A Whole Lot of Coffee & a Few Thoughts

“To be wrecked begins with an experience that pulls you out of your comfort zone and self-centeredness, whether you want it or not.” The journey to Colorado that started this past Spring has come to fruition and here I am, typing away at a blog in a new place, a new state, a new home. To say that this experience has been easy would be lying, but through it all, I have been taught so many things. I am extremely thankful to be where I am today. After a three day drive, and what seemed like an eternity driving through Kansas, Leland( my best from Charleston who graciously rode with me out west) and I made it to Denver. Once he left and flew back east to Charleston, it hit me that I would not be turning my car around in due time and head back to the place I grew up, the place I called home for 22 years. This beautiful state of Colorado is now my home and until the Lord calls me somewhere else, it will remain my home. If I experienced or learned anything just from the trip out ...

I Lost.... I lost the struggle with God over whether or not to do ministry full time and now I will be moving to Colorado in the fall to be a part of a church plant. Since going to Africa the first time, I have always hated to be called a "missionary". To me that word comes with a lot of responsibility and a lot of stigma that doesn't seem to rub too well with the world today. I would always respond with a kind gesture but also a denial when someone would call me that. I did not want to be in ministry full time, and I knew being called a missionary was a step towards that direction. Then the Lord Spoke  I should know better by now than to fight against the Lord's plan. I guess there was a part of me that always knew this would be my future, but a bigger part of me that did not like the idea of it. At the Well a couple weeks ago, a church service put on by Seacoast for "college/20s somethings", Ernest Smith announced that he was going to be plant...

So here I am in Atlanta for my what now seems like a tradition of going to Passion. This is my fourth year going and Im going to be honest, I wasn't looking forward too much for this year because it has a very similar feel every year. For those who don't know, Passion 2010 is where I decided to follow Christ....look up my blog about the wonderful Susan Jones on here to read more about my path to Passion. Anyways, so tonight as the session began, the Lord really put a little boy that I saw on the other side of the world a little over a year ago when I was in China. He was an orphan. Not only was he an orphan but he had a physical deformity in which he was born with his foot backwards.... In China, being born with a physical or mental problem pretty much means youre either going to be left alone to fend for yourself or youll live out your life in an orphanage. I don't know this little boy's name and we weren't allowed to take pictures of them but from the momen...