom