New Home

We are finally alone!  Thank you Jesus! I can feel such a difference and have already experienced some changes with hubby.  I am so relieved. So far so good!

The Spoons and Forks

Yesterday I had a moment in the kitchen. I was putting away dry dishes and spoons and all of a sudden I remembered my forks and spoons! Let me explain.

During the move to Mexico I had put away separately the things I wanted to keep in the States either because of sentimental value or documents that were important. It wasn’t much. I knew I couldn’t ask people to keep everything I wanted so I really took time to select. Included in this was a 16 set silverware I bought years back. I felt so proud when I bought this. It was one of the first things I bought filling my kitchen with everything I needed. It was never about expensive things, just ‘my things’.  The set was stored in a wooden case. It was all pretty.

I had left things among other things in the house.  The man who was going to take the house didn’t and to make it short his wife took all of our things to her garage. Eventually she had to move also and decided all on her own to GIVE the silverware set to the new pastor at the church. Oddly enough, she kept other boxes with documents and things.

We returned in July to deal with house issues and fraud. We were invited to the new pastor’s house for dinner. I sat down and was about to be served when in shock I was so surprised to see MY SILVERWARE!! I had no clue till that moment. What am I suppose to do? Ask for them back and look like a sentimental fool or immature? Of course not. I let it be. BUT, it still hurts. I don’t want to make a big deal out of this. I sure don’t. I just can’t help but feel upset. I can’t even talk to the lady about it and express my discontent, she is a babe in the Lord, goes to a psychologist and needs to work out bigger problems.

I don’t like unresolved issues. Specially those that seem so little and unimportant.

Heal me Lord. Reveal.

What is God up to?

It’s Sunday afternoon in Tlaco. It’s pouring rain. We assisted service today at the Jordan church. I know I wasn’t going to for the worship or for the Word. It’s a needy church. Abandoned in some way and tied down in a another. After service hubby said he felt like the pastor of the church, feeling the people’s needs and knowing their hunger. Comments like those make me think about our future and purpose here, “what is God up to?”.

There are 2 important things we desperately need God’s direction on; we need either peace or a new place to live and we need to know if working with “El Comite” is the next step in ministry. It feels like there is no error margin here. If we fail to make a right decision, our livelihoods are at stake not to mention the confidence people place in this ministry. I do feel some pressure. I also feel a greater urgency to seek His face and have his presence with me.

In the meantime, I’m telling myself to enjoy this season, “Learn D, Learn”. If life lessons are learned, let this time be well spent. God knows I don’t want to fail this course and repeat it in the next go-round.

Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need. Heb 4:16 ESV