Who Am I?

Who I am? I have made some stupid choices over the past few days and I found myself asking the Lord, who am I? This isn't me. I'm not an emotional person that makes rash decisions. Yet recently, that's exactly who I have been. And my excuse is that I am a girl...wrong I am daughter of the King! Tonight as I was praying through my stupidity and emotions, the Lord began to guide me to 2 pieces of Scripture to remind me that I am His!

Deuteronomy 7:6 says, "For you are a people holy to the Lord your God. The Lord your God has chosen you out of all the people on the face of the earth to be his people, his TREASURED possession"

Isaiah 43:1,4 says, "Fear not for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by NAME, you are MINE...since you are PRECIOUS and HONORED in MY SIGHT and because I love you I will give men in exchange for you and people in exchange for your life"

So who am I? I am His treasured possession! I am HIS! I am precious and honored in HIS sight! Regardless of my mistakes, I am His treasured possession. Regardless of my emotions, I am his! Regardless of my rash decisions, I am precious and honored in HIS sight! Nothing I do will change his view of me! 

A Week in Nicaragua

So it has been several weeks since I have been back in the country and I am just now having time to write a post about the trip. Hopefully I can accurately describe all that God taught me. I previously posted about wanting to use the Lord's strength and completely rely on Him! He answered my prayers: I had to constantly rely on HIS strength throughout the trip.



We stayed in the city of Jinotega, but my group ministered in the city of San Rafael. We did a Vacation Bible School every afternoon in San Rafael. 

making crosses with the kids during craft time

everyone listening to the Bible story

Each morning we had the privilege of prayer walking around the city of San Rafael to request that the Lord demolish the stronghold of idol worship in the city. The people of San Rafael worship a dead priest who they think offers healing. They have built a "temple" for him and they go there to worship and ask for healing. 

statue of Priest Odorico

the gate to the "temple"

coffin of Priest Odorico (this is where the people would come to pray for healing)

As we prayer walked each morning, the Lord began to show me the power and importance of prayer. Prayer honestly changes things and it was awesome to engage in spiritual warfare by praying Jesus' name over San Rafael. 


Each night we joined with the church of San Rafael to worship the Lord together. It never fails, I love worshipping with my brothers and sisters in Christ in a language different from my own! It is so incredible to know that I serve a big enough God that knows every language! 

On this trip, one of the main things that the Lord taught me was to truly love his people! 

 If I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but do not have love, I have become a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge; and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.  And if I give all my possessions to feed the poor, and if I surrender my body to be burned, but do not have love, it profits me nothing. -1 Corinthians 13:1-3

Jinotega (where we stayed)

Ulga! a member of the church :)

I must have love for the people of this nation because without love, it is pointless. The Lord continually reminded me how important it was to love. I could not just serve this nation, I had to love these people!

God is working around the world! I am so grateful that he opened my eyes to his power and his work in the city of San Rafael!