Monday, February 2, 2015
|Teaching at a bible study in Zambia|
As I was falling asleep the other night, I was thinking about the meeting I had just come home from. I was given the opportunity to share at a church gathering and spent time sharing about the ministry in Zambia. I was telling lots of stories, from people being healed to encounters with lions. It was while I was laying in bed that I remembered hearing that missionary speak years ago. It struck me how I was now in his place, sharing crazy stories with people.
We never know where God is going to take us when we allow Him to reign in our lives. Now I have my own crazy missionary stories. I'm sure there are many who hear me speak and think the same thing I once did. "That's an awesome story but people like me don't do things like that." These stories are just testimonies of what God is doing through my life. I'm not some crazy, epic person. I'm just simply a girl who said yes to God when He asked her to submit her life to him. And so far it's been epic! :)
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
It was overwhelming at first to know where to begin with organizing all of the belongings stored in there. If there was an organizational plan to that garage it was only known by dad! As I've sorted through all of our belongings I've come to a few realizations.
1) My dad was a horder. I don't think he threw anything away that could have the slightest potential of having a use again, even if it would be years later!
2) Our outdoor gear rivals Cabelas.
3) If a zombie apocalypse ever really happens, we're ready in terms of weapons! Gotta love growing up in a family that hunts and fishes. (I may also be a huge fan of The Walking Dead and am still excited over the season premiere!)
My favorite has been finding things that trigger memories from my childhood. Whether it's an old bicycle seat, sled, or even my first tackle box (bright blue with mickey mouse!). I'm not a very sentimental person so I'm not particularly attached to the objects but the memories that they bring up. It's made this entire process a bit more of a joy to go through.
I miss my dad and there's no doubt that that's going to ever change. I miss the missed opportunities I had with him. However I cherish every single memory we have together even more!
Thursday, October 9, 2014
In every season we life we have things we need to adjust to. As a missionary I often find coming back home to America a big adjustment. I don't realize how much I've adapted to the Zambian culture until I find myself back home.
There are little things that my family and friends like to point out, my weird accent in particular. My mom pointed out my patience in restaurant the other day when food was taking longer then usual. To me it was still fast service!
Then there's always the first trip to the grocery store or Wal-Mart! The many options can be so overwhelming. An entire aisle for crackers?!
While I was out on a run in my neighborhood the other day, I realized another adjustment. I said hello to a man while I passed him and he looked at my like I had two heads! In Zambia we wave at everyone as we pass! It makes me sad that people don't talk more to each other in America.
I think this is one adjustment I'm going to fight. Our entire walk with Christ is based on relationships. You can never have a relationship with someone if there isn't an initial "hello." Next time you catch yourself passing by someone, take a minute just to say hi. You never know who God is putting in your path!
Monday, October 1, 2012
If you could see me now you wouldn't shed a tear.
Though you may not understand why I'm no longer there.
Remember my spirit that is the real me because I'm still very
Much alive, I've just been set free, Oh, if you could only see!
I have beheld our Father's face and I've touched my Savior's
Hand. All of Heaven's angels rejoiced as I entered the promised
Land. Beyond the gates of pearl I've walked on the golden streets.
I've touched the walls of jasper and dipped my foot in the
Crystal sea. The beauty is beyond words and nothing could
Compare, I've even seen your mansion and someday
I'll meet you there. Let Jesus be your guide because
His Word will show you the way! So please don't
Cry because we will meet again someday.
-Author: Patsy Stambaugh Deskins