Dear Friends,
It is with great delight and a deep down joy that I share with you the precious story of Phiona.
Phiona was one of the first girls' to come into our home. We didn't know the full extent of her history ....only that there was some abuse, threats of abuse, and abandonment. Of all the girls in our home, Phiona's eyes and personality were the least SPARKLY so to speak. She was always pretty quiet and detached. When we began having our nightly prayer and worship, God's PRESENCE began to flood our home. The kids would get so lost in worship and praise and the glory of God and His love were so present.
During several of these nights, Phiona began to "manifest" demonic spirits. She would scream and shake and hiss and scream out things. Nothing new to me though...One of the Fathers in our home would began ministering to her having been trained extensively in deliverance and inner healing. I watched one night as he stood in for every man who had abused her, rejected her and abandoned her and asked for her forgiveness. After she forgave through a shaky voice and so many tears, he released a father's blessing over her and THE FATHER's LOVE! After that night, there was a new glow about her. BUT...some issues began happening with her and the other girls. She confessed to always feeling left out of the group. She was feeling REJECTION by everyone in our home. We knew God was GOING DEEPER into her HEART! YES. The walls were coming down and His love was touching hidden wounded places. We worked on it with the girls but there was just a division between them all...and Phiona. I would tell the girls to give her extra love and include her and that each one of them should befriend her. Then after a couple of months of this issue...Phiona stopped speaking. The girls said she just strained her voice at school with too much singing. Phiona could kind of speak through a whisper but that was it. We thought it would go away in a week or so...just a strain. But it didnt. In fact it lasted for months. We took her to several doctors who prescribed different medicines for her and NOTHING worked. Finally one doctor the specialist...told us that he has seen this exact same thing many times in girls who have been abused and abandoned. He said he wanted her to see a psychiatrist. I was so heartbroken to hear this. The enemy still had his grip on her and was silencing her beautiful voice and her beautiful praise to God through these wounds. My heart sunk to the ground. I called on everyone to begin praying for her. FOr her HEART to be healed so that her voice would be free to speak. THe doctors wanted her to be put on antidepressants and I refused that. God is much bigger and more powerful than any drug that would mess with a 12 year old's brain chemicals. No thank you. Four MONTHS after her voice stopped speaking....I had a special time of prayer with the Grace Center children. I wept tears of ...well sadness i think...as each one of these precious children each prayed for Phiona by name asking God to heal her, declaring her healing, filling her with His love and all the rest. They are mighty in childlike faith and pure in heart. God HEARS AND ANSWERS THEIR PRAYERS. Those kids have prayed in a car, a school, a home, and so many other things for me. God QUICKLY answers their prayers. So...after they prayed...on MONDAY the very next day...I got a phone call from Uganda. Phiona had begun SPEAKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was at night there so I couldn't talk to her. Our school head teacher had also ministered to her that Monday and laid hands on her. Late that night...she spoke and spoke and spoke. The next day I talked to her as my eyes filled with tears so happy to HEAR HER VOICE. Such a sweet sound....a joyful african child praising and thanking God.
I just want to share this story as it is another block in the building of God's FAITHFULNESS. HE IS SOOOO FAITHFUL! He is our Healer, our Deliverer, our everything. In His house, ....in My Father's House...no sickness can stand and every one of our needs is abundantly met.
We believe Phiona will be completely healed in every way....her heart her mind her body. Because that's what His word promises...and that's who He is...and that's what we have in HIS HOUSE! AMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks to everyone who filled the prayer bowls for Phiona. I cry tears of thankfulness even as I type this. Much Love...Much Faith...Much Hope.
<3
Auntie Becky
Enter in. My creative journey into the heavenliness, into the heart of Love, where intimacy with my King overflows in ministry, mercy, missions, miracles, music, and mysteries.
"For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, "Abba, Father." Romans 8:15
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Lyrics to a song I wrote for our African worship album and sing with our girls. This is my personal testimony and the testimony of our girls now too. God's redemption of my life multiplied in their hearts. :-)
I was so alone
Abandoned and afraid
Til He rescued me
Washed me in His grace
Showed me of His love
Now I'm not the same
I found my home in Him
Jesus made the way
There's a place for you
In my Father's house
Broken and confused
He is crying out
For you to know His love
and come back home
There is a place for you
In My Father's House
He will hold you close
In His warm embrace
Wipe away your tears
Kiss your fears away
He will never leave
He promised me
He'll tell you the truth
of who you are
And you will believe
There's a place for you
In my Father's house
Broken and confused
He is crying out
For you to know His love
and come back home
There is a place for you
In My Father's House
So don't be afraid
Jesus will light your way
One thing I know is true
He loves me
He loves you....
There's a place for you
In my Father's house
Broken and confused
He is crying out
For you to know His love
and come back home
There is a place for you
In My Father's House
To purchase the CD, please click here.
I was so alone
Abandoned and afraid
Til He rescued me
Washed me in His grace
Showed me of His love
Now I'm not the same
I found my home in Him
Jesus made the way
There's a place for you
In my Father's house
Broken and confused
He is crying out
For you to know His love
and come back home
There is a place for you
In My Father's House
He will hold you close
In His warm embrace
Wipe away your tears
Kiss your fears away
He will never leave
He promised me
He'll tell you the truth
of who you are
And you will believe
There's a place for you
In my Father's house
Broken and confused
He is crying out
For you to know His love
and come back home
There is a place for you
In My Father's House
So don't be afraid
Jesus will light your way
One thing I know is true
He loves me
He loves you....
There's a place for you
In my Father's house
Broken and confused
He is crying out
For you to know His love
and come back home
There is a place for you
In My Father's House
To purchase the CD, please click here.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
draw me close 2 u.
Sembeza woli
tonjabulida
biwayo byona jolie
ompitw mwagalwa wo
njaya nira gwe
tewali womulala
afayo jendi nga gwe
Ompumulira mu gwe
ondagekubo
eliyiokwagalakwo
neGwe gwene taga
Yaya nira gwe mukama
yeGwe gwe netaga
Nyamba manye kiwoli
A D
Draw me close to you
E A
Never let me go
E D
I lay it all down again
D F#m
To hear you say that I'm your friend
A D
You are my desire
E A
No one else will do
E D
Cause nothing else could take your place
Bridge:
D F#m
To feel the warmth of your embrace
A D E A E
Help me find the way, bring me back to you
Chorus:
A E D
You're all I want
A E D E
You're all I've ever needed
A E D
You're all I want
D E A (F#m)
Help me know you are near
tonjabulida
biwayo byona jolie
ompitw mwagalwa wo
njaya nira gwe
tewali womulala
afayo jendi nga gwe
Ompumulira mu gwe
ondagekubo
eliyiokwagalakwo
neGwe gwene taga
Yaya nira gwe mukama
yeGwe gwe netaga
Nyamba manye kiwoli
A D
Draw me close to you
E A
Never let me go
E D
I lay it all down again
D F#m
To hear you say that I'm your friend
A D
You are my desire
E A
No one else will do
E D
Cause nothing else could take your place
Bridge:
D F#m
To feel the warmth of your embrace
A D E A E
Help me find the way, bring me back to you
Chorus:
A E D
You're all I want
A E D E
You're all I've ever needed
A E D
You're all I want
D E A (F#m)
Help me know you are near
Monday, October 18, 2010
To Love and Be Loved.
I'm certain I could never be a monk or a nun or anyone that hides themselves away in seclusion in the name of "being with God" or being spiritual. I don't know about you but I find God in my encounters with His most precious creations. I find Him in people and our relationships. I feel God in the longing and attachments I have with those who are closest to my heart. I know He is real because of the love I feel for another. When I see Ronnie, who I found an hour away from death, and my heart breaks like a mother's heart and from that day on he becomes my own, there is something divine and holy in that. There is even something holy in the compassion I feel for my step father. Tonight I am thinking of him. His eyes have grown tired and I see him grappling for dear life...for hope. He is lonely. He suffered a nervous breakdown and a battle with cancer at the same time and nearly did not live through it all. But he did. He survived and he conquered it...the mental illness. the cancer. But he didn't conquer the divorce. My mother divorced him somewhere in the middle of all that. and all of our hearts were broken by that. So now he is still alive but alone. and my heart is hurting for him tonight. I hate alone ness. I hate loneliness. No matter how much we want it to be true that God is all we need... we need each other. We need companionship and love and intimacy with another human being. We were not created to live small isolated lives but lives of love hope compassion generosity service receiving love giving love. I just want to be near to him lately. To spend time with him. To bring joy to him. And of course I think of my own situation...living in another country... my heart strung out all over the world linked to hearts across the waters. I pray I'll never be alone really alone in all I do. I know I'm never alone. God is always with me. My best friend, lover of my soul... But I want to see a human smile sometimes and hold a human hand. I'm so thankful for my life. I'm so thankful for the role I get to play in the lives of precious children. Knowing you are making a difference in the life of someone is pretty priceless. Knowing that your life has purpose is a treasure I would never trade. I love traveling for the most part. I enjoy meeting new people in America as I share my stories and hope and pray that I inspire compassion and still I dread the constant motion as well. Suitcases and packed out cars and carrying boxes in and out of storage and up and down stairs... I know God has a plan in it all. I guess tonight I'm just reflecting. I sure am thankful for Jesus. I'd be a goner without Him. Really... I make so many mistakes even with Him in my life. Without Him...I don't even want to imagine. Thank You Lord for the gift of Your friendship and Presence and Your saving grace. You are So good and I know Your plan is to fulfill every desire of my heart. Help me Oh God to follow You, to listen and obey, and to be in Your perfect will.
The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
"There is more hunger for love and appreciation in this world than there is for bread." Mother T.
The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
"There is more hunger for love and appreciation in this world than there is for bread." Mother T.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Parable of the sheep and goats.
FOR I WAS HUNGRY, WHILE YOU HAD ALL YOU NEEDED. I WAS THIRSTY, BUT YOU DRANK BOTTLED WATER. I WAS A STRANGER, AND YOU WANTED ME DEPORTED. I NEEDED CLOTHES, BUT YOU NEEDED MORE CLOTHES. I WAS SICK, AND YOU POINTED OUT THE BEHAVIORS THAT LED TO MY SICKNESS. I WAS IN PRISON, AND YOU SAID I WAS GETTING WHAT I DESERVED. -The Parable of the Sheep and Goats from The Hole in Our Gospel
The past week has been a whirlwind. People in Jackson, TN have been so kind and gracious and honoring to me. They planned a beautiful week of events that were sewn with love and honor. Sometimes it feels good to be honored honestly...after being hidden in the dirt, digging in and pulling children out of the trenches of warfare, sometimes feeling alone though always aware of the One who sees it all, my Father. I was thankful though for the thoughtfulness and thankfulness of a handful of people who went out of their way to serve and bless me. I certainly don't live for that or do what I do for that...but it is really nice sometimes to have it.
At the beginning of the week someone asked me if I struggle with judgement towards the people I'm around seeing all the wealth of the American lifestyle and the American dream, while I live with people who are dying in their daily poverty and despair. I gave the best answer I could and told him 'no God has really worked on my heart about that issue, and I have come to understand that wealth is a blessing and poverty is a curse but I used to really struggle with that'. But to be honest it really is a little tough for me to swallow. Not necessarily a judgement against those people...but how can such extremes exist among the body of Christ u know? One Christian I know has everything and MORE and MORE and MORE and another cannot afford to feed or house her children... Where is the love...
I don't have the answers. I don't know where the line is between wealth and poverty or where it should be. But I do know this. We should not sit in our extravagant lives while ignoring the needs of the world. We cannot turn a blind eye to those around us just because they live on another continent or another side of town. If we do, we are not followers of Christ. We are not Christians and its really UNFAIR to the God who shed His blood for us,
who left His glory and wealth to be born into poverty and dirt for us, who lowered Himself to be dependent on a mother's care and milk, to learn a language, to become a helpless baby and gave up all He had for us to say...that we are like Him when we're not. I understand everyone is at different places in their walks with God. We all have our own struggles and issues, but the church needs to get real and wake up to the facts of the reality of a Suffering Jesus in disguise in this world. He says how we treat Him will in part determine our eternity. Not that salvation depends on works in anyway...but if we are saved we WILL feed the hungry, care for the orphan, and wash the feet of Suffering Jesus with our tears (Mttw 25) because the Spirit of the Living God will be dwelling in side of us, we will know His LOVE and be compelled by that LOVE to do so! (1 Jn 3:17) Not to mention that its a Biblical Mandate!
One of my biggest concerns these days is Mama Nalongo. She has five BEAUTIFUL precious little girls. We have sponsors for three of them. She wasn't able to feed her kids between the school terms so she sent them to a faaar away village where she knew they would be able to find gardens to eat from. Due to poverty, she placed them where they could eat but they were not in her protective care...because she had to continue working her job or she might lose it and had to keep paying the rent on their one small room where they all slept. Four year old Ruth and Seven year olds, Faith and Mercy, were all raped and infected with HIV while they were away. We immediately started food aid when we learned of their situation and got sponsors for 3 of the 5 daughters...the ones who were raped. They are now part of an HIV treatment program as well. BUT Mama Nalongo just learned that she is about to be evicted from her home. We dont really have the money to do it...but what do we do? Is it irresponsible of us not to help her find another place to live or irresponsible if we do? God must have mercy on this woman. We must have mercy on the Homeless Jesus inside of her.
There are so many people in the world opening their homes, laying down their lives, serving Jesus as they serve the least of these and to me IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL to see the bride of Christ adorned with kindness, clothed in compassion, sparkling with mercy, the jewels of heaven.
He is coming back for a spotless bride. I know He will settle for nothing less. Are you a sheep or a goat? I can only hope and pray I'll be counted among the sheep.
The past week has been a whirlwind. People in Jackson, TN have been so kind and gracious and honoring to me. They planned a beautiful week of events that were sewn with love and honor. Sometimes it feels good to be honored honestly...after being hidden in the dirt, digging in and pulling children out of the trenches of warfare, sometimes feeling alone though always aware of the One who sees it all, my Father. I was thankful though for the thoughtfulness and thankfulness of a handful of people who went out of their way to serve and bless me. I certainly don't live for that or do what I do for that...but it is really nice sometimes to have it.
At the beginning of the week someone asked me if I struggle with judgement towards the people I'm around seeing all the wealth of the American lifestyle and the American dream, while I live with people who are dying in their daily poverty and despair. I gave the best answer I could and told him 'no God has really worked on my heart about that issue, and I have come to understand that wealth is a blessing and poverty is a curse but I used to really struggle with that'. But to be honest it really is a little tough for me to swallow. Not necessarily a judgement against those people...but how can such extremes exist among the body of Christ u know? One Christian I know has everything and MORE and MORE and MORE and another cannot afford to feed or house her children... Where is the love...
I don't have the answers. I don't know where the line is between wealth and poverty or where it should be. But I do know this. We should not sit in our extravagant lives while ignoring the needs of the world. We cannot turn a blind eye to those around us just because they live on another continent or another side of town. If we do, we are not followers of Christ. We are not Christians and its really UNFAIR to the God who shed His blood for us,
who left His glory and wealth to be born into poverty and dirt for us, who lowered Himself to be dependent on a mother's care and milk, to learn a language, to become a helpless baby and gave up all He had for us to say...that we are like Him when we're not. I understand everyone is at different places in their walks with God. We all have our own struggles and issues, but the church needs to get real and wake up to the facts of the reality of a Suffering Jesus in disguise in this world. He says how we treat Him will in part determine our eternity. Not that salvation depends on works in anyway...but if we are saved we WILL feed the hungry, care for the orphan, and wash the feet of Suffering Jesus with our tears (Mttw 25) because the Spirit of the Living God will be dwelling in side of us, we will know His LOVE and be compelled by that LOVE to do so! (1 Jn 3:17) Not to mention that its a Biblical Mandate!One of my biggest concerns these days is Mama Nalongo. She has five BEAUTIFUL precious little girls. We have sponsors for three of them. She wasn't able to feed her kids between the school terms so she sent them to a faaar away village where she knew they would be able to find gardens to eat from. Due to poverty, she placed them where they could eat but they were not in her protective care...because she had to continue working her job or she might lose it and had to keep paying the rent on their one small room where they all slept. Four year old Ruth and Seven year olds, Faith and Mercy, were all raped and infected with HIV while they were away. We immediately started food aid when we learned of their situation and got sponsors for 3 of the 5 daughters...the ones who were raped. They are now part of an HIV treatment program as well. BUT Mama Nalongo just learned that she is about to be evicted from her home. We dont really have the money to do it...but what do we do? Is it irresponsible of us not to help her find another place to live or irresponsible if we do? God must have mercy on this woman. We must have mercy on the Homeless Jesus inside of her.
There are so many people in the world opening their homes, laying down their lives, serving Jesus as they serve the least of these and to me IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL to see the bride of Christ adorned with kindness, clothed in compassion, sparkling with mercy, the jewels of heaven.
He is coming back for a spotless bride. I know He will settle for nothing less. Are you a sheep or a goat? I can only hope and pray I'll be counted among the sheep.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Kari is giving away a trip to Ethiopia!!!
Hey Everyone,
Just wanted to let you know about my friends' HUGE giveaway on her blog site. Everyone who purchases a tshirt off of her blog will be entered to win a FREE trip to Ethiopia for a missions trip!
Please check it out. Here's a few details from her site:::
* Prize: Mission Trip to Ethiopia, February 17-26, 2011
* Prize value: $3100
* Number of winners: 1 (2 alternatives)
* Number of Tee shirts to sell: 183
* Ending date of the giveaway: 10/28/10
* Where it can be won: My Crazy Adoption Blog (US and CANADA only)
* The prize is from: www.mycrazyadoption.com
* To enter this giveaway, you can: purchase a tee shirt at My Crazy Adoption Store
Here is my GIVEAWAY POST- http://mycrazyadoption.org/biggest-craziest-giveaway-ever
Here is my store link- http://store.mycrazyadoption.org/
Just wanted to let you know about my friends' HUGE giveaway on her blog site. Everyone who purchases a tshirt off of her blog will be entered to win a FREE trip to Ethiopia for a missions trip!
Please check it out. Here's a few details from her site:::
* Prize: Mission Trip to Ethiopia, February 17-26, 2011
* Prize value: $3100
* Number of winners: 1 (2 alternatives)
* Number of Tee shirts to sell: 183
* Ending date of the giveaway: 10/28/10
* Where it can be won: My Crazy Adoption Blog (US and CANADA only)
* The prize is from: www.mycrazyadoption.com
* To enter this giveaway, you can: purchase a tee shirt at My Crazy Adoption Store
Here is my GIVEAWAY POST- http://mycrazyadoption.org/biggest-craziest-giveaway-ever
Here is my store link- http://store.mycrazyadoption.org/
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