Monday, March 23, 2009

Led or Forced?

It's official, I've signed up for another mission trip to Nicaragua this August. I'm really excited to go back and serve, see old friends and make new ones, and be stretched in a way that only a mission trip can stretch you.

The problem is that for some reason something feels off this time. For whatever reason, whether I was out of the country, sick, etc...I've had to miss 3 out of our 4 meetings already and I feel distant from the trip right now. I know I want to be utilized. I know I miss Nicaragua like crazy. I know the Lord has laid medical missions on my heart. Still I seem uneasy and unsure. Finances are not lining up either which makes me wonder if this trip is really of God or of Brittany this time around.

I know that if I go, He'll use me, but I also want to go because that is His plan not mine. I'm praying daily for direction and leadings. Please lead me Lord.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Top O' the Morning Cont.

Just to top off my fabulous day, I got to go home and pick up 4 piles of dog poo after work last night. Just thought I'd share.

Thank you

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Top O' the Morning to Me!

I should've known that today was going to be "one of those days" when I slammed my head into the closet door while trying to get dressed for work. Although the closet has been in the same location for a year and 2 months, it still managed to jump out and smack me "good morning" on this loevly St. Patty's Day.

The rest of my day, although not as painful, has been about the same. And I thought wearing my green sweater on this holiday was supposed to bring me luck:(

Monday, March 2, 2009

Faith, lived out

Yesterday I was privileged enough to get a glimpse first hand of what faith can truly look like embraced whole heartedly. One of my best friends, and one of the best people I know, was hit by some unexpected challenges in her life over the last month or so. After rejoicing with friends and family about their soon to be newest family member, the same couple was given news that their “first” had unexpectedly stopped growing and that a heartbeat was no longer present. How any mother and father can handle such news I’ll never know, but sadly it was their news to handle somehow.

Being hundreds of miles away from any close friends and all family members, we have all sat back and watched our beautiful friend struggle without knowing the right words to say and without being able to just sit with her while she grieved. I know none of the trials they faced were easy, but as I sat with her for a bit yesterday, I was in awe of how amazing her attitude, outlook, and faith truly is. I’ve seen this friend through the lose of someone close to her, through the heartbreak of boys, and now through the heartache of losing a child, and never have I seen her take her eyes off of the Lord, but instead watched her lean solely on her faith, and not on understanding as I am sure there is none in times like that.

Although I didn’t have the strength to say it to her yesterday, I am so proud, so thankful and so blessed to be her friend. She is beautiful inside and out, day in and day out. Her heart is golden and her faith is immeasurable. She will make an incredible mother some day and until that day comes, God-willing, I promise to pray. I promise to pray for the continuing healing of your body, heart, and mind, and I will continue to thank the Lord for blessing us all with your presence. Some tiny baby is going to be very lucky one day!