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Open the Heavens, All My Fountains

Recently I shared my testimony live on air. There were lots of things that could have made that complicated such as not sharing too much in one chunk so that it got spread throughout the whole program, thinking of just the right words to say and stories to share from my 22 year old lifespan, and trying to think of what might encourage the most people. It was my favorite Today Program so far. I didn’t feel intimidated by the microphone-I was just having a conversation with friends about what the Lord has done in my life. That attitude, and committing my speaking to the Lord, is what made sharing my testimony a positive thing (at least from my point of view).

That was one day last week…I forget when. Last night at church we sang this AWESOME song, that kept reminding me of the main points that I tried to unpack from my story of my walk with God. It’s Open the Heavens, All My Fountains by Chris Tomlin. I love it when there’s a song that says what I try to say better than I can say it.

One of the main things I shared in my testimony, because it’s such a huge part of it, is my two years of struggling with spiritual doubt. I thought I was trying to find God, but I really wasn’t. He had His reasons for being silent, and in the end He rained Himself down on me like I could never have understood without the drought and desperation I felt. And for a while I did believe I never thought I’d find Him, but He brought me back into Himself according to His timing and I can sing this song with assurance that He is real, He cares for me, and He is good.

Open the Heavens, All My Fountains by Chris Tomlin

 

This dry and desert land
I tell myself keep walking on
Hear something up ahead
Water falling like a song
An everlasting stream
Your river carries me home
Let it flow, Let It flow

Open the heavens
come Living Water
All my fountains, are in You
Strong like a river
Your love is running through
All my fountains, are in You

A flood for my soul
A well that never will run dry
I’ve rambled on my own
never believing I would find
An everlasting stream
Your river carries me home
Let it flow, Let It flow

Open the heavens
come Living Water
All my fountains, are in You
Strong like a river
Your love is running through
All my fountains, are in You

Rain down on us
Rain down on us Lord
Rain down on us
Rain down on us Lord
Rain down on us
Rain down on us Lord
Rain down on us
Rain down on us Lord

Open the heavens
come Living Water
All my fountains, are in You
Strong like a river
Your love is running through
All my fountains, are in You

 

 

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v​=TavoD-QobIk

Email Update 7.24

Hi, everyone!

The past week has been less eventful than past weeks, but not less important! :) Mostly, I’ve been preparing for the Love Burundi festival which I will be going to next week on Wednesday. The Palau Association has been holding Love festivals in Africa for three years this year, each time in a different place. TWR will be broadcasting the festival for their second time. There’s several ministries that go on during the week and then on the weekend, the main events occur which include Andrew Palau giving a message, Dave Lubben leading worship, and Nicole C. Mullen performing. The ministries include an eye-glass ministry, soccer, BMX, children’s, a prison ministry, and maybe a few more. TWR only broadcasts that Saturday and Sunday when the main events happen. During the week TWR prepares for the broadcast among other things. You can tune in to if you’re interested! Just let me know if you are and I can send you web address. :)

Most of the work I’m doing now involves researching for promos and journalistic pieces to lead up to when the festival starts. This includes bios about the speakers and musicians, interviews, and whatever else might encourage an audience to listen to the festival. We’re also making promos for before the day of the broadcast. It’s lots of work, but it’s fun work. I’d rather be producing this kind of stuff than just about anything else in the work world so I’m happy. I just pray I do a good job, but I know I have things to learn. Once I get to Burundi I’ll be interviewing people, by myself sometimes so I won’t be given second chances or get hand-held then, lots of audio editing, and doing whatever needs to be done at the live broadcast. I can’t wait to meet people with a passion for serving God and to see how I handle working under this kind of pressure. It’s going to be a blast!

Let me share how this all came to be in the first place (not the Love festival, but how I’m able to even go!). I really found out what the Love festival was when I was editing some things from the festival from last year. The more I edited and listened to audio clips, the more exciting it sounded and the more I really wanted to go to Love Burundi this year. I sort of asked about it, not in too much seriousness because it seemed too outlandish that I’d be able to go on a trip like that while I’m here working. However, people encouraged me to look into it and it was even a prayer request a couple of times at work. People were taking my request seriously, and it was lifted up in prayer by myself and others. I asked the man in charge of the broadcast team going how much it may cost for me to go. He said plane tickets were about 1600 USD. I knew there was NO WAY I could afford that. My roommate, Ashley, and I had also talked about going to Victoria Falls before we flew back home and it only cost about 500-600$ which I have in savings and was willing to pay for this once in a lifetime opportunity-one of the 7 natural wonders of the world! The weekend that was best for going to Vic Falls also happened to be the same weekend as Love Burundi. I knew if I could go to Love Burundi, it would take precedence over Vic Falls. So I asked God to somehow make it possible for me to go. I checked plane ticket prices, and found some for around 500-600$, the same prices as going to Vic Falls. So, in that case I could just use my Vic Falls money to pay for the Burundi trip. Also, work friends were so encouraging for me to go to Burundi, then even offered to chip in and help me pay for it if it looked like it was too much. But God made a way that I could afford it on my own without begging. I officially have a place to stay there, should get my VISA early next week, and bought my plane ticket. God really showed me what He does when we lift things up in prayer, and I have such an amazing story to testify to His faithfulness in something that in my eyes was too ridiculous to happen, but did.

Praise God.

Email Update 7.19

Email update
I just got back from a weekend in Cape Town. The weather was perfect and I was blessed to see a lot of things in South Africa that not all South Africans have been able to see. Cape Town is gorgeous. If I ever get called to move here, I’d shoot for down there.

We went to Table Mountain, V & A Waterfront, Kirstenbosch Gardens, two wineries, Robben Island, Long Street, Cape of Good Hope Castle, and Cape Point (not in that order). We stayed in a trendy little hostel, I ate calamari, we climbed giant hills, tried a little wine, and only got lost a few times. It was a fun time with new friends, and it reminded me to appreciate people. Seeing the incredible scenery also reminded me to be thankful for God’s creation—He made some crazy awesome stuff. He’s definitely definitely praise worthy.

Thanks for your prayers. God is keeping me safe and out of trouble. I’ll be home in only 28 days! As much fun as I’m having here, I’m ready for some time with friends and family. Could you please pray that I’ll recover from homesickness? 

Beth

Email Update plus a ton and a half more

I just back from Mozambique on Sunday afternoon. It was an amazing time… I helped with kids’ ministries in the village we went to and then another village that a few people went to for three days. It was cool to see the Lord moving in these people and in the missionaries, too. It’s amazing that when you serve, you yourself will grow so much. I also handed out radios which was cool because it really solidified the importance of the work TWR does. The men were so appreciative of their radios and Bibles that were given to them because they had a lasting way to learn about God that lasted beyond the short time missionaries are there.

Having no electricity, no internet, no use for a phone was a nice break from the tie I usually feel to electronics, though I won’t deny that I’m thankful to be able to contact people again. I’m glad that I know I can live without it, though. We camped all week basically, in a tent huddled in a sleeping bag because it’s freezing at night. (But in the day it’s hot. I got a nice tan-line from my watch!  )

The reason I went on the trip was because the person that was going to go really needed to stay home because she is about to be away from SA for 4 years at Moody Bible College. She asked if I would be interested, which meant I’d have to skip two trips planned with the other interns to Swaziland and Durban. I was really excited to go on the originally planned trips but this one enticed me more. My job was to hand out radios and take photographs that can be used in TWR brochures and the website and things on the marketing side of TWR. It was a fun assignment. Along the way, I was also to help with the ministries and assimilate with everyone. I knew not a single person there beforehand, but I felt like I was part of a family almost immediately. I’m very thankful to have gotten to serve with the group of people that was there.

Thanks for your prayers!

Some more stuff that was taken out because an update email really shouldn’t be too wordy, yeah?

One thing that I kept thinking about was that I had no clue I would end up going on a trip like this—I found out I could go only 3 days before we even left. But even though I, and everyone else, had no clue that this little American girl would go to Mozambique on a mission trip, God knew. He planned it before I came to SA, before I knew about TWR, before I was born. Cool cool.

One interesting thing that happened was on the hut to hut visitations. One gentleman was the village witch doctor. He had a hut where he says he kept the ancestral spirits. (Ancestral worship is like a huge big deal in Africa tradition, it’s a huge opposition to Christianity). There was serious, very very real spiritual warfare going on. We met his wife on another day (he never returned though we tried to visit him every day after that to talk again) and she was a Christian and was really struggling with her husband’s practices and her beliefs. She was also afraid he would harm her physically. It was a sad situation. Also the number of kids surprised me, a number of them being orphans. I was reminded of God’s greatness and vastness and how much He cares, because He knows each child and adult in the village of Panhame (pronounced Panyama) and in Hartford, AR and He cares for them deeply. I guess I forget how great He is sometimes.

If anyone wants to know anything else, you should just ask me because I don’t think I can think of everything off the top of my head, but I’d love to talk about stuff. Here are things I can think of: I had to wear a sarong in the village out of respect for the culture. They spoke Shanga (sp?); we had translators. There were lots of balboa trees (google that if you don’t know what it is–it’s AWESOME). The kids liked to touch my hair and skin because I’m white. I lived in a tent the entire time. The food was super, though. We got a little lost in the Mozambique bush once. I’ve exhausted my memory for now.

Update that doesn’t go along with a week number!

I’m about to head to Mozambique on a photography assignment/mission trip. The living conditions will be much different than SA and the west, but I’m excited to see what I can learn and how I can grow. Please pray for:

the traveling to go smoothly,
the missions’ team as they tell this village about Jesus,
me to be a good photographer,
me to be a bold and effective witness when I help with outreach,
team members to bond and make new friends (especially me going alone!),
good health,
growth in the Lord.

I’ll be back home on Sunday, the 10th. I’m sure I’ll have much to blab about when I get back. Thanks for all of your prayers!

Blessings!