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Freedom 9-4-10

This morning on my way to work, I saw this huge yellow butterfly.  It was almost as big as my hand.  The biggest one I’ve ever seen.  It flew beside me as I walked to work.  It weaved through the trees, but it was always just a step ahead of me so I could see it fluttering around.  I thanked God for His beautiful creations.  Then I remembered a bookmark that my pen pal in county jail made me.  It said “Butterflies mean freedom”  and he’d drawn a butterfly on it.  Then I thought of the scripture, ”Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.”  When I got to work and pulled out my journal to write about this butterfly, out falls a little card that says, “Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.”  2 Cor 3:17.      I just love hearing from God.  It is amazing when He speaks straight to us through His word.  I have been praying hard lately to make something happen.  I want to go home.  I want to be set free.  And He’s saying, “Wherever I am, there is freedom, even right where you are.”

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What I What to be When I Grow Up 8-30-10

The other day I was sitting with My friend Shannon and she said, “I  finally know what I want to be when I grow up…an Event Coordinator.”  And she went on to talk about her ideas and dreams.  And I thought to myself, “Well why don’t I know what I want to be when I grow up? I’ve had more than enough time to decide on something.”  After I got arrested, I got my heart set on working at Teen Challenge with teens that need help with their addiction, but sometimes I wonder if that’s what I really want to do.  Sometimes I get tired of leading a weekly Bible study.  I just want to sit and listen.  So I’ve started doubting whether I’d be good at ministry on a daily basis.  Sometimes I think it would be easier to go back to my comfort zone and do admin work like I used to do.  So I did what I always do when I have feelings that contradict my hearts desires.  I went to God about it.  I asked Him what He had in mind for me to do when I get out.  I asked Him what He needed me to do.  I asked Him to give me His desires and I told Him that I know He has plans for me – but I’d like to have an idea of what they might be.  The very next day, I got out my Voice of Victory magazine that has been stuffed in my locker for a month waiting to be read.  And the first article shouted my name out!  It said, “It’s not your job to secure your future.  God has already taken care of it.”  Then it said, “Ask the Lord what He needs you to do as believers we have to realize we don’t want just any job.  We want the job God has planned for us because that’s where He needs us to be.  We want to be about our Father’s business – just like Jesus was – fulfilling His assignment.  I was like, “Well how about that!”

The next day we had practice for the Share program and a lady that worked at the Willaby House was there to listen to our stories.  She talked about the girls at the home and my desire was rekindled again.  I know with out a doubt that I will work with troubled teens.  Mrs. Dunaway said she was trying to set it up with Teen  Challenge so that we can go speak to them.  And that was confirmation enough for me!  I think that even though sometimes I may get tired – my passion will always be to help people know Jesus.  That will be my life’s work no matter where I am.

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God In the Midst of FMC Camp

The most amazing thing just happened!  I’ve never seen anything like it in the whole time I’ve been here at FMC Carswell. Almost the whole compound came together on behalf of one girl.  Suzanna has brain cancer and they took her across the street to the medical facility.  She is struggling for life right now.  Someone got news of her today and asked the officer if we could pray in the middle of the compound.  He said yes, although we are not supposed to be allowed to pray in groups in the open.  Something about violating people’s rights to not have religion.  But anyway, he okayed it.   So we formed a circle.  There wereabout 8 of us.  We started praying as more people joined.  At one point I oped my eyes and there were about 50 girls joining hands.  I couldn’t help but smile!  And they kept on coming!  We prayed for healing , miracles, family and peace for one camp.  It’s just so amazing that we came together so quickly on one accord!  All day long everbody has their differences–they do their own thing– but at the end of the day, it comes down to one thing …. We Serve the Same God!!!  Praise the Lord for Healing!  Praise the Lord for Miracles!!