Monday, September 12, 2005

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Hey peeps, have created a new blog as I am no longer in Moz
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Thursday, September 01, 2005

The power of hairdressers

I experienced first hand today the overwhelming power that hairdressers have over whether you are filled with joy or want to crawl into a hole.

I sat in silent desperation as a well meaning mother of four in a salon nearby, cut into the hair I had so lovingly allowed to grow for four months, and watched her dessimate it to the point that I was saddened to have to go out in public.

I wondered if I was allowing vanity too big a hold in my life but concluded no. There are levels of public decency and unfortunately my haircut fell well below them.

I paid my money in stunned silence before begining the sprint to Toni and Guy to ask them to somehow salvage the situation.
salvage they did and I will be eternally grateful.

Hair is still skechey but I think I can live with it.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

The land that breaks beyond our dreams......

There are moments when it really is as if a window of heaven has opened and we can almost sense that the angels are joining in, at that moment heaven and earth are fused. We are citizens of heaven and we are heading for the land that breaks beyond our dreams..........

The land that breaks beyond our dreams has crocuses that do not dip below the earth of winter,
And it is their mood there which makes the petals cup in prayer or spread with joy.
The land that breaks beyond our dreams only breathes the virgin air of itself
And the roaming rainbows of its ribbon afternoons
When the birdsong scoops the too long dead from our mean untidy graves.

The land that breaks beyond our dreams is where the drained begin to leap
And the faint rustle of the butterflies waltz is enough to kneel you deep, tame with yourself and sluiced of all your woes.

The land that breaks beyond our dreams......... where all the glory comes beside us and surging shoals of daffodils surf across an ocean or even a cloud.
That will be when there is no more proud, and the missing, the mad and the cowed
Will know how to sing descant with the Voice behind the nightingale.

Anon

Friday, August 12, 2005

Yesterday Guy Chevreau ( check out his booh "Turnings: The Kingdom of God and the western world") talked about the gift of the poor, then God showed me it. Here's a bit of my journal.....

I stood around at the end of the meeting and watched the craziness of the kids running around while people lay out on the grass mats being touched by Holy Spirit. I felt God say "remeber this" and something in my spirit began to break. I started to cry and had my arms around a street boy's shoulders. I went and knelt on the mats and wept big stylie. Then I felt a little hand on my back. It was the boy I had been holding, a street boy who doesn't know Jesus, yet he was pouring himself out on me. Then I opened my eyes and saw a four year old little girl, also from the street, look straight into my eyes and wipe away my tears. She did it with such care and attention to make sure all was ok.

I was completely undone.


Today was impartation day, as in what Elijah did to Elisha, the passing on of the annointing.
Pastor Surpresa, who has been used by God to raise a number of people from the dead, was doing the impartation along with Heidi. He touched my head to begin to pray and it was like a lightening bolt literally came from heaven and I was flung backwards so hard my shoes broke! It felt like currents of power ran through my body as I lay on the floor. I got up dazed and confused but never having experienced anything like it. Awesome.

God has shown me that the desire he placed in me as a teenager to live with the poor is now the only option for me. Its all I want to do. I feel like He is saying now is the time to go and do all the things I have ever dreamed of. God is commissioning me and saying, "Go, you are free to fly"

On reflection this quite possibly has been the most amazing 3 months of my life. I have seen and learnt about and experienced the heart of God in a way not possible anywhere else.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Oh my goodness! How long since my last post! Internet access interesting.....

What is dominating the conversation right now is "You know you are in Pemba when......."

When getting ready to go out means wiping your face with a baby wipe..

When you find a spider baked into your roll and you just rip it out and eat the rest.....

When you are cutting your toenails on your bunk....

When the topic of conversation amounts to how full the latrine is...

When you are not sure if you have a tan or you are just dirty....

When washing your clothes means to make them smell better but have no expectation that they will be clean at the end of it....

Just a few delights not counting living in a place that has open heaven and miracles happen every day!

God continues to break me out of a million boxes, far too many to write for now but will blog when I return... so much to tell!!!

Love you all lots, thanks so much for the comments peeps, can't wait to speak soon, back on the 19th hurray!

Friday, June 17, 2005

I am devastated. I wrote a massive long post last sunday and I just checked today and it didn't publish, gutted! Apologies to everyone waiting on news and had none! Thanks so much for the emails peeps, really appreciate them, am sorry but don't think I am going to be able to reply cos only have a ridiculously small amount of time on internet, but keep them coming, its great to hear all your news, miss yas!

Stuff here right now is awesome but somewhat overwhelming. I am realising just how much God has to do in me that it would be easy to sink into a pit of "God, how are you ever going to change me" and then he reminds me that he is God and I am not, always good! I am humbled more than I ever thought possible. The Mozambiquan pastors I meet have a deeper, more real spirituality after being Christians for a couple of weeks than I think I may ever have. What radiates here is simplicity, simplicity of the gospel, the simplicity of what we are called to, we really make it too complicated.

We did outreach last night in a village that has never heard the name of jesus. It was awesome. The prescence of the Holy Spoirit was heavy in that place, lots of people became Christians and many people got healed. One girl was deaf and then Jesus restored her hearing. It is like an open heaven over this place, Jesus and the angels just show up all the time.

Guys, I don't know where to start. I am being wrecked to the core and biggest prayer is that I don't come back the same. There seems so much to press further and further into God, I am realising that there is so much of him to consume so little me. I feel really frustrated, I want to try and explain it all but am failing miserably. I think I will just blog bits of my journal from now on, snippets is better than mumbling!

Major Africa low point that rates at number one of low points, vomiting and diarrhoea at the same time on a latrine!! I actually had to laugh, it was possiby the most disgusting experience of my life!

Please pray against malaria for me, lots of people are getting it and my anti-malarials are making me so sick I have to stop taking them. Feel peaceful about it but protection would be good!
Please also pray that God would just continue to take me further and deeper in, I don't know how right now but I'm well hungry.

Gonna have to run, sorry this is so mumbled, will blog again soon with some more useful info!
Miss yiu all so much, hope you all good x x

Sunday, June 12, 2005

Loz In Moz
Hello people!
It actually feels like it has been a lifetime since I left, and I have just waited for 3 hours to use the internet, access to computers here is lacking!

The last two weeks is hard to put into words. We had a few days after we arrived before school started and even in those days I was blown away. pemba is the most beautiful place and a holiday destination most people would die for, feel a bit cheeky being here on missions! We had a worship meeting the day after I arrived and some of the children from Iris prayed with us. A six year old little girl came to pray for me and whispered "fresh fire" and as she did so the annointing hit me and I was gone in the Holy Spirit, I have never felt so safe in the arms of a six year old and humbled beyond all imaginings.

The mozambiquan pastors are awesome, some have been saved for two weeks and have an anointing I could only dream about. They have joined us for the school and we learn together which also humbles me ridiculously. I have to admit I completely had no idea how much God wants to wreck me and change me these three months, its like He was saying, "you had no idea, hehe!"

There is really an open heaven over this area, miracles happen on every outreach. A friend of mine prayed for a girl of 6 who was blinded with cataracts and by the time they left, she could see the colours of their shirts, we are now more surprised when people don't get healed.

Adapting to American culture was more of a challlenge than Africa, but they are awesome and really inspirational, I'm living in a house with beautiful girlies, but we don't have electricity yet and we are embracing the latrines, there have been quite a few comedy moments! I think the Americans find us Brits quite quirky.

Heidi's sessions challenge me ridiculously, I think she is no holes barred here and you know that she has walked everything she is preaching which makes it even more hardcore, she is teaching a series on the beattitudes, wrecking!

I feel like its impossible to describe whats been happening, its reallt frustrating! Thanks so much everyone for emailing and texting, truly beautiful to hear from all of you, will try and call soon!

Please pray, God is really speaking some exciting stuff and I just want to make sure I hear him right!
Pray that he continues to wreck me.
Pray, as spiritual warfare is intense, I had some stuff stolen and Iris have been presented with a bill for our houses for $200,000 dollars that they were not expecting, we are expecting God for a miracle on that one.

Overall I feel awesomely humbled and priveleged that God brought me here, please just pray that He has his way in all things while I am here, learning so much!!
stay in touch, apologies if you don't get a reply to emails, will try and text instead cos more available.