I know, I have no business being up so late. And if tonight is like the past few, Josh will be crying and coughing for a good part of the night. 6:00 AM will be here too soon, and then there are lunches to pack, homework to double-check...and the day gets rolling.
If I was going to stay up late, I should at least have been doing homework for our cross-cultural class. It's a good class, and I do like it. It's just that I'm having a hard time getting into the assigned book. It's a good book, and I actually like it, too. It's just that I'm so drawn to something else--maybe even addicted. I've been working my way through a DVD series(since my only non-kid time happens late at night, reading puts me to sleep---another reason I'm having trouble with the book) from Global Awakening, called "School of Healing & Impartation: Essentials." I have heard some of the teaching before, thanks to our pastor, but we've only been at our current church for a few years. The growth curve has been pretty steep, so I'm not surprised I have not absorbed all these "essentials."
I am hungry to know the ways of God. I am desperate to experience it myself. I hear about the incredible happenings from long ago...and they mingle with the snippets Keith has told me about what he has experienced in Taiwan. I don't want them to just be someone else's stories. I am no longer content to simply be thrilled by other people's accounts of seeing God work healing, deliverance, and salvation among the nations.
I love, love, love hearing the stories of how God has moved in the past, and how He is still at work. I never heard any of the pentecostal history, or even stories from the revival/renewal movements among Catholic and Protestant groups. I lose track of time on nights like tonight...and I wish I could start all over again because there is so much to think about, so many stories I will want to refer to later.
One "long ago" story that I really like is about the Moravian missionary movement. Two hundred missionaries went out in a 25-year period, when other Christian groups were too busy bickering among themselves to be mission-minded. Some of the Moravian men were burdened for the indentured African slaves, but they didn't have the means to travel and live among them. So they sold themselves and became indentured slaves as well. The Moravian missionaries traveled by boat, and their fellow believers gathered on the shore to see them off. The departing group, on deck, shouted, "To win for the Lamb that was slain the rewards of His suffering!" And their friends shouted the same in reply. As the distance between them grew, they continued calling to each other until they could no longer be heard...
"To win for the Lamb that was slain the rewards of His suffering!"
If I was going to stay up late, I should at least have been doing homework for our cross-cultural class. It's a good class, and I do like it. It's just that I'm having a hard time getting into the assigned book. It's a good book, and I actually like it, too. It's just that I'm so drawn to something else--maybe even addicted. I've been working my way through a DVD series(since my only non-kid time happens late at night, reading puts me to sleep---another reason I'm having trouble with the book) from Global Awakening, called "School of Healing & Impartation: Essentials." I have heard some of the teaching before, thanks to our pastor, but we've only been at our current church for a few years. The growth curve has been pretty steep, so I'm not surprised I have not absorbed all these "essentials."
I am hungry to know the ways of God. I am desperate to experience it myself. I hear about the incredible happenings from long ago...and they mingle with the snippets Keith has told me about what he has experienced in Taiwan. I don't want them to just be someone else's stories. I am no longer content to simply be thrilled by other people's accounts of seeing God work healing, deliverance, and salvation among the nations.
I love, love, love hearing the stories of how God has moved in the past, and how He is still at work. I never heard any of the pentecostal history, or even stories from the revival/renewal movements among Catholic and Protestant groups. I lose track of time on nights like tonight...and I wish I could start all over again because there is so much to think about, so many stories I will want to refer to later.
One "long ago" story that I really like is about the Moravian missionary movement. Two hundred missionaries went out in a 25-year period, when other Christian groups were too busy bickering among themselves to be mission-minded. Some of the Moravian men were burdened for the indentured African slaves, but they didn't have the means to travel and live among them. So they sold themselves and became indentured slaves as well. The Moravian missionaries traveled by boat, and their fellow believers gathered on the shore to see them off. The departing group, on deck, shouted, "To win for the Lamb that was slain the rewards of His suffering!" And their friends shouted the same in reply. As the distance between them grew, they continued calling to each other until they could no longer be heard...
"To win for the Lamb that was slain the rewards of His suffering!"
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