Did you know that the battle is already won? I have the victory through Jesus Christ! I have no fear because He is inside of me and He is bigger than the enemy, so why should I be afraid?
My life back in the States has been super crazy the whole time! Jesus has so poured out His favor on me and has allowed me to travel around and speak at several places and share the testimony of what happened to Me, Nick, and Marlene, as well as the call on my life in missions. Ive been able to be with a bunch of my Harvest School 17 brothers and sisters as well and Jesus did a lot of healing in me through them. So beyond thankful for such a big family through Iris.
I had the privilege of going to Sarasota Florida to check out the Harvest School that was going on down there, and attended a conference that Mama Heidi and Papa Rolland Baker, Mel Tari, Brock Human, and Jason Lee Jones were leading. God totally set up divine encounters for me that week and I received prayers of impartation and commissioning from all of these incredibly anointed people who the Lord has used to impact the Kingdom on earth in more ways than I can imagine. One day Mama Heidi brought me to a lunch gathering with all of those people and many more amazing people in leadership. I was sitting there having lunch with them and being a family like its normal life, and I'm thinking to myself, "Wow who am I that I get to be a part of this family and do life with these amazing world changers?" I'm only 19 years old and that already happened to me. I can't imagine what the Lord is going to do in and through me in the future!!! It blows my mind to even think about.
At the conference, the last night, Mama Heidi asked me if I would share my testimony during the service. So I stood up on the stage in front of over 700 people and shared the testimony of what happened to us and that the enemy is not going to stop me. After I spoke, Mama Heidi hugged me and said "Brooke, I'm so proud of you. You have no idea what you just did, you just awakened a whole tribe of laid down lovers to go into the harvest with no fear!!!" That is exactly what happened, too. There have been so many people coming up to me and saying that they know they are called to missions whether across the street or across the world but they have been held back by fear. After hearing my testimony, they all came up to me and said they are going to go into the harvest now and proclaim the name of Jesus with no fear!
Everything about me is so honored and humbled that Jesus is using me in this way to touch people's lives and to call forth their destinies and callings that Jesus has for them. I'm just one little girl that chose to say yes to Him and to whatever He has for me, and now He is using me in bigger ways that I ever could imagine and this is just the beginning! That's the awesome yet scary part!
As you all may know by now, I am returning to Tete, Mozambique on May 9 where I will be serving for at least one year. Jesus has been so faithful and has been providing for this trip but since I will be living there with no job, I will need monthly support from people who feel called to sow into the Kingdom through finances. If this is you, I would love to have monthly supporters who are committed to praying and giving however much or however little Jesus tells you to. You can either send checks or cash to my church or donate on my Paypal link on this page. If sending to my church for a tax deductible receipt....
The Nest Church
318 5th Ave.
Franklin, TN 37064
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Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Monday, March 18, 2013
It's The Little Things...
Since I've been back in the western world for over a week now, there are several things that I've noticed that I so took for granted before I went to Mozambique. Something so small and simple seems like a luxury to me since I haven't had it in almost 6 months. It's so easy to take things for granted until you are forced to go without it. So I just wanted to make a list of some of the random things that we should all be more thankful for every day (if you live in the west, of course!) .....
cream cheese
strawberry cream cheese
low fat cream cheese
blueberry cream cheese
so many other flavors of cream cheese
real cake
an actual scoop of thick and rich ice cream
Starbucks
thick crust pizza
Mexican food
sweet tea
two story houses, with stairs!!!
A HOT SHOWER
running water inside
washing machine and dryer
dish washer
queen size bed thats super comfy
air conditioning
an iPhone
a pantry and fridge full of food
public trash cans
a dresser to put clothes in instead of a suit case
a family that loves and encourages every day
a toilet
thick toilet paper
a toilet that you can actually flush the toilet paper instead of throwing it in a plastic bag
so many restaurants with different type of food
soooo many stores close by where we can buy anything we need/want
cheap gas prices (compared to Mozambique)
strawberries (and other yummy fruits)
coffee creamer
tons of different options for flavored coffee creamer
free wifi with good connection
bagels
Goldfish crackers
Sour Patch Kids candy
Forever21
instant access to whatever we want
fast food restaurants
zip lock bags
green grass instead of red dirt
having what seems like a normal size house for the west with two stories and 4 bedrooms, when you're used to a tiny cement home in a village
......
The list goes on and on. Those are just some random and some silly things that I've noticed since being back because I lived 6 months without all of that. It's so important to be thankful for what we have. Even something as simple as a turkey sandwich with real turkey and actual bread and cheese. Seriously.
I'm also learning to be able to enjoy all the luxuries of this world while I've been back. It's so easy to think I don't deserve it or feel guilty because my kids in Africa might not have all that I do here, but God has me here for a reason and He has blessed me with all of this so I should at least try to enjoy it while I have it!
cream cheese
strawberry cream cheese
low fat cream cheese
blueberry cream cheese
so many other flavors of cream cheese
real cake
an actual scoop of thick and rich ice cream
Starbucks
thick crust pizza
Mexican food
sweet tea
two story houses, with stairs!!!
A HOT SHOWER
running water inside
washing machine and dryer
dish washer
queen size bed thats super comfy
air conditioning
an iPhone
a pantry and fridge full of food
public trash cans
a dresser to put clothes in instead of a suit case
a family that loves and encourages every day
a toilet
thick toilet paper
a toilet that you can actually flush the toilet paper instead of throwing it in a plastic bag
so many restaurants with different type of food
soooo many stores close by where we can buy anything we need/want
cheap gas prices (compared to Mozambique)
strawberries (and other yummy fruits)
coffee creamer
tons of different options for flavored coffee creamer
free wifi with good connection
bagels
Goldfish crackers
Sour Patch Kids candy
Forever21
instant access to whatever we want
fast food restaurants
zip lock bags
green grass instead of red dirt
having what seems like a normal size house for the west with two stories and 4 bedrooms, when you're used to a tiny cement home in a village
......
The list goes on and on. Those are just some random and some silly things that I've noticed since being back because I lived 6 months without all of that. It's so important to be thankful for what we have. Even something as simple as a turkey sandwich with real turkey and actual bread and cheese. Seriously.
I'm also learning to be able to enjoy all the luxuries of this world while I've been back. It's so easy to think I don't deserve it or feel guilty because my kids in Africa might not have all that I do here, but God has me here for a reason and He has blessed me with all of this so I should at least try to enjoy it while I have it!
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Restoration
Well I'm back in America for now. I apologize for not updating my blog until now. I've been super busy since I've been back in Nashville and just haven't had the time or words to write until right now.
I really feel like I'm supposed to write about what happened to Me, Nick, and Marlene three weeks ago. It's hard to believe it's been that long. It feels like it was just last night. So for those of you who don't know the whole story, I really feel like Jesus wants me to be completely open and honest and vulnerable with you about what happened and what we experienced.
It was three weeks ago on Friday, February 28 at 2:00 am. I was in my room in Nick and Marlene's house, where I had been living for the past three months after Harvest School, and I was sleeping because it was the middle of the night and everything then out of no where I was woken up to two guys talking in my bedroom. Now when I initially heard them, I didn't freak out because I thought it might have been some of our boys that we minister to because often times when something happens to them in the city or the police show up, they will come to our house no matter what time it is, for us to help them. So I assumed it was some of our boys and something happened and they came to my room first since it's closest to the front door. The lights were all off and I couldn't see who it was, so I reached for my phone to turn the flashlight on, which I always keep on my bed by my pillow, only to discover that it was gone. As soon as I realized my phone was gone, I knew these were not our boys and these guys were here to rob us. My heart began to race and my stomach was turning in knots and I didn't know what to do. By this point, the two men realized that I was awake and they came over to my bed and turned on a small flash light so I could at least see their faces, ripped my mosquito net off of me and started saying (in portuguese) "where is the money, where is the money, where is the money?" They were two men probably in their 30's, very angry and sweaty. I was trying to calm them down a bit and distract them because I knew why they were there. I then began trying to communicate with them with what little portuguese I do know and I said "wait, how are you? My name is Brooke, what's yours?" They ignored me and repeated to ask me where my money was. I told them I was a missionary and I didn't have very much money but I handed them my purse and they dumped everything out and took what little cash I had, my iPhone, iPad, video camera, headphones, and any other small things of value.
Once they discovered that I only had 1,000 mets which is around $30 US, they were even more angry and upset. Then they started tearing up my whole room just ripping everything apart and throwing stuff around trying to find anything of value at all and didn't find anything else. I told them I'm sorry I don't have much for them. Then the main guy who the other guy kept calling "Biggie" grabbed my arm and sat me up out of my bed and attempted to abuse me but the other guy was like "no we came here for money" and I began crying and was begging the guy to let me talk to my friends (Nick and Mar). He didn't know there were any other people in the house. I was like please I just need to talk to them. So he was like "ok fine" and cut the strap off of my camera bag and he tied my hands behind my back super tight to where i had cuts on my wrists. This whole time the second guy is standing over me holding a huge machete at my neck so I couldn't scream or anything. All I could do was pray in my mind and speak the name of Jesus over and over again. Once he got my hands all tied up, he took me to Nick and Mar's room and I yelled for them to come out and I told Nick to come first and grab something! Mar knew what was going on, right away. Nick grabbed something to hit the guy with but as soon as he opened the door, the guy grabbed it from him and almost hit him with the knife and pushed us all on the bed and tied up our hands and feet. One guy stayed in the room with us the whole time and the other guy went around the whole house and started grabbing everything and stuffing it in Nick and Mar's luggage. They took our TV off the wall, 3 iPhone's, 2 iPad's, 2 video camera's, and all their chargers, 1 super nice Canon camera, a bunch of money, headphones, 1 MacBook Pro with all the videos and pictures of our boys on it, and so many more little things of value. They didn't take any of our credit cards, passports, documents, or car praise Jesus!
After they gathered everything that they wanted, they came in the bedroom with us and the main guy, "Biggie" grabbed Marlene and took her into my room by themselves and he tried to abuse her as well and we just heard her screaming in the other room and we couldn't do anything, we were so helpless sitting there tied up. Nick said several times "please you can kill me, just save my wife and leave her alone" the guys didn't care tho. Later after everything happened Mar told us that while she was in my room, he was trying to abuse her and she was fighting him and he punched her in the mouth three times and dislocated her jaw and cause her top lip to swell up like crazy. They finally brought her back in the room with us and then he took me again to the living room and since my feet were already tied, he was pretty much dragging me and slamming me into the walls and i got several bruises from this. He threw my on the couch in the living room and said in english "you do this, ok, you no do this, I kill you're friends". Oh Jesus! That's all I could say was the name of Jesus and pray that He would protect me! As he was trying to abuse me, he physically couldn't and finally stopped trying and took me back to the bedroom with Nick and Mar. They then took t shirts and stuffed them in our mouths and cut a towel into strips and tied the shirts in our mouths super tight so we couldn't scream when they left.
They turned of all the lights and took all our stuff and left the house with us helpless and all tied up on the bed. Only by an angel, Mar was able to slip one foot out of the rope and she ran to the kitchen and grabbed one of our small kitchen knifes and while her hands were tied behind her back, she cut my hands free then we all began cutting the ropes off of each other. We threw some clothes on and ran around waking up our Mozambican neighbors making sure they were ok. Went to the Cain's house (missionary family that was with us at the time) and borrowed their iPhone and tried to deal with the police and everything. We grabbed the rest of our important things like passports and documents and such and went to some of our friends house there at around 5 am after everything settled down a bit. We know this AMAZING couple, mama Gigi and papa JB who are from Zimbabwe and they opened up their beautiful home to us to stay and rest for a couple days after everything happened.
SO much stuff happened that weekend right after it happened and we didn't feel safe staying in that house anymore so we went back the next day and packed up every single thing and moved it to a storage shed on mama Gigi and papa JB's land and it will stay there until Nick and Mar can find another house to rent and live in until we get our home built on the Shekinah land.
The day after it all happened, we got a phone call from Mama Heidi Baker and she said that she was sending Papa Rolland in the Iris plane to come get us and take us to Pemba so we could be with our Iris family and rest and receive healing. That was such an amazing answer to prayer! We got that call, then two days later we were in Pemba receiving so much love from the Baker's and the whole Iris team and all my beautiful kids there. I couldn't think of a more perfect place for us to have gone than right there at that perfect timing.
This whole situation was the scariest thing that has ever ever ever happened to me and I never thought that it would ever happen to me, but it did! I was completely terrified the whole time and literally thought I was going to be seriously abused or killed. I've never been so scared in my life. But even in the midst of my fear, I had a peace that Jesus was holding me through it. He really gave me, Nick, and Mar a crazy unconditional love for the two men that did these awful things to us. It makes absolutely no sense to my human mind that we could actually love the men that did these nasty things to us, but we did. We still do. We know it was the enemy working through them. We want the police to catch these guys so we can minister to them and demonstrate the love of Jesus to them. We want to see their lives radically changed for Jesus and transformed for the Kingdom.
It was just two weeks before all of this happened, that God told me to come back to Tete in May and serve long term. Then the enemy attacks with this crazy situation and I really felt him lying to me and saying "you really want to come back here? you see what I can do to you. I can actually hurt you. You should just go back home to Tennessee where you're safe with your family." Believe it or not, this gave me more of a confirmation that Tete is exactly where I'm supposed to be. Those lies gave me more of a motivation to go back soon and show the enemy that he CANNOT stop me! I'm going to go back and I'm going to fulfill the calling that God has for my life there. I have absolutely no idea what all Papa has for me there, but I just know that's where I'm called, so I'm saying no to the things of the world and putting a hold on college, to follow where God is calling me to go. I have such a peace and confirmation that this is what needs to happen and nothing can change that!
I'm back in Nashville now for two months until I head back in May for long term. I have no idea how long I will stay this time, but at least for a year! Jesus has been so amazing and He has already replaced literally every item that was stolen from us, He's replaced and upgraded them all! He is also providing finances for me like crazy for me to go back in May. I still need some help financially to go back to the place where I'm called to show the enemy that he's stupid. ;)
It's going to be a long healing process to get completely and totally deeply healed from the trauma that I experienced, but I'm so happy to say that Papa has been so good and definitely given me a peace and totally has begun the healing process!
I really feel like I'm supposed to write about what happened to Me, Nick, and Marlene three weeks ago. It's hard to believe it's been that long. It feels like it was just last night. So for those of you who don't know the whole story, I really feel like Jesus wants me to be completely open and honest and vulnerable with you about what happened and what we experienced.
It was three weeks ago on Friday, February 28 at 2:00 am. I was in my room in Nick and Marlene's house, where I had been living for the past three months after Harvest School, and I was sleeping because it was the middle of the night and everything then out of no where I was woken up to two guys talking in my bedroom. Now when I initially heard them, I didn't freak out because I thought it might have been some of our boys that we minister to because often times when something happens to them in the city or the police show up, they will come to our house no matter what time it is, for us to help them. So I assumed it was some of our boys and something happened and they came to my room first since it's closest to the front door. The lights were all off and I couldn't see who it was, so I reached for my phone to turn the flashlight on, which I always keep on my bed by my pillow, only to discover that it was gone. As soon as I realized my phone was gone, I knew these were not our boys and these guys were here to rob us. My heart began to race and my stomach was turning in knots and I didn't know what to do. By this point, the two men realized that I was awake and they came over to my bed and turned on a small flash light so I could at least see their faces, ripped my mosquito net off of me and started saying (in portuguese) "where is the money, where is the money, where is the money?" They were two men probably in their 30's, very angry and sweaty. I was trying to calm them down a bit and distract them because I knew why they were there. I then began trying to communicate with them with what little portuguese I do know and I said "wait, how are you? My name is Brooke, what's yours?" They ignored me and repeated to ask me where my money was. I told them I was a missionary and I didn't have very much money but I handed them my purse and they dumped everything out and took what little cash I had, my iPhone, iPad, video camera, headphones, and any other small things of value.
Once they discovered that I only had 1,000 mets which is around $30 US, they were even more angry and upset. Then they started tearing up my whole room just ripping everything apart and throwing stuff around trying to find anything of value at all and didn't find anything else. I told them I'm sorry I don't have much for them. Then the main guy who the other guy kept calling "Biggie" grabbed my arm and sat me up out of my bed and attempted to abuse me but the other guy was like "no we came here for money" and I began crying and was begging the guy to let me talk to my friends (Nick and Mar). He didn't know there were any other people in the house. I was like please I just need to talk to them. So he was like "ok fine" and cut the strap off of my camera bag and he tied my hands behind my back super tight to where i had cuts on my wrists. This whole time the second guy is standing over me holding a huge machete at my neck so I couldn't scream or anything. All I could do was pray in my mind and speak the name of Jesus over and over again. Once he got my hands all tied up, he took me to Nick and Mar's room and I yelled for them to come out and I told Nick to come first and grab something! Mar knew what was going on, right away. Nick grabbed something to hit the guy with but as soon as he opened the door, the guy grabbed it from him and almost hit him with the knife and pushed us all on the bed and tied up our hands and feet. One guy stayed in the room with us the whole time and the other guy went around the whole house and started grabbing everything and stuffing it in Nick and Mar's luggage. They took our TV off the wall, 3 iPhone's, 2 iPad's, 2 video camera's, and all their chargers, 1 super nice Canon camera, a bunch of money, headphones, 1 MacBook Pro with all the videos and pictures of our boys on it, and so many more little things of value. They didn't take any of our credit cards, passports, documents, or car praise Jesus!
After they gathered everything that they wanted, they came in the bedroom with us and the main guy, "Biggie" grabbed Marlene and took her into my room by themselves and he tried to abuse her as well and we just heard her screaming in the other room and we couldn't do anything, we were so helpless sitting there tied up. Nick said several times "please you can kill me, just save my wife and leave her alone" the guys didn't care tho. Later after everything happened Mar told us that while she was in my room, he was trying to abuse her and she was fighting him and he punched her in the mouth three times and dislocated her jaw and cause her top lip to swell up like crazy. They finally brought her back in the room with us and then he took me again to the living room and since my feet were already tied, he was pretty much dragging me and slamming me into the walls and i got several bruises from this. He threw my on the couch in the living room and said in english "you do this, ok, you no do this, I kill you're friends". Oh Jesus! That's all I could say was the name of Jesus and pray that He would protect me! As he was trying to abuse me, he physically couldn't and finally stopped trying and took me back to the bedroom with Nick and Mar. They then took t shirts and stuffed them in our mouths and cut a towel into strips and tied the shirts in our mouths super tight so we couldn't scream when they left.
They turned of all the lights and took all our stuff and left the house with us helpless and all tied up on the bed. Only by an angel, Mar was able to slip one foot out of the rope and she ran to the kitchen and grabbed one of our small kitchen knifes and while her hands were tied behind her back, she cut my hands free then we all began cutting the ropes off of each other. We threw some clothes on and ran around waking up our Mozambican neighbors making sure they were ok. Went to the Cain's house (missionary family that was with us at the time) and borrowed their iPhone and tried to deal with the police and everything. We grabbed the rest of our important things like passports and documents and such and went to some of our friends house there at around 5 am after everything settled down a bit. We know this AMAZING couple, mama Gigi and papa JB who are from Zimbabwe and they opened up their beautiful home to us to stay and rest for a couple days after everything happened.
SO much stuff happened that weekend right after it happened and we didn't feel safe staying in that house anymore so we went back the next day and packed up every single thing and moved it to a storage shed on mama Gigi and papa JB's land and it will stay there until Nick and Mar can find another house to rent and live in until we get our home built on the Shekinah land.
The day after it all happened, we got a phone call from Mama Heidi Baker and she said that she was sending Papa Rolland in the Iris plane to come get us and take us to Pemba so we could be with our Iris family and rest and receive healing. That was such an amazing answer to prayer! We got that call, then two days later we were in Pemba receiving so much love from the Baker's and the whole Iris team and all my beautiful kids there. I couldn't think of a more perfect place for us to have gone than right there at that perfect timing.
This whole situation was the scariest thing that has ever ever ever happened to me and I never thought that it would ever happen to me, but it did! I was completely terrified the whole time and literally thought I was going to be seriously abused or killed. I've never been so scared in my life. But even in the midst of my fear, I had a peace that Jesus was holding me through it. He really gave me, Nick, and Mar a crazy unconditional love for the two men that did these awful things to us. It makes absolutely no sense to my human mind that we could actually love the men that did these nasty things to us, but we did. We still do. We know it was the enemy working through them. We want the police to catch these guys so we can minister to them and demonstrate the love of Jesus to them. We want to see their lives radically changed for Jesus and transformed for the Kingdom.
It was just two weeks before all of this happened, that God told me to come back to Tete in May and serve long term. Then the enemy attacks with this crazy situation and I really felt him lying to me and saying "you really want to come back here? you see what I can do to you. I can actually hurt you. You should just go back home to Tennessee where you're safe with your family." Believe it or not, this gave me more of a confirmation that Tete is exactly where I'm supposed to be. Those lies gave me more of a motivation to go back soon and show the enemy that he CANNOT stop me! I'm going to go back and I'm going to fulfill the calling that God has for my life there. I have absolutely no idea what all Papa has for me there, but I just know that's where I'm called, so I'm saying no to the things of the world and putting a hold on college, to follow where God is calling me to go. I have such a peace and confirmation that this is what needs to happen and nothing can change that!
I'm back in Nashville now for two months until I head back in May for long term. I have no idea how long I will stay this time, but at least for a year! Jesus has been so amazing and He has already replaced literally every item that was stolen from us, He's replaced and upgraded them all! He is also providing finances for me like crazy for me to go back in May. I still need some help financially to go back to the place where I'm called to show the enemy that he's stupid. ;)
It's going to be a long healing process to get completely and totally deeply healed from the trauma that I experienced, but I'm so happy to say that Papa has been so good and definitely given me a peace and totally has begun the healing process!
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Connected
I'm connected to the world again! Just arrived back to Tennessee yesterday from my beloved Mozambique. Wanted to give a quick update...
I will post more detailed updates soon but right now just wanted to let everyone know that I am going back to Tete in May. Despite what the enemy did and all the attacks that we encountered, I still have peace and confirmation that I am supposed to go back and serve with Nick and Marlene and be with our Shekinah boys. Papa specifically told me to go back in May, two weeks before the big attack. I really felt the enemy lying to me and saying "you really want to go back to Tete? You see what I can do to you. I can stop you." Most people would be scared and run back to where they feel safe and are comfortable. But this lie actually gave me more of a confirmation that that's where I'm supposed to be and where God wants me. If God has such a huge calling on my life that the enemy wants to try to stop at that level, then I have no choice but to chase after it with all that I have. I'm going to return to Tete and fulfill the calling that I have there, that I don't even know about yet!
I'm asking you to please join me in prayer and support as I prepare to return to where my heart is in Tete in May. I know that He is going to provide all that I need! He holds it all in His precious, mighty hands. You are all so beautiful and I seriously can't thank you enough for praying for me and supporting me so much.
I've added a Paypal box to my blog so that will be the easiest way if Papa calls you to sow into my missions and helping to send me back to Tete.
Once I get settled in a bit, I will write more posts and share what all has been going on in my life the past few weeks.
I will post more detailed updates soon but right now just wanted to let everyone know that I am going back to Tete in May. Despite what the enemy did and all the attacks that we encountered, I still have peace and confirmation that I am supposed to go back and serve with Nick and Marlene and be with our Shekinah boys. Papa specifically told me to go back in May, two weeks before the big attack. I really felt the enemy lying to me and saying "you really want to go back to Tete? You see what I can do to you. I can stop you." Most people would be scared and run back to where they feel safe and are comfortable. But this lie actually gave me more of a confirmation that that's where I'm supposed to be and where God wants me. If God has such a huge calling on my life that the enemy wants to try to stop at that level, then I have no choice but to chase after it with all that I have. I'm going to return to Tete and fulfill the calling that I have there, that I don't even know about yet!
I'm asking you to please join me in prayer and support as I prepare to return to where my heart is in Tete in May. I know that He is going to provide all that I need! He holds it all in His precious, mighty hands. You are all so beautiful and I seriously can't thank you enough for praying for me and supporting me so much.
I've added a Paypal box to my blog so that will be the easiest way if Papa calls you to sow into my missions and helping to send me back to Tete.
Once I get settled in a bit, I will write more posts and share what all has been going on in my life the past few weeks.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Big Changes
Big Changes
Well as most of you may know by now, God has called me to come back here to Tete in May and live here as a long term missionary for at least one year. I return back to Nashville in only 2 weeks from today! That gives me 2 months at home before I come back to Tete. This was really unexpected for me but I have absolutely no doubt that this is where Jesus wants me. I just want to share my heart and tell you why I feel like this is my new home!
Originally I was supposed to go to Harvest School for 3 months, come and intern here in Tete with Pioneer61 for another three months, go home, and start college in the fall. Well Papa God has other plans for me that he just told me last week...
Since I've been here almost three full months, God has given me such a sister heart for our Shekinah boys and He has allowed me to fall so in love with all of them and feel His heart toward them. The boys don't usually love or trust anyone other than Nick and Marlene, but they began to love and trust me not that long after I got here. That can only be from Jesus! I truly feel that they are my brothers and the more time I spend with them, the more I get to know them, the more I know how to pray for them and how to deal with them and care for them. Some things that the boys told Marlene were, "We know Tia Brooke loves us and we trust her and she takes good care of us."
My heart is here with my boys and God told me very specifically that I am to come back and move into the Shekinah Healing Home with them and be a long term missionary and continue take care of these boys and be their big sister. It looks like the home might be finished being built around July or August so that's when I was planning on coming back, but due to an unexpected situation with our only other missionaries leaving to go back home to the States, my help is much needed sooner rather than later. So as soon as we found out the news about the other missionaries leaving, my heart stopped and Jesus was like "You need to come back sooner, in May." It was that clear and short. One little sentence that is changing my life.
The more I prayed about it and talked to Nick and Marlene, the more peace and confirmation I had about the whole thing. Basically what my role will look like when I come back is, I'll be the boys big sister living in the home, making sure they stay on top of their school work, chores, ect. And caring for them. I'll also be taking on an administrative role and help with schedules and booking teams to come and such. One thing that I'm super excited about is that I will be teaching some of the boys music and the heart of worship. We have a few boys that I believe really have a worship leader call on their lives and I feel like I'm supposed to help guide them in that direction and teach them all that I know and impart that gift into them. I will be purchasing a keyboard from the missionaries that are leaving, and they are donating their guitar. I can't wait to see what all the Holy Spirit does during that worship time, I'm so excited!
This is Gods will for my life and I wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world than in His will. School, job, family, ect is all going to have to wait because this is what He's calling me to do now!
I'm asking you all to pray with me as I finish out my last two weeks here and head home to share my story and raise support to come back in May. I know that Jesus will provide all that I need, so will you join me in reaching into heaven and pulling down all the finances in the Name of Jesus?!
The main thing I need is prayer warriors standing by my side and encouraging me and sharing my story and Pioneer61's story to raise support for me and to finish building the boys home. We need some serious finances to finish the home and we need to get the boys off the streets ASAP!!
Thank you so much for all the encouragement and for keeping up with all my updates and wanting to stay involved. It means more than you know!
I can't wait to come back to my boys in May, my little treasures in the darkness.
Isaiah 45
Well as most of you may know by now, God has called me to come back here to Tete in May and live here as a long term missionary for at least one year. I return back to Nashville in only 2 weeks from today! That gives me 2 months at home before I come back to Tete. This was really unexpected for me but I have absolutely no doubt that this is where Jesus wants me. I just want to share my heart and tell you why I feel like this is my new home!
Originally I was supposed to go to Harvest School for 3 months, come and intern here in Tete with Pioneer61 for another three months, go home, and start college in the fall. Well Papa God has other plans for me that he just told me last week...
Since I've been here almost three full months, God has given me such a sister heart for our Shekinah boys and He has allowed me to fall so in love with all of them and feel His heart toward them. The boys don't usually love or trust anyone other than Nick and Marlene, but they began to love and trust me not that long after I got here. That can only be from Jesus! I truly feel that they are my brothers and the more time I spend with them, the more I get to know them, the more I know how to pray for them and how to deal with them and care for them. Some things that the boys told Marlene were, "We know Tia Brooke loves us and we trust her and she takes good care of us."
My heart is here with my boys and God told me very specifically that I am to come back and move into the Shekinah Healing Home with them and be a long term missionary and continue take care of these boys and be their big sister. It looks like the home might be finished being built around July or August so that's when I was planning on coming back, but due to an unexpected situation with our only other missionaries leaving to go back home to the States, my help is much needed sooner rather than later. So as soon as we found out the news about the other missionaries leaving, my heart stopped and Jesus was like "You need to come back sooner, in May." It was that clear and short. One little sentence that is changing my life.
The more I prayed about it and talked to Nick and Marlene, the more peace and confirmation I had about the whole thing. Basically what my role will look like when I come back is, I'll be the boys big sister living in the home, making sure they stay on top of their school work, chores, ect. And caring for them. I'll also be taking on an administrative role and help with schedules and booking teams to come and such. One thing that I'm super excited about is that I will be teaching some of the boys music and the heart of worship. We have a few boys that I believe really have a worship leader call on their lives and I feel like I'm supposed to help guide them in that direction and teach them all that I know and impart that gift into them. I will be purchasing a keyboard from the missionaries that are leaving, and they are donating their guitar. I can't wait to see what all the Holy Spirit does during that worship time, I'm so excited!
This is Gods will for my life and I wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world than in His will. School, job, family, ect is all going to have to wait because this is what He's calling me to do now!
I'm asking you all to pray with me as I finish out my last two weeks here and head home to share my story and raise support to come back in May. I know that Jesus will provide all that I need, so will you join me in reaching into heaven and pulling down all the finances in the Name of Jesus?!
The main thing I need is prayer warriors standing by my side and encouraging me and sharing my story and Pioneer61's story to raise support for me and to finish building the boys home. We need some serious finances to finish the home and we need to get the boys off the streets ASAP!!
Thank you so much for all the encouragement and for keeping up with all my updates and wanting to stay involved. It means more than you know!
I can't wait to come back to my boys in May, my little treasures in the darkness.
Isaiah 45
Friday, January 25, 2013
What He Said...
I just finished reading Heidi and Rolland Baker's new book, "Learning to Love", and it completely wrecked me. Every chapter had something in it that blew my mind. I highly recommend it for everyone to read!
I just wanted to share this poem that is written at the end of the book because it pretty much sums up what I wrote about in my last post that I wrote. I hope Papa speaks to you through it like He did for me!
For The One
"Jesus gave His life for me,
He took away my pain,
He made beat this heart of mine
So I could love again.
In return I asked Him,
What I could give away,
He showed me things
That break His heart,
And then I heard Him say.
Just stop for the one,
Until My kingdom comes,
From the smallest seed,
Comes a mighty tree.
When you just stop for the one.
He showed me orphans on the street,
Their faces full of fear,
Always hungry, always cold,
Always death is near.
Girls in flimsy dresses,
Watching men drive past,
Trading on their kisses,
Every kiss their last.
He said...
Just stop for the one,
Until My kingdom comes,
From the smallest seed,
Comes a mighty tree,
When you just stop for the one.
I saw boys without a purpose
Become men before their time.
Every day a little worse,
Driven into crime.
Drugs to ease the sorrow,
Never kill the pain,
Peace lasts 'till tomorrow,
Then it all starts up again.
Jesus stopped for the children
And the thief on Calvary,
For the woman at the water well,
And then He stopped for me.
He said go love another,
Until the battle's done,
In this world you will have trouble,
But victory shall come.
He said...
Just stop for the one,
Until My kingdom comes,
From the smallest seed,
Comes a mighty tree.
Just stop for the one,
Until My will is done,
Here on earth,
As you just ... stop ... for ... the ... one."
(Claire Vorster, 2012)
I just wanted to share this poem that is written at the end of the book because it pretty much sums up what I wrote about in my last post that I wrote. I hope Papa speaks to you through it like He did for me!
For The One
"Jesus gave His life for me,
He took away my pain,
He made beat this heart of mine
So I could love again.
In return I asked Him,
What I could give away,
He showed me things
That break His heart,
And then I heard Him say.
Just stop for the one,
Until My kingdom comes,
From the smallest seed,
Comes a mighty tree.
When you just stop for the one.
He showed me orphans on the street,
Their faces full of fear,
Always hungry, always cold,
Always death is near.
Girls in flimsy dresses,
Watching men drive past,
Trading on their kisses,
Every kiss their last.
He said...
Just stop for the one,
Until My kingdom comes,
From the smallest seed,
Comes a mighty tree,
When you just stop for the one.
I saw boys without a purpose
Become men before their time.
Every day a little worse,
Driven into crime.
Drugs to ease the sorrow,
Never kill the pain,
Peace lasts 'till tomorrow,
Then it all starts up again.
Jesus stopped for the children
And the thief on Calvary,
For the woman at the water well,
And then He stopped for me.
He said go love another,
Until the battle's done,
In this world you will have trouble,
But victory shall come.
He said...
Just stop for the one,
Until My kingdom comes,
From the smallest seed,
Comes a mighty tree.
Just stop for the one,
Until My will is done,
Here on earth,
As you just ... stop ... for ... the ... one."
(Claire Vorster, 2012)
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Lower Still
Papa God told me to start waking up earlier and taking walks with him and run to get exercise. Today was the first day to start. I want to share a little bit of what I saw and experienced as I walked through our little village of M'Padue.
6:00 in the morning during rainy season, gray cloudy skies with mist in the air, men walking along the side of the road on their way to work somewhere, mamas with babies on their backs sitting in the mud and selling random objects, goats and cows passing me on either side and splashing in all the mud puddles, young girls carrying huge buckets on their heads walking a long way to the river just to get water for the day, children playing, laughing, and waving their hands as an "Azungu" (white person) passes by them. Every person that I saw, stared at me as I walked past simply because they are not used to white people taking a walk through their village.
I could see such curiosity in their faces as they looked at me. "Why is this white girl here and what is she doing?" Not in a rude way but only because all the foreign people that are here in Tete are here for business and they live in the city with big houses and are wealthy and hardly ever step foot in the villages. They have never seen a white person move to their village only because of the love of Jesus.
The house that we are living in right now is in the village of M'Padue which is about 20 minutes from the city where our boys are living in the streets. The land that we have and are building the Shekinah home on is in this village.
It's all about becoming lower still. In order to love people where they are at, we must first get down to their level. This morning as I walked past all these beautiful souls, I simply said "Bon dia!" (goodmorning) and it put a smile on their faces. Something so easy can change someone's whole attitude and bring them joy. It speaks volumes to them that we have left everything we know and are comfortable with in the states, and are now living here in this completely unfamiliar territory. No running water in the house, ever. Every night we have to fill all of our buckets full of water from our faucet outside if we want to have water for each day. No hot water for a normal shower. Only cold water to take a bucket shower. We are very blessed to have electricity and a TV but our power goes out quite frequently. I could go on for a while about the differences in how I live in the States and how I live here, but none of it really matters. The only thing that matters is if I am becoming as low as I can and loving my Papa God with everything I have in me regardless of my living circumstances, and if I'm loving the person in front of me like He does and getting on their level.
We are here to minister to our boys first, but we can still show love and share Jesus with our own neighbors here. Thats one thing God has been showing me. We can stop and love anyone we come in contact with. Lowering ourselves for love.
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