What an amazing God we serve! I have been in a crazy up and down week. Started to get sick a couple days ago (After drinking some disgusting stuff Alan gave me I actually feel fine today), been really busy, doubting myself a lot, getting discouraged, - you know the usual stuff that the enemy likes to attack you with. And then today was exceptionally hard. No particular reason but one thing after another had me almost in tears with frustration. But now I see why I was under such heavy attack - I'm not on a vacation out here - I'm in the middle of a spiritual battle and I think sometimes I fail to remember that. . .
Tonight we went out on Street Reach. Vinny, myself, a woman named Nora, and Stevie Shaw. I have never been more impacted in a mere two hours than I was just now. Longest two hours of my life - I am still a little overwhelmed by it all. The scene of young people and the pictures of all the faces I saw today are still running through my mind as if it's being played back on a recording. You can literally FEEL the spiritual battle going on out there.
It was scheduled to have heavy storms all night and I must admit that I wasn't to keen on staying very long on the street in the pouring down rain - but I'm ever so glad we did. We passed out hotdogs and hot chocolate again and I met too many teens to count. Majority responded very well with lots of questions. Talked to several teens about America. Met an older couple headed to the opera - Vinny got to pray with one of them. Met several other young girls who tore me up on the inside and will be in my prayers from this day forward. Several moments of heavy rain - not much to do but look up at the rain coming down and laugh. . . very liberating though I might add.
It was crazy cause we had a lot of periods where the streets were empty of people and then all of a sudden there would be a group walk by and stop.
Around 8pm I was thinking we should start to pack up - I was fairly soaked and shivering at this time (but I never quite felt like we were supposed to leave just yet)
A man walked by shortly after, dressed in a nice suit, and asked me several questions about the Dream Centre and what we were doing - not the friendliest of guys but not rude either - still, I feel like it was a divine appointment. . . only time will tell. Also right before we left one of our weekly regulars came by to talk for a wee bit - she was sober and I thoroughly enjoyed our conversation. Cant wait until next week!!!
Busy day tomorrow! I have Adopt-A-Block in the morning and an all day church clean up immediately following. Then, because Sue and Allison are going away on holiday to Canada, I will be moving back in with Alan and Rachel.
Well I miss you all so so much!
Until next time. . .
-J
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