water update

Hey...well we were without water for 48 hours- plus! It got to be pretty nasty, but we made it through! It is funny how at times, it was so aggravating to not have the easy access of water. How inconvienant to have to "shower" with a bottle of water. We would leave the house for hours at a time, hoping that when we returned there would be water...and alas there would not be...

It made me think of the way it must be for God. How often he must sit patiently waiting on us to come to him. I am ashamed to admit that I know I cause him to wait on me often. I am so unappreciateive of his never-ending unconditional love for me at times, he must want to throw up his hands and say "Forget it, she's a lost cause..."

However, he does not. He loves me unconditionally and promises that he is always with me and will never leave me. He has promised me to answer my calls. He has promised me a place with him in eternity. So many things he has promised me. He gave his only Son to a fallen world so that I would could receive the gift of salvation through him and eternal life.

Recently, Matt and I have been in somewhat of a rut. No real reason to explain it...but never-the-less, here we find ourselves. Nothing really earth shaking, either- I don't want to alarm you...I don't know if it is the absence of worship in our heart language, the absence of those who have always held us accountable, maybe the need to decompress after such an intense language learning experience or maybe just life in general in a third world country first time in ministry with three young kids...Whatever the reason, my request is that you pray for us- that we would wait on the Lord. That we would thirst for Him and that we would remember to call out to him.

Pastor Rogelio recently shared scripture with us from Hosea 6. It is one of my favorite scriptures and I loved hearing it come from him...

"Come, let us return to the Lord.
He has torn us in pieces;
now he will heal us.
He has injured us;
now he will bandage our wounds.
In a short time,
he will restore us so we can live in his presence.
Oh, that we may know the Lord! Let us press on to know him! Then he will respond to us as surely as the arrival of dawn or the coming of the rains of early spring."

My pray is that the Lord would tear me and break me because it is in the moments where I sit wounded before him, but bandaged by his own hands, that I learn the most, that I grow the most and that I love the most. Wierd, huh? That I would ask for God to break me? But, I never want to be in the place where I am confident in my own ability- that is the point at which I will have fallen the farthest. It is not by my strength but by HIS power that I am able to live life day to day. May I always remember that and, yes, may God continue to break me and tear me each time I get close to the self-confident feeling I fear the most.