You Make Me Brave

"I stand before You now

The greatness of Your renown
I have heard of the majesty and wonder of You
King of Heaven in humility, I bow

As Your love
In wave after wave
Crashes over me, crashes over me
For You are for us 
You are not against us
Champion of Heaven
You've made a way 
For all to enter in

I have heard You call my name
I have heard the song of love that You sing
So, I will let You draw me beyond the shore
Into Your grace, Your grace

As Your love
In wave after wave
Crashes over me, crashes over me
For You are for us 
You are not against us
Champion of Heaven
You've made a way 
For all to enter in

You make me brave
You make me brave
You called me beyond the shore
Into the waves

You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now 
The love that made a way

You make me brave
You make me brave
You called me beyond the shore
Into the waves

You make me brave
You make me brave
No fear can hinder now 
The promises You've made"

As I sit on the roof, God is painting the most beautiful sunset of my life, and this song plays in the background.  An orange hue fills the sky as pinks and purples color the undersides of the clouds.  Eventually, these pinks and purples give way to deep crimson painted clouds against a black backdrop as the last hint of light fades on the horizon.  A picture cannot even acurrately describe this moment.  God is displaying all of His Glory, and He is putting it on display for me!  If your love language can be sunsets, that is mine.  God speaks wonders through them to my soul.  These are the moments that I feel His love the most tangibly.  It's just me and Him and the picture He paints before me in those last moments before the night sets in.  It's like He's saying, "I know the darkness is setting in, but I just want you to remember my brillance right before it does."  Sunrises don't do the same thing for my heart,  I'm not 100% sure why.  Maybe it's because I have to wake up early to see one, or maybe it's because I know the sun will be there all day even if I do happen to make it out of bed in time.  To me, the colors are more brilliant as the sun makes its exit every night, leaving us with the promise of its return in the morning.

It's in these moments, that the busyness of the city and the sea of lights that emits from it becomes the backdrop for which God speaks.  It's in these moments that I hear Him calling me, beckoning me forward, confirming in the depths of my soul that this is it, this is what He has called me to.  The people of this country that I fell in love with; the children who so desperately just need to feel love, maybe for the first time in their lives.  This country that has stolen my heart.  This country that I don't want to have to leave because it has become home to me.  I never thought I would feel at home in a foreign land, but it's true.  Sure I miss my family, I miss my friends, and I really miss driving haha, but as far as everything else goes, it's all just stuff I left behind, stuff that I don't miss at all.

One thing I don't miss at all is the daily stress of life back in the States.  Stress takes on a whole new meaning when you step into the world of missions.  Sure, things can be really REALLY stressful on the field, but when you see someone struggling and working all day long, past when the sun goes down, just to bring some food home to feed their family THAT day, and then when you turn and look to the other side of the street and you see someone dodge oncoming traffic just to pick up an extra coin that someone tossed on the ground at them as they drove away you realize some things...  It's all about perspective.  I have realized that the majority of the stress that is in my life is brought on directly by me.  My circumstances don't control my stress level (most of the time).  My own inability to not be able to put things into perspective when I'm rushing around at the last second, is what leads to my stress induced states of hopelessness.

For years, I have known missions was my heart, but I always said it and never acted on it.  The truth is I've been afraid, terrified honestly to have to do it by myself.  Everytime, someone asked me about missions I would smile and say, "yes one day I will go, it's my long term goal," but inside I threw a little two year old fit with myself and God.  It's not fair God, why should I have to do it alone?  I don't want to be strong, I don't want to be brave, I don't want to have to figure it all out by myself.  I want someone to stand beside me, and have US figure this crazy new journey out together.  In the words of Aiden one night as I was putting them to bed, "I'm tired of being brave.."  My thoughts exactly Aiden.  But there are some things I learned this summer.  One of them being that God does equip us to do what He has called us to do, we just need to be willing to take that step of faith and He meets us there.  I have found that that very first step is often the hardest one for me.  It's the unknown that I don't do well with.  Haha unfortunately for me, life is full of the unknown and I'm pretty sure God laughs and shakes His head at me when I constantly try to figure everything out for myself.

Another thing that I've learned is that He really is for me and not against me.  Even though I might be walking into this next stage of life by myself, I will not be totally doing it alone.  Yes, I know God will be with me, but in addition to that, I have made friends along the way that are here to encourage and support me along the way.  I have made missionary friends, and I have made friends that are nationals here in Ecuador.  God is meeting my needs, maybe not in the way I originally begged and pleaded, but He has allowed lots of great men and women of God to come alongside of me in this process, and speak life to me.  I come home tomorrow and I hate the fact that I have to leave this behind for a season while I prepare back home, but again it's in God's timing, not mine, and there are things that need to be done first.

So it's time for me to be obedient and step out into the Great Unknown.  I know I may fail along the way, but the truth is God is big enough to pick me back up and get me headed back in the right direction.  Being in His will is refreshing and freeing.  Yes, there are still things I have to deal with on a daily basis, and dangers and uncertainty that I face, but overall, I have felt more loved and more free from stress than ever before.  I can say, fairly certainly, that it's because I finally stopped trying to have control over everything I could in my life, and let God lead as I followed along being obedient.  My prayer is that I won't ever forget these things, and that I will continue to be obedient as I walk forward.  Thank you for taking this journey with me and thank you for praying continually this summer.  This was only the beginning and I can't wait for the next chapter!

Sucua

Well our trip to the jungle has come and gone!  Internet was not great at all so I am now finally getting to post again.  I will try to recap to the best of my ability!

Leaving Guayaquil was very hard.  I didn't think it would be as hard as it was, but I made new friends and I loved working with the team, and I saw how great the need was in and around that city.  The people I got to work with were just awesome and it was the first time I think I have worked with people from 3 different nations doing a single program! We had the team from the US, a Peruvian Masters Commission and then a group of Ecuadorians from the local church, and it was just really neat to see us all come together and work toward one common goal!  Needless to say, I didn't want to say goodbye.

The drive to Sucua was long, so we broke it up into two parts and stayed the night in Riobamba again.  The drive was once again beautiful and I could feel God winning my heart over to this country.  This country I have come to love, this country that already feels like home to me.  Just when I feel like it's too tough or it's not what I wanted ideally in my head, God paints these pictures for me and reminds me of His love.....

And not just of His love for me, but of His love for the people I see as we drive through each town.  The people who don't know His love yet, the people who have never been told.

Last week, I wrote about a little girl, Gladys, in Guayaquil.  She is one of those precious faces that will never escape my mind.  She had so much pain to be so young.  All she wanted was someone to show her that she mattered, that she was loved.  That's why she didn't let go of me for 15 minutes. Let me tell you though, that 15 minutes changed me forever.  Someone got a pic and I didn't realize it so allow me to give you a brief snapshot of that moment...

This is why I'm here.  This is why we are called.  There is so much pain in the world, but there is hope.  And if we have that hope how selfish do we have to be to keep that hope from others?  We are His hands and feet, and if a little kid needs to know that they are loved by the One who created everything and thought of them from the very start, then of course I'm gonna hold them for however long they need and speak truth to them as I do it.

Guayaquil wrecked me, in a good way, as you can probably tell, but on to Sucua.  Like I said the ride was beautiful (see above pictures).  Sucua is a tiny town in the Jungle and the first thing I noticed was that all of their taxis were trucks... Hmmm that was a new sight.  I figured it was due to the fact that they had to drive out into the villages and needed four wheel drive to do it, but my suspicions wouldn't be confirmed until later on in the trip.  The climate wasn't as terrible as I thought it would be.  It was cool at night and there was a nice breeze most of the time during the day.  I mean it got hot but at least there was a breeze or afternoon shower to cool it down a little!

Unfortunately, the first few days I was sick as a dog!  What I thought was a sinus infection turned out to be the flu, and I spent a whole day on my bed not able to move in my little tiny cell block of a hotel room, with no air conditioning... It was rough! Lol this is a pic of me laying in my bed, and literally the door is at the end of my bed and I had a little window that didn't open... Haha gotta love it!  Luckily I had a portable fan!!

The lady who owned the hotel was SUPER sweet though! Her daughter is a doctor I think, well anyway, she went out with PA who was sick with the same thing and she got us some flu medicine (that I'm pretty sure would be illegal in the States) and within 24 hours I was up and moving again and taking part in programs.  I mean I was tired and taking it easier than normal, but I was feeling 100% better than the pitiful shape I was in only a day before.  Thank you to those of you who were praying for me!

The kids were once again precious, and I got to hang out with the little littles while we were doing VBS.  Obviously, I love them all! 

We even got a special treat when a rainbow appeared during one of the programs...

I think we ministered to over 700 kids this past week over a three day VBS program.  The last day (Friday) we went out into the jungle into a village where they were preparing a meal for us after we did a little kids program for them.  The trip out there was a hoot.  The buses could only go so far and then we had a bunch of those aforementioned taxi trucks bring us in the rest of the way...

Except, when we got to this one bridge, they made us all get out and walk across, as then the trucks drove over and we could continue on...

When we got to the village we played with the kids and then did a little program for them, and then they invited us in to their church and had a little presentation for us.  They did some dances and then fed us a typical meal.  They also have this drink they pass around the circle called chicha (I'm not sure on the spelling of that but it's pronounced chee-cha).  This drink is special to them and it is seen as disrespectful if you don't take of it as it passes by you.  The way they make this drink is by going out into the jungle and digging up this root, and then mashing it up and turning it into a liquid.  The way they mash it up is the kicker.... The little old ladies in the tribe sit around and break off a piece of this root and chew it up in their mouths and then spit it out into a bowl when it is nice a ground up. Then they let it sit for however long so it can ferment.... 😳 Yep, that's the truth. Fermeted chewed up root spit.... Mmmmmm delicious... Lets just say it was an experience!

Ohh yeah, no silverware either... No problema we used our fingers!  Haha the missions life, gotta love it!  All in all, it was a good experience and I'm glad I was there.  I wasn't as sad to leave Sucua as I was Guayaquil, but I definitely made some memories!  Now for a few days of relaxation!! 😊

I am nothing, He is everything

"I am nothing, He is everything.  With Jesus I have everything, without Jesus they have nothing..."

This was our theme for the week.  Bring them Jesus!! With Jesus nothing else matters, but the people we are ministering to so desperately need Him to step into their lives and change them from the inside out.  This last week has been full of joy, full of exhaustion, and full of tears!  We saw many lives come to a saving knowledge of Jesus and we held many children as they released their pain to God.

Each day we went to several schools and did multiple programs.  Each night we went to the church to prepare for the drama.  It was like two full days of ministry packed in to one!  My body got use to running on about 3 or 4 hours of sleep a night, but it definitely took a toll on me! Now that the teams are gone, it's like a switch flipped and my body gave up... All I wanted to do was sleep all day and I'm starting to get sick... I have the scratchy throat and itchy nose, beginning warning signs indicating that this will be a full on sinus issue in the coming days.... Pray that this will just stop and I won't have to deal with any problems as I head into the jungle in the coming days!

Aside from that, I'm missing the team and the people I met while we were ministering... Life is different on this side of things.  The teams get to go back to the States and see their families and friends back home, and I'm gearing up for the next thing.  It's hard work! Haha anyway, I'm loving it and this country is quickly becoming my second home :) I've met lots of great people and even made friends with some that will last a lifetime!

There are tons of stories I could tell, but honestly, I don't have the energy to type them out, so ask me about some of them in person!  I will leave you with one that impacted me the most...

The last program on the last day of ministry was one of the most heartbreaking for me.  We did the whole program and at the end they have an altar call for those that want to receive Jesus and receiving healing in their lives. So we all look out toward the crowd and scan over little faces until one stands out to us and God says go to that one.  Well I saw mine within seconds... She was toward the top of the bleachers and her little eyes were filled with tears, she had little pigtails in her hair and she was searching for someone or something in that moment.  I knew I had to go to her, so I fought may way through and made it to the top.  She saw me coming and it was like she knew why I was headed toward her.  As I made my way closer to her, I motioned for her to meet me in the aisle.  Now most kids are timid and I have to encourage them to come to me or to allow me to pray over them.  Not this one, she ran right over to me and latched on tight.  I looked at her and whispered that Jesus loves her.  And she nodded as she held on, then I continued and whispered that she was beautiful and precious, and the second I said that she began to weep in my arms.  I held her tight and kept saying it's ok Jesus loves you, Jesus loves you.  I prayed over her and whispered as much as I could in Spanish in her ear.  In that moment I wish I knew more Spanish, but I'm not sure it would have mattered, all she wanted was to be held and told everything was going to be ok.  I found out her name was Gladys and she is 7 years old.  7 years old!! So much pain in her life already, and she just needed Jesus to step in and meet her where she was.  I have never felt the love of Jesus working through me more than in that moment.  I knew He was pouring His love out on her and I was so grateful to be used by Him.  She didn't let me go for a good 10-15 minutes I would say.  I didn't want to leave either, but the time came and I gave her a big hug, told her again that Jesus loved her and not to be afraid.  I can tell you a little piece of my heart stayed right there with her.  I wish I could have known her story, but God knows it and all Gladys needed from me I'm that moment was to feel the warmth and safety of my embrace as Jesus ministered to her heart.

The week was full of stories like that, and hurting children break my heart each and every time.  I'm half way done with my summer internship, but it feels like I've already lived here for months and months.  This has become my life and I love it.  I'm tired and getting sick, but I love it!

Here are some pics from the last week...

A little boy I got to hang out with in Babahoyo.. Precious!

The team doing a drama at a school..

Babahoyo...

An assembly at a school...

Praying over the kids..

Prayer at a different program.. Loving on kids!

Watching the Ecuador vs. France soccer game at lunch!!

Our awesome awesome bus driver Pedro!!!! (Rylee was a little sad to say goodbye) I've never had a sweeter, kinder, more loving bus driver than him!

She cheered up when I let her carry my book bag around!! Haha sweet girl, she's my little buddy!

Well that pretty much sums it up, we leave for the jungle on Sunday, thanks for all of your prayers along the way, people are coming to a saving knowledge of Jesus because of them!! 😄

Babahoyo Day 1

Wednesday morning, after only getting 3 hours of sleep, I woke up at 5:30 so I could be ready to go to group prayer and devotions at 6.  After that we had breakfast and loaded up the bus to head to Babahoyo!  It was about an hour and a half ride or so and the bus didn't have AC, but for now it was morning time and it wasn't that big of a deal!  Once we got there, we went straight to the hotel, and Pastor Ashley told me to handle getting the rooms taken care of.  Here's the thing, I do know some Spanish, enough to communicate what I need, but the problem is that when you say a little, anyone would assume that ohh that person knows Spanish.  And so then the fast motion questions start flying.... All along here's me 😨 uhhhhh yo no se what you are saying to me.  Thankfully our translator Miguel was listening in and saved me from complete frustration and utter embarrassment!

After that we went straight to a school where the Peruvian team we are teaming up with was already in the progress of doing a program.  The leader of their group, Edwin, came out and quickly explained a skit to our group and made them jump right in for the second program at that school.  Lets just say we hit the ground running!

Babahoyo is not the safest place in the country, but God miraculously provided for us.  We had four police escorts stay with us all day long!  Never in my life have I had police escort me in country while on a missions trip.... I had a security guard in Haiti, but this was full out police force there solely to watch over and protect us!  It was cool and a little nerve racking at the same time! Lol believe it or not, I really didn't feel anxious about it at all.  I knew we were covered!

After we ended the programs at that it at school, and the students had left, all of the police officers came forward and received Christ as their personal Savior!!! They said the program had effected them so much and they could feel God tugging on their hearts!  It was the coolest things I've seen!  Then they even started helping us talk to the students and proclaim the gospel of Jesus Christ!  It was just really neat, God is awesome like that!!

Then we went to lunch and had rice and liquified  mashed potatoes, and meat of some kind, I think beef.  It was good but I really couldn't eat that much because by this time it was HOT and HUMID outside and I just wanted to curl up in air conditioning!  Wait a sec maybe the bus ride will give us some relief..... Hahaha just kidding remember no air conditioning??  We were like inside a sauna on that thing!

Anyway, that doesn't matter because live were brought into the Kingdom today!  After lunch, we went to the church we are working with and practiced dramas and tried to mesh up some of our stuff with some of the Peruvians stuff.  It was fun to see all the different things we were bringing to the table.

After that we went to another school which is known to be where some of the toughest kids go to.  We were suppose to do four programs at that one location, but they ran so long we could only do two.  There were a lot of breakthroughs happening in people's lives and it was a great experience.

After that, we went back to the church and had to do drama practice for Heaven's Gates and Hell's flames and eat dinner on the fly!  After all was said and done I got back to the hotel around midnight!  I think I got about 4 hours of sleep last night which is an hour more than the night before so hey that's an improvement!

I will fill you in on the rest in the coming days!  The days are so long and it's hard to right everything at one time.  Keep praying for the team!  Tomorrow is Saturday and we have a huge VBS we are doing and I am teaching the bible lessons and making sure the whole thing runs smoothly!  So sleep would be a wonderful thing, but apparently it's overrated! Lol :)

The Road to Guayaquil

We are in full speed ahead mode!  The teams arrive tomorrow and there is a lot to do and time keeps ticking!  I took the time today while I was in the car to type out a great blog about the trip here and what we've been doing since, but as things would have it, it disappeared from my phone!!! Ahhhhhhh so anyway, I'm gonna try my best to sum it up quickly!

We split the drive up into two different days, which was a great decision on the Penley's part!  The first day of driving was full of wonder and exploration of God's creation!  We went to volcano Cotopaxi and drove right up to the snow line which was around 15,000 ft this time of year(apparently, this is their winter, or as close to winter as you can get on the equator)!  The wind was whipping up there and pummeling dirt and tiny stones against the truck. So of course, I had to get out an experience these gale force winds! I thought the wind was gonna sweep us right off the mountain at one point but it was totally awesome!

That whole day was amazing because after we got done there God decided to show off some more and he revealed the larger volcano peak in Ecuador to us at sunset.  Apparently, the mountain is usually covered with clouds and it was as we approached it, but as we got closer and as the sun began to set, the clouds have way and revealed this majestic beauty....

Pictures really don't do it any justice, but I'm telling you God was showing off and it was a sight to behold.  We are already driving along on the ridge of a mountain and this thing soars above everything else!  It just kinda makes you stare in awe that God did that and that we get to experience it!

That night we stayed in the most beautiful inn that was within view of that volcano and I was on cloud 9 all night long.  It was like I was being doted upon by the most high King that whole day!

Well, as it often goes, when you go up, you often have to come back down.  The next day started off gorgeous and winding through the mountains, but as we approached Guayaquil the scenery changed and the mountains faded and gave way to banana field after banana field after banana field (True fact, Ecuador is the number one exporter of bananas I'm told... I can see why now!!) Miles and miles and miles (or kilometers as they measure distance here) of banana trees!! It was crazy!

Guayaquil is towards the coast, and boy you can tell it is towards the coast!  The humidity in the air, the bugs, the dirt, everything about it screams "you're not in Quito anymore!" Which is fine.  It has it's own beauty, like the sun reflecting off a rice field (or bog?? I'm not sure what you call it) as it sets in the distance, or the groves of tall banana trees that trail as far as the eye can see.  The people here are different too, it's like a Southerner in the U.S. taking a trip up North.  Different environment, different way of life.  People speak faster here, (it's hard enough to understand in slow motion, put it on fast forward and I'm lost...), they drive crazier here, and so far they seem to try to pull one over on the Gringos more here.  All in all though, they are still people who need Jesus and that's what we are here for!

I think I will leave it at that for now.  Once the teams arrive there will be more to tell about, hopefully I will continue to have some Internet access!  I'm looking forward to watching the teams learn and grow during this time.  I pray that God will open their eyes and show them the things He wants them to see, that He would break their hearts for what breaks His, and that they would leave here forever changed and having forever changed the lives of the people here who come to a saving knowledge of The Lord!

Puerto Quito

I have been very busy and tired, so blogging has been hard to commit to the last couple of days!  I will try to catch you up though....

Saturday we went to a town called Puerto Quito.  It is in the secondary jungle zone, so the climate and vegetation are much different than what I've been seeing in the mountains here in Quito.  In fact, we dropped over 2500 meters in elevation just in our 3 hour trip there!  That's crazy yo!! (That's for you Dad-Day😉) Anyway, it was an awesome drive and the transition from mountain vegetation to jungle vegetation was quite abrupt!  I couldn't get any good pictures from the car, but I'm telling you pictures wouldn't have done it justice anyway!

We went down to Puerto Quito with a local pastor from Quito who is trying to get two church groups started out there.  There are no evangelical churches out that way, so the Penley's are helping him once a month bring a service to the people of Puerto Quito.  There are two locations they have started ministering to so far.  So there is a morning outreach and then an afternoon outreach.

Both locations are at a local government run school, so it's kind of neat that the very same schools the government uses to control what the kids learn and where they can attend school, are being used on the weekends to bring the Love of Jesus to a community desperately in need.  Some of these people have never even read or seen a Bible.  So when you refer to a passage from the Bible they have no idea where it comes from or even where to begin looking for it.

So this Saturday, we did some worship, Pastor Ashley preached a message, there was a kids program, we provided lunch and gave away a bike and some other things, and we also brought in some bibles and other material that will help them to learn and grow in their walk.  The idea is that they will begin digging deeper with others in their community and start building a church in that way, until they can get someone on a full time basis out there to pastor them.

Overall, 10 people accepted Jesus into their hearts that day, and at the second location four people, who had already given their lives to the Lord, were baptized in the river!  It was a great day, a very long and itchy day (lots of bugs), but it was a great day, and most importantly 10 people accepted Christ that day!!

Here are some pics from the different locations...

Going in to the first location (sorry it's blurry it was a bumpy ride!)

The first school we went to...

Praise and Worship..

Kid's session...

Then it was off to location number two.  Unfortunately, we couldn't take the truck all the way in, so we parked and carried all of our stuff in... :)

Bridge #1 (yikes! 😰)

I had to carry a big bag of sugar plus a backpack in! (Let's just say, heights and I don't mix very well, especially on a swinging wooden bridge held together by rope.... But I did it!!!!!)

This is the path that led to...

Bridge #2 (a bouncy metal bridge, yay...)

But we finally made it!  After the outreach we went down to the river, and this is where four people were baptized 😄

Afterwards, everyone jumped in and it turned into a big party!  People brought food out from nowhere and passed it around.  I drank sprite from the same cup as 30 other people!! Haha fortunately, I was smart enough to realize what was happening and accepted the cup as like the third person, that way I wasn't at the end of the line! All in all, it was a great day, and I can honestly say, I wouldn't have experienced this back in the States!

Tomorrow we leave for Guayaquil and the teams fly in next Tuesday, the next few days will be even busier preparing for them!  Thank you for keeping us in your prayers as we prepare to dive full force into 3 full weeks of nonstop ministry!!

Beauty For Ashes

"To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the Lord has planted for his own glory."

~Isaiah 61:3

About 7 and a half weeks ago, a really close friend of the family was in a horrible motorcycle accident, and wasn't expected to make it.  He fought strong and held on, and many of you joined me in praying constantly for him and his family, and I cannot thank you enough for that.  It is with a heavy and much saddened heart that I tell you that Jeremy passed away this morning (June 5).

I am at a loss for words.  I don't even know how I currently feel.  I know I am sad, and so confused, and upset that I am not even in the country right now to be with my family, and to be there for the Taylor family.  I can't even begin to imagine what they are going through right now.  I know that Jeremy is in the presence of our Lord right now, and that he is getting to celebrate and rejoice with the One who created it all, but it doesn't change the fact that there is sadness and mourning happening here in his absence.

So my prayer is that there will be beauty for these ashes.  That the mourning would be turned to rejoicing and that God will make the Taylor family like those great oaks that He has planted for His Glory as it says in Isaiah 61.  I pray that God's glory and goodness would become evident to all.  That even when it seems there is no purpose in this, that God's mercy and kindness will become evident.  And as Jeremy literally rests in God's eternal embrace, that our souls would feel that same embrace and know we are His and He is ours!

Please keep the Taylor Family in your prayers through this tough time, and thank you again for all of your support and prayers over the last couple of months, keep them coming!

As far as Ecuador goes, things are gearing up for the teams that are coming down in about a week and a half.  There is a lot to do and we have another outreach this Saturday.  There will be plenty to talk about in the coming weeks for now I will leave you with a picture of the clouds rolling in off of the mountains.  One of my favorite things so far about Quito is seeing God's Beauty unfold right in front of me.  I love getting to watch clouds develop and move in off of the moutains.  One second it's sunny and the next second clouds are swarming in from nowhere..... Hmm, that's kind of like life... Funny thing is, no matter how many clouds are out you know the sun is still there.  You can feel it in the warmth of the air, you can see it through the breaks in the clouds, and even if the clouds completely block it out, it seems to be able to make its way through and still shed light on the Earth.  God is the same way with us.  He's always there, always reaching out, and always wanting to shed His light on us.  His love is there for the taking, we just have to be willing to reach out and grab it!

Sleepless Nights

So as promised, here is the next installment!

Ibarra was a long and tiring weekend, but lots of memories were made!  We had about 30 young people come out who were there to be trained for college ministry!  The idea is to get them starting their own cell groups (we call them small groups in the States) and reaching out to their own campuses!

We met lots of great people and got invited to lunch and dinner every day by the pastor of the church we were working with.  I found out that in Ecuador(and I'm pretty sure all of Latin America as well), whoever does the inviting is expected to pay unless a previous arrangement was made.  In America, our assumption is we are paying for our own meals separately when someone invites us out, unless by the grace of God, your friend decides to pay the bill for you!  It was very humbling to accept that notion.  Here the pastor of the church was paying for all of us, shouldn't it be the other way around??!

We also met Alejandra who is the pastor's daughter.  She grew up in church but never wanted to have anything to do with ministry since her father was in it.  Back in October, lo and behold, God spoke to her and told her He wanted her in ministry, in specific to be a pastor!  So here she is 7 months later, training and helping to run things at her father's church.  She's 29 and it was so cool for me to see her at this stage making life changes and chasing after God sized dreams!  In my book, she is a lion chaser!  She could have ignored what God spoke to her and simply brushed it off or put it on delay, but instead she dove right in and tackled the challenge head on.  I'm re-reading "In a Pit With a Lion on a Snowy Day," and Mark Batterson puts it best.  He says, "how we react when we encounter these lions will determine our destiny. We can cower in fear and run away from our greatest challenges. Or we can chase our God-ordained destiny by seizing the God-ordained opportunity."  Alejandra definitely seized that opportunity and God is doing great things in her life because of it!

The scenery was once again gorgeous as we were in and around Ibarra, here are some more pics....

Here are the kids hanging out in a tree

Here is some of the local food we have been enjoying (Lunch and dinner are huge here, not so much breakfast)

And here we are all smashed in the back of the truck on a 4 hour trip through the mountains! (There's no seatbelt law here lol)

So now to get to the part that the title hints at.  Sleeping in a hotel in the middle of the city is not the most ideal.... I wish I was not such a light sleeper, but I'm not even sure Marquis would have been able to sleep through this... And if any of you know Marquis, you know that would almost be an impossible thing to imagine!  The music was turned up loud and the neighbors were battling between the sound waves to see who would win out and overtake the other.  The dogs barked and everything echoed through the tile floors, walls and ceilings of the hotel.  Insulation?? What is that?? I wish I could say God miraculously allowed me to sleep through all of that, but He didn't.  So instead I prayed and then whined to God and then prayed some more for the people we met and the things we were doing, and then unfortunately whined some more..... And finally around 3 or 4 am things quieted down a bit and I was able to get a few precious hours of sleep.  Needless to say, I was exhausted by the end of the weekend, and tonight I'm 100% sure I will sleep well in the comfort of my own bed, in my home away from home!  Tomorrow we will rest and maybe journey up to the Volcano! Yay!! :) For now I want to leave you with this additional thought...

"When we don't have the guts to step out in faith and chase lions, then God is robbed of the glory that rightfully belongs to Him." -Mark Batterson

So what lion are you chasing today?