At His Feet 06/25/2010
 
 This is a note that I've pulled out of the archives. I read it today and it still speaks to me a desire of life that has no joy, no peace and no satisfaction apart from being close to Jesus and living out of the intimacy with Him.

Thursday, November 8, 2007 at 10:24pm 

I have been learning through experience the great value of rest. It is so important to cease from rushing around and from being so task driven, to simply just soak in God's presence for a while. Of course, my desire is that when I am rushing around that I may enjoy His presence, but there's just something about stopping everything and sitting at His feet that is like nothing else. Jesus longs to minister to us so that we may know Him more. He loves us deeply, and deeper He calls us to go into His heart discovering all of the beauties of it.
I could be a woman of high education, a woman of great beauty and fashion, a woman of prestige and influence, but I really don't want these things if they have nothing to do with Jesus. I want more than anything to be a woman of His presence. I believe that in His presence is everything we need and as we continue to feed on His presence it pours out to all those around us.
But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumph in Christ, and manifests through us the sweet aroma of the knowledge of Him in every place. 2 corinth 2:14. 
Oh, that they may encounter us and find themselves in the presence of God, actually encountering Jesus. It's a sweet love story between a saviour and a broken world. I don't think that God is looking for us to do anything extraordinary but just simply say 'yes' to Him. "Yes, I will go" "Yes, I will be Your voice here" "Yes, I will carry Your glory". A 'want' is all He seems to require and then how quickly that 'want' becomes a burning desire inside of us and we realize that we could live no other way.
And so while the world is rushing around, while people are climbing ladders and earning credentials, making money and searching for happiness- let me simply be a woman of Your presence receiving Your love so that I can give it away.
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The fresh smell of summer has invaded the air. It’s that kind of sense tingling aroma that for me inspires long walks, playing outside with kids and a craving for ice cream. Our little apartment at the Sunny King Motel has continued to serve us well. We still haven’t put up our own pictures, and we’re both fine with the likeliness that we probably won’t get around to it. Josh is working full-time at the day care, taking care of the 1 year olds this month, and then moving onto doing the summer program with school aged kids. I’m still baking bread and spreading vegetables on sandwiches at the Subway down the road, which has been turning into a full-time job.

Our Bible studies have begun. Josh leads one for the men on Monday nights and the girls and I get together on Tuesday nights, in our cozy apartment. I’ve found it be a source of encouragement to come together with other girls and dig deep into Galatians. It’s so easy to take for granted here in the west, but it is an awesome privilege to be able to meet with those who love Jesus, get to know each other outside of a Sunday morning, and learn from one another. Plans for a youth night have also been formulating between a few of us, and that is something to surely be excited for. This Friday we’re planning on kicking off the summer with a bonfire.

Yesterday, Josh spoke at Community Worship Centre, a deeply convicting, passionate message about the world’s poor in which he told stories of his experiences on the mission field and spoke some hard sayings which also took the form of some startling statistics. It was the best message I’ve ever heard on missions, and has left me all the more compelled to dedicate my life to Jesus, living a life of sacrifice where real joy can be found in Him. It was one of those heart messages that just stirs you right on the inside and imparts a longing and passion for intimacy with Jesus. It was definitely a great morning. And Russia continues to beckon.

Our time in Prince Edward Island is difficult but very good. It’s difficult because we miss the foreign mission field, but our time here has already been very valuable and beneficial to us and hopefully to those around us. I feel so much a part of our church family at FaithWorks Centre. Pastor Bill and Debbie have loved on me big time, and I’ve been able to get to know so much better, the friends who I’ve met on previous visits to the island. It feels like home. Another plus is that we have our own car which has allowed me to greatly improve my driving.

 I am excited for what is taking place now, and I probably say this a lot, but I am excited for what is to come. I figure whether we’re on the island, overseas, or in the slums of a city as long as God has lead us to this place, our hearts can be glad knowing that His love and interest in us never wanes. He doesn’t tire of working on our hearts and transforming us more and more to become like Him; to become who we really are. His Spirit upon us empowers us to be the hands and feet of Jesus where ever we go. I’ve realized how callings differ, because we are the body of Christ, rather than just one part. Not everyone is called to be a missionary, pastor or street preacher, but we’re all called to give up our lives.

 
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Being prayed for at Community Worship Centre
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