Missions – Jeff & Angie

Bolivia, Mission Trip, Missions, Salvation

7-Coming Soon….to a Bolivian City Near YOU

August 31, 2025 A. Knight

We are doing all the final preparations to “send and go” on the last mission trip for 2025 for Focus Forward Ministries. Generally, our directors lead three trips each year: Uganda in February, Jamaica in July, and lastly, Bolivia in September.

“Ustedes son la luv del mundo.” Mateo 5:14. You are the light of the world….those are our instructions straight from the mouth of our Savior….our Bridegroom. Are we “lighting up the path?” The message for this year’s crusade is one that I heard months ago, early one morning in prayer. Be the LIGHT. If we are walking in obedience to our Father, we are going to be doing just that…shining for HIM. Recently, I have been convicted about not putting myself out there… I stay in quiet mode. I wish I could tell you that I will be changing all of that, but I move at a turtle pace when it comes to some changes. I enjoy learning something new–and I will adapt to change–but you need to give me a minute to adjust my thoughts around the “new” things.

Every year, we have a children’s pastor who goes with us and leads the crusades…. This year is different. It made me a bit anxious initially, but then I thought…what if my whole life was leading up to this very event? We will do what He has called us to do–our assignment: Be the Light. And we will be flexible with any change that pops up from behind the fence. Because it happens. Changes are inevitable.

Last year, we had planned for two teams of kids’ crusades to run simultaneously while we were also building a church, but the schools had suddenly been closed down for an uncertain number of days due to the pollution (smoke) in the air. A new plan had to be made.

** “As the translators gathered, the planning began. We would divide up into teams of three and walk the dirt roads of the village where we were building a new church, going house to house, inviting the children to come to the construction site for music, games, etc.

When we went door to door, we were sometimes met with barking or growling dogs, laundry flapping on barbed wire fences, and some reserved faces. They had reservations about us because they have the same door-to-door visitors as we often do in the States, often with tracts in hand.

After introductions were made, all the teams shared what we were doing and gave invitations to all the children in the family to join us outside the church at a designated time that day.

Over two hours later we wandered back into the construction site to share reports. FIVE salvations!! Even though the schedules had to be changed— this made up for it on so many levels as I realized had we been in the schools- these would not have had the visitors that called out “buenos días” that morning when they received the invitation to know and accept Jesus Christ.

One change – although unexpected- in our normal routine of ministry meant everything (eternity) to five individuals.

The planned crusades turned into door-to-door invitations and sidewalk ministry. God is in the details. We are always emphasizing “expect change and be flexible”- however, when changes disrupt all our well-laid plans, it’s a bit harder to relinquish control. But we must. It’s not about us. Ever. It’s always about them. We just get to be the pitcher that pours into the waiting cups.” **

We have no clue how this trip will play out in the course of each day…but this one thing I know: We are going to make an impact for the Kingdom of God. Because we are going with the intention of doing so—He will use everything we give Him.

What I know today (if God wills), we will carry the Gospel in hearts and suitcases. We will carry the message of being the Light of the world and introduce hundreds of children to Jesus.

Please pray with and for our team as we do all that we can to share the love of Christ with those who don’t know Him. We have had several who have wanted to be involved in this mission with donations and prayers. We ordered a few things to use for this trip on faith that the needs would be met. We trust and believe that God is working ALL things out in every area of this adventure! He is faithful to do just that. Above all, please pray for each team member: safety, health, smooth transition through customs, and to make a BIG impact for Christ. That’s our heart. To lead others to Jesus through the message we bring and our love in action.

This is our second team of 7. In 2019, we took a team of 7 into Bolivia, and we were the 5 loaves and 2 fish. The impact was life-changing. For each one of us.

If you would like to participate or donate, please contact us through our website, facebook messenger or mail: www.focusforwardministries.com; Post Office Box 5773, Marianna, FL 32447 or email: focusforwardministries@gmail.com

© Angie Knight 2025. All rights reserved. This was simultaneously shared in the StreetTalk Magazine, September 2025 edition. **This portion was previously shared on our personal mission blog: www.jeffandangieknight.com, September 12, 2024.**

faith, Focus Forward Ministries, Hope, Ministry, Mission Trip, Missions, Salvation, uganda

It’s ALMOST my birthday…. :)

November 30, 2024December 2, 2024 A. Knight

For those who know me–KNOW I do not care much for parties- BUT I do love giving. As soon as I buy a birthday gift or a Christmas gift–I want to give it IMMEDIATELY! It’s hard for me to wait!

I’m about to turn the BIG 6-3. Sounds like a score on a game. I’m still winning–because I am still on this side of the dirt.

We have never been one for a whole lot of “hoopla” on birthdays. I prefer a nice quiet dinner at home with my family and my favorite foods. I’d rather have a cupcake than a big cake. And lots of swirly icing.

Jeff’s mom used to make a “chess pie” for my birthday–because that was my favorite. I also love pie!

We have a few mission trips happening this year. I haven’t heard from God on which one I am to go on…but my ear and heart is open to Him. However-the most exciting thing for this year is our plan (hope and dream) to build our FIRST orphanage home in Uganda (Focus Forward Ministries).

The building the children are standing beside is the medical clinic built (with donations to FFM)

We have followed the government’s guidelines in all details in preparations for it.

FFM has built two latrines, one for girls and one for boys, drilled (hand dug by locals) a water well, built a small medical clinic and storage office, and erected a building for shelter from the sun and rain for the children during the weekly ministry and feeding of the children (225+!!!). This building will eventually be turned into the church, but we are needing to begin the work on the first orphanage home.

Exterior. All the buildings on the site are the same in appearance and construction.

My sister, Wanda would be absolutely giddy with excitement over this. I can picture her face at this news. (This makes me reach for the Kleenex box.)

Layout: center common areas, left and right sides for sleeping quarters.

Our mission team that will leave in February, for the first of three mission trips for FFM this year, will hopefully be able to do a large portion of the work on the building of this first home! Y’all…I can’t EVEN wrap my mind around this!

THIS is what I would love to have for my BIRTHDAY!

Help FFM raise the funds for the first of several Orphanage Homes.

For years I have had many dreams about children–children who were homeless, in danger, hungry, orphans…. and God has given us an amazing opportunity to help these in need.

Many friends and supporters of Focus Forward Ministries have sponsored a child in the village already for their medical needs and education, and our prayer is to have them all sponsored by end of 2025. These children need us.

Jeff, Chase, Chris and Elijah have held and hugged these little ones and our hearts yearn to do more for them. We are incredibly grateful for the opportunity to work with CoFam, a ministry born out of the heart of Sentamu, a man who works on a pineapple farm…because he saw a need.

Tell me….what do you see?

I see little ones (and big ones) that Jesus died for. I see hungry faces–not just for food–but for someone to love them and tell them they are beautiful-wonderful-loved.

The older ones feed and help the younger ones.

As Jeff, Chase, Chris and Elijah all held and talked to these children–their hearts were ignited with a passion to see them have more than a shelter from the sun and rain. We want to see them have a home.

So many of these you see in these pictures have nothing and no one. That was where Sentamu came in with a heart to help. That was also where we came in–through the Holy Spirit connecting Chase Curti and Sentamu. The few 50–60, quickly turned into 100, then 150+. We are now feeding about 225 each Saturday (our Friday) and they are being given love. They are given a day that is much like a “kids crusade” that we do in Bolivia. Singing, games and a Bible story with an opportunity to accept and know Jesus as their personal Savior.

Every Saturday–someone’s eternity is changed.

So…IF you have read all the way down to this point–THANK YOU for sticking around.

My big ASK for this 63rd birthday is for Chase to be able to contact Sentamu and say, “we are coming in February and we are going to help BUILD the first HOME!”

That is the BIGGEST desire of my heart–to go to bed at night and know that across the world there are children who are able to sleep in the safety of their own bed for the first time in their lives. (Kleenex time)

I’ve had a hard time writing this one–looking at all the pictures and wiping my eyes…. I’ve never been to Uganda, but I have been in other countries and know what poverty looks like. I’ve seen homeless on the streets of Costa Rica, Honduras and Bolivia. I’ve seen hungry faces in Cambodia…and know there is a great need all over the world.

I don’t want to walk blindly into 2025 not seeing what God wants me to see. I want to run into 2025 with a determination to do every single thing I can to forward the gospel of Jesus Christ to all the nations–but especially to those where God has called our heart to. I don’t want to stand before my King one day and have Him look at me and say, “Angie, with all I blessed you with–you could have done more”….

If you have anything (the amount doesn’t matter) you would like to give toward the first home, or the ongoing medical needs for the clinic, you can mail a check, or give online. Chase Curti (FFM Sec/Treas) will assist you if you email us at focusforwardministries@gmail.com.

OR you can send a check to FFM, Inc., Post Office Box 5773 Marianna, FL 32447. You can also inquire about how to help on any mission trip or go with us! (We also need monthly supporters!

Mark your check or gift–Uganda Orphanage.

And…thank you for the birthday gift! I LOVE it and it will fit PERFECTLY!

Missions

The Impact of Change

September 12, 2024September 25, 2024 A. Knight

This is the very first year I have taken a mission trip and not carried my camera nor computer. SO Thankful for technology. I can do both from my phone. Hopefully it will turn out right! It has felt weird though not blogging every minute.

This trip has been a bit different than others. Good — but different.

When we arrived at the airport there were minor hiccups at the airport customs area – resolved fairly quickly though. Even though resolved- the process often gives the one involved a bit of a stomach knot.

We had planned for two teams of kids crusades running simultaneously while the men were building the church. After arriving, we learned that morning- the schools had been closed down for uncertain number of days because of the smoke in the air. A new plan had to be made.

As the translators gathered the planning began. We would divide up into teams of three and walk the dirt roads of the village going house to house inviting the children to come to the church for music, games, etc.

I won’t talk about the heat- but we did learn to pack Powerade. As we went door to door, we were sometimes met with barking or growling dogs, laundry flapping on barbed wire fences and some reserved faces. They had reservations about us because they have the same door-to-door visitors as we often do in the states.

After introductions were made all the teams shared what we were doing and gave invitations to all the children in the family to join us outside the church at a designated time that day.

One change – although unexpected- in our normal routine of ministry- meant everything (eternity) to five individuals.

The planned crusades turned into door to door invitations and sidewalks ministry (in front of the church being constructed). God is in the details. We are always emphasizing “expect change and be flexible”- however, when changes disrupt all our well laid plans- it’s a bit harder to relinquish control. But we must. It’s not about us. Ever. It’s always about them. We just get to be the pitcher that pours into the waiting cups.

Construction won’t be finished today – the men will work again in the morning, we will clean our rooms and the kitchen, pack our bags and attend the dedication service tomorrow evening. We will then board the bus for the airport- admittedly, I will likely question God as to what exactly was accomplished this week. In years past- it has been the hundreds of children ministered to — and the countless hands raised. This trip- I don’t know what total number we will come home with.

What I know today (if God wills), we will carry the Gospel in two suitcases filled with Bibles and a message of hope to a university (which wasn’t part of the original plan) and three church groups of neighborhood children, also not part of the original plan. But it was obviously part of the bigger plan. You know— the one we simply trust Him in each day….

Here are just a few pictures of our dedicated street ministers and church builders! To God be all the glory— all for Him.

Country Life Messages, faith, Family, Hope, Life, love, marriage, Missions, Reflection

Life and Blueberries

June 30, 2024June 30, 2024 A. Knight

You’ve heard the quote, “Life is like a bowl of cherries”, right? It’s actually from a song (I’ve never heard it) written by Lew Henderson in 1931 and actually written as “life is just a bowl of cherries”. Well, for us, life has been more blueberries.

Today, 42 years ago, we became husband and wife in Donalsonville, GA. Quite a unique story. It’s one for the records…pun intended, as we were married in the Radio Shack. It doesn’t exist anymore, but we do–by the grace and mercy of God.

You may think blueberries is an odd way to describe us. Well, let me tell you. You know when you are picking blueberries and you are picking fast–when you get home with your bowls and buckets of berries, and blue fingers, you dump them in the sink to give them a good rinsing…and you spy little leaves, and most likely some berries that aren’t quite ready…some that are “over-ready”. There is likely even a bug or two.

You remove the leaves and any bug. The green ones that snuck in there by accident have got to go. And you remove the ones that are downright squished. You’ve already decided on the jars for the jelly or jam. They’ve been washed and prepared. I can actually still see this going on in my granny’s old kitchen with it’s unleveled floor. She would have her handmade apron on and the hot kitchen would smell like sweet berries and pie. There would be a box fan sitting on the floor working as hard as it could to pull the hot June air out of the kitchen, only to circulate it right back in through the open window screens. Another box fan propped in the dining room window pulling air out to the hot Alabama summer.

The summer of blueberries I remember most vividly was the one in ’82. We drove up to the old log homeplace with it’s huge oak trees shading the road and house, and we parked near her pale green Monte Carlo. No one lived there except birds, snakes, mice and I’m sure some other critters. But there were two or three large blueberry “trees” in the back yard. They were actually bushes, but you had to use a ladder to get the ones from the top.

I can still see that little white haired granny of mine, standing on the ladder, with her sister, Votylee down below holding on to the ladder. Two little old ladies who had no business doing that–but as they say, “somebody had to do it”, or there would be no jelly. I called out to her as we rounded the corner of the house. We talked very briefly before I came right to the point. “Granny? Guess what?”

“What”, was her instant reply, in her little granny voice. “We got married today”.

“Whaaat?” This “what” was more drawn out in disbelief. She peered down at us, holding hands under the blueberry bush. She loved Jeff to pieces. He was a fishing buddy. She knew we were dating–but she was surprised at the suddenness.

I’m sure she asked a few questions, we answered and told her of our love for one another and then left her to her berry picking. When my life had fallen apart–Granny was who I moved in with. Later, I moved in with my cousin and we shared rent in an old house very near Granny’s.

Our life has had some leaves. It’s had some green berries that were not ready to be picked–and some that were over ripe. But in all the 42 years of our lives, we have made many beautiful jars of blueberry jelly (not really jelly, just a sweet life).

We’ve had to choose to discard the leaves and berries not fit for use in the jelly–and keep (in our memories) the best ones for jelly-making. There were times, if we both sat down with you face-to-face, we would tell you how hard it was. Very few people in our lives know the depth of the difficulties. But they also know the commitment–and the dedication that we have in our love for one another, and our family.

I asked Jeff last night if he wondered at times if we would make it. He quickly said, “no”. But he knew as well as I did, we both wondered in the extremely hard times. But God.

We chose God first. We put Him first. Yes, there were times we slipped and allowed other things or occupations, people, events, circumstances to overstep the boundaries; but we realized quickly what was happening and the destruction coming, and we lined things back up in the correct order: God, one another, our children, our extended family, church/jobs, then everything else.

It takes a daily exercise of purposeful love. We are much older than the 26 and 20 year old that we were. Our love has advanced to a strength that is what it is today ONLY because of God being first in our lives. Things aren’t always pretty. Days aren’t always fully of joy and giggles. Tears have ran more times than I would care to count… but the love and peace we have today is a testament to God’s faithfulness to His own.

We aren’t rich in money–but we are wealthy in love. We’ve had times where it was hard to buy groceries and pay all the bills. In this economy even now–there are struggles, just like everyone else. But the economy should have no bearing on the love inside the hearts and four walls of a home you build as husband and wife. If you only love when things are going well–you are in for trouble.

So, on our 42nd anniversary, we want to encourage you younger people… who are “thinking” of marriage. If God is not first in your life NOW, before marriage, it will be hard to make sure He stays first later.

If you are already married, and life just has more leaves and green berries, take the time to reorganize things. Prioritize your life in the order God meant it to be. Don’t compare your husband or your wife to another person. We are all individuals. You married them knowing who they were. What you loved about them in the beginning is still there. Find it. Stop wishing things were better–be intentional about the days you have NOW. Only you, your spouse, and God, can fix what’s wrong. Don’t be too proud to seek help. Christian counseling is available. (I’m not a counselor, but I do know a great one!).

It won’t work if only one is trying. This has to be a joint effort of 100% + 100%. It won’t be perfect. But God will be with you. If you aren’t willing to try–then I’m truly sorry for your spouse. And I will pray for you–both.

Get in the Word. Pray.

If you have devotions together, fantastic. If you don’t, it’s okay. BUT have devotional time with God yourself. The rest will come in time. Pray for each other. Make that a priority in your daily devotions.

You can still make the best blueberry jelly or jam in the world–if you remove the things that have no business in the jelly jar.

And don’t forget to add lots of sugar 😉

Photo credit: Blueberries, free from Pixabay.com

Bottom photo credit: Connie Haile, photographer extraordinaire.

Missions

Partnering in Uganda

May 30, 2024May 30, 2024 A. Knight

“Suppose a brother or sister is without clothes and daily food. If one of you says to him, “Go, I wish you well; keep warm and well fed,” but does nothing about his physical needs, what good is it?” James 2:15-16

If you are new here, besides our work in Bolivia, a few years ago, we partnered with a ministry (COFAM International Children’s Ministry) in Uganda that began feeding orphaned children each week. A simple pineapple farmer who saw a critical need with the growing number of orphaned children on the streets of his village. He was not a pastor. He was not a missionary. He was a farmer who loved the Lord and sought ways to serve. With a heart for the children, he formed a non-profit in Uganda.

It was just shortly after the formation of their ministry, God brought together Chase Curti and Sentamu. Through amazing donors, we have been able to purchase land (six acres) to build an orphanage. The government required that FIRST we build latrines, one for the girls and one for the boys, and we had to have a water source.

So, again, God moved on the heart of others to see this and MORE accomplished. A well was hand dug with a hand pump installed, two latrines (bathrooms) built, as well as a storage building with an office area for a monthly Clinic Day, along with a separate room to store the food supplies and medical supplies [that we were able to purchase because of God-sent donors].

The next task was a place for the children to gather under a shade so that they could be fed no matter the weather. In January of this year, two of the Focus Forward Ministry directors along with two other individuals traveled to Uganda to see the progress! What an amazing trip! They discussed the provision of beginning with a “pole barn” type structure. We have since learned that a “pole barn” here and a “pole barn” in Uganda are two different things. The building has a metal roof, thick brick columns and half walls running between each column for stability. It could easily be turned into the first orphanage home by adding more bricks for walls, windows and doors!

That is the GOAL! To provide medical care, food and clean water, a secure roof over their heads, and for those who are living on the streets, sleeping wherever they can find a place to rest, we want to provide a home. Many of these children are orphaned through death of their parents and the relatives that even might be in the same village have no room and no way to provide. Some are “rejected or abandoned” because of a birth defect or just unwanted. There are those precious ladies in the village who come to do the cooking each week, but they cannot possibly house all the orphans–but that is were we come in! God already has a plan in place and we are doing what we can-and it’s through those who have reached out to us with special offerings and donations that we have been able to do what has already been accomplished!

Opening the first clinic day with over 250 children and workers from the village would be daunting to you and I, but our friends in Uganda were so overwhelmed at the gift of the supplies and the building to work in—they were ready to tackle the day knowing God would provide whatever was needed next. They began with prayer for the children and the guardians, and for God to heal the sick.

Breakdown of illness: Malaria, typhoid, worms, hernia*, UTIs, diabetes*, hypertension*, common cold, flu, pink-eye, HIV*, Hepatitis B*, and other minor issues (*referred to government hospital).

There were 83 cases of malaria. The best preventative for this is mosquito nets for their beds. Chase Curti posted an urgent need on Facebook and God supplied! How thankful we are for YOU! We purchased 250 mosquito nets and have just a few left. The cost is $2.50 for treated and $2.10 for untreated. There is always a need for financial support for medical needs.

The other ongoing financial need is food support. Currently, we feed just under 220 children each Saturday and it costs about $100 a week. The number of children is growing. They not only receive a bowl or cup of food, they also receive the Gospel. There are songs, games, dancing and a message of the love of Jesus Christ. More than little bellies get filled each Saturday. Souls are filled with the love of Jesus.

If you would do us a favor? Every single Friday night, say a prayer for the children who are meeting under the roof of the pavilion to be fed. Pray that they each will come to know Jesus as their Lord and Savior. Pray that they can be healed from sickness and disease. Pray that they will grow up to become leaders who will carry the Gospel to the lost wherever God sends them.

Members of our team, as well as others have signed up to be sponsors of a child. We currently have 17 of the orphaned children supported through FFM in Uganda. There is an average of 210 children each week that come for food and the Gospel.

Sponsorship to provide for one child is $30 each month. The financial need for food, medical supplies and treatments is ongoing. Anything you feel led to send is deeply appreciated. Our mailing address is:

Focus Forward Ministries, Inc., Post Office Box 5773, Marianna, FL 32447. We are a non-profit and any donation is tax deductible.

As we are “focusing forward”, if you would like to be a part of any of our projects this year—in any way, whether by going with us, giving to any of the 2024 projects, or by becoming a monthly sponsor, please contact us by mail, or email. When giving, please mark your check accordingly: General Fund, Bolivia Projects, or Uganda Projects. If you want to donate through your bank, or PayPal, please contact our Secretary Treasurer at our email address: focusforwardministries@gmail.com

Most of all, please know: Our team is grateful for YOU!

Jeff & Angie Knight, Floyd & Sandi Aycock, and Chase & Shelly Curti

Board Members: Dr. Rev. Juno Douglas, Rev. Jerry Moore, and Rev. LaVon Pettis

Missions

The Journey of Promise

December 25, 2023 A. Knight

This was not what she had in mind for their first trip together. But in Mary’s mind—she would rather obey the instruction of God than anything else in the world. That was just her nature—her character. Mary wasn’t a complainer by nature—and she wasn’t about to start today.

When Joseph hoisted her up on the patient donkey, she gave the length of the journey more thought. Joseph had told her how far it was, the different routes they could take, and how many days it would take. Would it take longer? Would they encounter dangers along the way? What if it rained? These and other questions pelted her mind like grains of sand against the skin in a hard wind storm. She sat up straight on the donkey, straightened her shoulders and once again had that determined gleam to her eyes that had kept her heart steady all her life.

You can find the rest of the story on my personal blog: A Knight’s Journey

Missions

My Thoughts on Our Journey Home

November 21, 2023 A. Knight

Yesterday morning, I begrudgingly got out of bed, still exhausted from the previous day; however, I knew my mind wouldn’t let me stay. Too many things racing to be lined up for the day.

So many changes this year—they came rushing in on the coattails of last year. We are no longer inching through weeks, months and years; we seem to be rushing headlong into 2024. What does it hold? For many people, much of the same as the last few years, for others, they are headed into the great unknown of dreams and plans long in the making. Some are about to hold a brand-new life, whether their first or third baby, the changes that little one will make will impact the full 24 hours of every-single-day. And many others are about to step into a new job or new school.

Those on my mind this morning are the ones who have been handed a more drastic change of life—the last days of having a loved one close by. All of these changes take time to process. Some are blessed to have those extra months, but for others, this change in life happens so suddenly it takes their breath away and catapults them into an abyss of sorrow they never expected.

Our family fell into the category of watching a loved one slip away over the last few years, as first the mind began to wander—and then the body began to fail.

You were the one on my mind yesterday morning when I grabbed my notebook and began to scrawl across the page the words below, describing what I could see our loved one’s experience in a place of the spirit that we don’t see physically. Often the emotions or the spirit of us experience things that the camera of the physical eye cannot capture. The paragraphs below are what I felt our loved ones, those who have followed Jesus Christ, may have experienced—not in a physical sense, but perhaps in their spirit.

To read what I felt in my heart, go to my personal prayer journal blog: A Knight’s Journey.

Adversity, Bolivia, breast cancer, Devotion, faith, Hope, Life Issues, Missions, prayer, Trials, Trust

Facts vs Truth

August 2, 2023 A. Knight

Yesterday, when I sat down to write and pray, I did what I always do: write the date. August 1, 2023. I knew immediately what Wednesday, August 2, 2023 would represent. Seven years since the diagnosis of breast cancer marched into my ears, as if it was going to take up permanent residence. It was not.

There are some things that chemotherapy snatched away from my memories–but that day feels as if it is grounded in concrete with rebar. After my physician, ….to read the rest, head over to my personal journey blog.

faith, Holy Spirit, Hope, Missions, prayer

There’s no title…but there is a word…

July 19, 2023 A. Knight

Sometimes I have a dream that sticks. It’s not often–but it happens. In the wee hours of today–it happened. The thing is, I only remember a small portion:

“I was on highway 177 in Bonifay and a tragic accident had taken place somewhere between Miller’s Crossroads and Bethlehem School. Tragic enough that it caused a very large gaping hole in the earth/road. I remember being on a motored bike of some sort–and I had seen it all from above the situation (don’t ask me how). I dreamed I was suddenly further back on the highway–closer to 79 and I was driving fast to give warning. I knew that if people didn’t turn around–they would be stuck. The traffic on that road in the dream looked more like I-10–heavy traffic. Lots of cars and trucks. I went from vehicle to vehicle telling people about what was ahead and that if they didn’t find a turning around place in the road and go back they would be stuck–for no telling how many hours. I remember some finding a place to turn around–while others were determined to stay on the road. Nothing I said could change their mind. Some of the people I knew…some were strangers to me. They would soon see for themselves there was no way out once they had reached a certain point–there would be no place to turn around.”

I woke troubled in my spirit. I dozed off again and found myself in Carmel AG–the church was full-and there were two men standing up at the front. One was holding the mic for the other, who was beginning to give a message in tongues and part English–when he suddenly stopped and said–“I may as well tell you in English–for I already know what it is: “Things will wax worse and worse….” I remember he said some other things, but I honestly can’t remember it all.

I looked at my phone in the dark for the time–4:17 AM. I got up. I needed to meet with Jesus in the living room. I say this like I figure everyone meets with Him like this, but I know everyone does not have this pattern of prayer. People either have a time–or they don’t. It’s either important–or it’s not. He’s either all….or He’s not.

The REST of this (and there is more) is on my personal blog. Click the link to read the rest.

Bolivia, breast cancer, Costa Rica, Life Issues, Missions, Trials, Trust

Early Morning Coffee…

June 22, 2023 A. Knight

“Wow.” -That is a word I use a LOT.

It lends itself to describe my feelings on a lot of things…from the good -to the bad…even to the ugly.

(I promise I don’t write about cancer often-but when I feel led to…I do. So maybe someone has just had a diagnosis, or needs to just know their loved one can make it through–this is for you.)

The word “WOW” depicts my astonishment over many things…

It’s what I wanted to say when my doctor looked at me in a sort of nervous way- and said the words “cancer” quickly, as if to get them out there in the open air–might relieve some of the stress she was feeling.

Her first words, “Well, I don’t have good news for you”, hung suspended, and I wanted to hit the rewind button and back track and maybe even have a re-do of the past few days events. But that wasn’t happening. It was there. The test run- the mammogram and the ultrasound with the biopsy all told the facts of what was under the skin of me…but just so far. It couldn’t get to the heart of me… that was and is only for God to see.

I sat on the back porch, ignored the obvious humidity and heat and drank my coffee at the beginning of that particular week and I felt a weariness and dread come over me–it knocked me backwards in my spirit. Have you ever felt spiritually knocked down? As if you were in a physically-real-fight?

The REST of the story is on my prayer journal blog…. HERE.