20 August 2007

Home Again

I have to tell you, I’m really messed up. I never realized how much God wrecked me until I came back. An hour before I landed in Philadelphia I panicked because I did not want to go home. Daddy spoke beautiful gentle words over me and I rested in Him and continue to do so now. I feet no one understands what happened over there, it’s just God and me. If only He will use me to impart what Jesus did in Mozambique over here to His people in the U.S. In His presence all fear is gone, in His presence is where I belong.

Church was so weird today. I felt there was a lot of noise and emotions to stir the people up. I couldn’t move and could only be still in Him. I was stuck to the floor. During the alter call I prayed and prayed over people for God’s heart and that they would see how much they are loved. I don’t recognize myself here. I feel like a round ball trying to fit through a square hole. There is this tenderness in my heart and fearlessness that moves me in great ways I have never known. My body is here but my spirit is somewhere else, like I am overtaken by Jesus, abandoned to Him. It’s beautiful but it’s hard too, knowing we are not of this world.

As I’m back in America the same sin faces me again. I jump a little and think wow, what?! There is this strong desire to just hate sin and remove it. It’s no more apart of me. I’m the pure and spotless bride, beautiful and set apart for His glory and purposes that all may know my Daddy is a loving God.

Reverse culture shock is always difficult for me. It's strange how it's easier to go into a culture that is not your own than to go back to your original culture. Even though it's difficult to understand who I am in this culture I know I will find my place once again.

13 August 2007

Home Home

Dear Friends,

The days are just flying by! Tomorrow morning I will be leaving home for America again. Last Saturday it was my 25th birthday and we celebrated at the Nautilus restaurant. There was so much singing, dancing and eating with about forty Holy Given friends attending. Then on Sunday I was baptized in the Indian Ocean. It was such a precious day for many of us. Why be baptized again? Well why not? It was just a symbol of me giving my life to Jesus again and being washed clean and filled with His Holy Spirit. I was so blasted so I don't have any pictures but I do have a short video clip. Rolland and Heidi Baker and Mel Tari baptized me… and to be baptized by people who raise the dead, heal the sick and go to heaven is amazing.

This past Wednesday was the Holy Given School of International Missions' graduation. There were about 200 Mozambican pastors who also graduated. It was such a Spirit filled, wild and crazy day. Most of the school went on extended outreach in the bush and most of us are leaving this Tuesday to go home.

I will send one more email when I get home with pictures and some overall reflection about the trip. Please pray for safe travels home and to be free of jet lag. I get into Philly at 2:30pm on Wednesday then have teacher training at Lower Dauphin Thursday morning. I spent the last few days on holiday here soaking up the sun and sipping tea and sodas on the most beautiful beaches in the world. It will be a crazy time but more of a reason to lean on Jesus. I have been so incredibly blessed here in Pemba Mozambique.

Thank you for all of your prayers.

Emilie