Country Life Messages, Thanksgiving

Choices

Tenth Avenue North has a song entitled, You Are More.  A-m-a-z-i-n-g message.  Struck me the first time I heard it.

You are more than the choices that you’ve made,
You are more than the sum of your past mistakes,
You are more than the problems you create,
You’ve been remade.

Over and over the past few weeks it has played through my mind every time I heard of someone’s bad choice–or wrong “timed” choice-

I remembered my own bad choices.  Wrong timed choices.  Stupid choices.   But then, there was a choice that I made that changed my forever.  My God choice.  When He called, I answered.  My final answer–affecting my forever choice.

Today, I had lunch with someone dear to my heart and through the conversation –I began to see a picture.  I came back and finished editing one I had taken a few weeks ago on a weekend of “rest”… 🙂

The bridge had been ruined with years of graffiti –but it still stood. Thankfully, a good photo shop editing took care of the graffiti.  I added words and a sprinkling of snow…

I leave you with the picture–and an encouragement to look UP.

He’s guiding.

Pay attention.

Burn only the bridges that have led you the wrong way.

Happy Happy Happy Thanksgiving!

© Angie Knight- The Knightly News

Missions

BOOK GIVE-AWAY

I know…you can hardly believe it! But it’s true.  I’m hosting a giveaway.

I have sort of neglected my writing-blogging for quite some time now, so much so that I feel convicted–so–kicking off the writing with a fabulous give-away!

I excitedly opened my mail the day this book arrived because I knew it had several powerful testimonies in it–Dineen’s and Lynn’s–and another young lady who is especially dear, my daughter, Tiffany.

Whether you are the parent of a prodigal or not, doesn’t matter–this book is a good read for anyone who wants to come closer to the heart of God.  When I began reading, I found myself grabbing my pencil to underline points right off the bat.  This would be a great book to use as a small group–parents of any age kids!

So, let the party begin!  The drawing will be held Sunday afternoon, December 1.  Not much time–but this would be a goodie to stick in someone’s Christmas stocking!  To read more about the book, scroll on down this blog and read the next two blog posts from Lynn herself!

To enter this drawing, simply post about Lynn and Dineen’s book on Facebook and/or Twitter; then come on back here and let me know you did–Tag the two authors (if you are friends with them on facebook) and get ready to enjoy a great read and grow in Christ (if you are the blessed chosen winner!).  The more times you post on Facebook about Lynn and Dineen’s book the more times you can enter!  Just be sure and tell me that you’ve posted and how many times.  I will enter you as many times as you post for them!

If you don’t want to wait, head over to Amazon.com and get your order on!  By the way, this is the SECOND book they have written as a team! The first one is equally a favorite!

Ready?

Set?

GO!

© Angie Knight- The Knightly News

Missions

More from Lynn Donovan :) (She inspires ME!)

The Home With The Open Door – Powerful Parenting–by Lynn Donovan
It started with a pound of hamburger.
Prayers of a righteous MotherYep, I discovered a door of trust and a bridge to relationships, as well as a ton of laughter, opened up in our home when I was in the kitchen with a pound of ground beef. In the very early years of parenting both my son and my daughter, I committed to making my home a place where my children’s friends were always welcome. As my kids grew, and even now as my daughter is a senior in high school, kids unexpectedly show up at our house to hang out.

As the noise enters the house, I ask, “How was your day?” followed by, “Are you hungry?” The answer to the first question often varies, but the answer to the second is always a loud and exuberant yes!

Thus the hamburger, and twenty minutes later, we have tacos for everyone. I’ve become known in teen circles around my town as Mexican-Food Mama. The teens chide me as they walk in, asking, “Hey, are we having tacos?” knowing full well what the answer will be. I smile at their kidding around and thank our Lord that I am accepted into their highly stressful and culturally challenging world. I am a voice in their lives. And it all started with a taco. Who knew?

What I’ve slowly realized is that, almost by accident, I’ve created a soft place to land for my children and their friends. Over the years, while kids munched on tacos and tortilla chips, I lingered with them in the kitchen, participating in something rare and special. I became part of their world, learning about their friendships and their families. I joined in laughter as they relived some crazy antic that took place in the drama class, and I empathized with them as they conveyed their complaints about their school projects, their challenging teachers and their troubles at home. My daughter and her best friend included me as they talked about their fears and concerns for students who were choosing the troubled path of drugs, and they shared their concern and pain with me about a friend of theirs who had decided to have sex with her boyfriend.

Over time and with intention, I’ve built relationships with these kids. I’ve welcomed them to step through our open door, and I have loved each one of them. My token offering of a taco turned out to be a rich investment in a number of young people. I’ve developed relationships through love and acceptance by purposely leaving judgments about these kids’ clothes, music choices, sexual identities, hairstyles, etc. at the front door. I’m a safe adult in a world in which many kids don’t know what it feels like.

Being the parent with the open door actually reduces my mom-stress. I know where my child is, and I know whom she is with. The open door also allows me something far more important: it lets me know what to pray for my daughter and her friends as they try to navigate the difficulties of adolescence.

I think it goes without saying that friendships bear significant influence on our children’s choices, on how they process life and on how they react to the world around them. As a praying mom, I’m compelled to bring these teens before God in prayer, and more importantly, I bring my son and daughter before God with requests, concerns and hopes. I want God’s wisdom, power and love to influence and impact my children and their friends. So I pray words from a mother’s heart.

Having been a mom now for more than 30 years, I’m convinced that a mother’s prayer is one of the most powerful on earth. Read this passage from James with me: “The prayer of a righteous man (woman) is powerful and effective” (5:16). My friends, this passage is amplified when a mom whispers words filled with passion, seeking God’s protection, intervention and wisdom for her children.

It’s my hope that you will also be a mom who is the keeper of The Open Door. ~Lynn Donovan

Note Alone Cover ArtIn Not Alone, you’ll find encouragement and inspiration from Scripture and true-life stories from other spiritually mismatched moms. Plus, find practical tips for capturing teachable moments with eternity in mind, and discovery questions to help you grow as a parent.
This is a parenting book, but it’s much more. It’s a love letter to all mothers—a message that changes our homes, our kids and our lives. It’s about the Father’s love that impacts those around us and changes ordinary moms into women of extraordinary grace, beauty and wisdom.
You may sometimes feel you’re on your own when it comes to godly parenting, but Jesus promised to be with you always. You’re not alone!

Profile for TypepadLynn Donovan is a women’s ministry leader, a retreat/conference speaker and an ordinary mom and wife who shares with audiences her everyday adventures of living in the Presence of God. Her delight is igniting women’s hearts with Holy Spirit fire. And to encourage women to step fully into their high and holy calling of marriage and motherhood with joy, laughter and God’s favor. She has been featured guest on The Miracle Channel, 700 Club Interactive, Focus on the Family, Dr. James Dobson’s FamilyTalk and FamilyLife Today. She is the coauthor of the award winning book, Winning Him Without Words and her newest parenting book title is, Not Alone. Lynn lives with her husband in Temecula, California and they have two adult children, daughter-in-law and a granddaughter. Visit Lynn online at mismatchedandthriving.com.

Missions

Lynn Donovan, my friend, an author, an EXTRA-ORDINARY MOM

Ordinary Moms ~ The Legacy MakersPassing Faith To The Next Generation- by Lynn Donovan

A deer in headlights.
Train Up a ChildI’m sure that’s what my face looked like as I stared across the breakfast table at my husband who finished our conversation by stating flatly, “Our daughter will be attending public school.” His intense reply to my suggestion of a faith-based education caught me off guard, and that was the moment I began to fear my husband’s agnostic beliefs might impact my daughter’s faith walk.

That moment was years ago, and I’ve been raising my daughter ever since in a spiritually mismatched home. And I’m not alone. There are many of us who are living to honor our Lord and our spouse in our marriage. Right behind our prayers and concerns for our husband’s salvation, we fret and worry about our children’s faith. A lot!

Through the years of raising my daughter with my unbelieving spouse, I have discovered a few key principals which have impacted my child’s faith. Combine these truths with intentional effort and prayer and our children can grow into a mature and lasting faith.

First, model a vibrant love for Jesus in front of your kids. Allow your kids to discover you praying and reading the Bible. For example, my daughter would shuffle out of her room in the early morning, and find me on the couch where she curled up next to me while I read my Bible. She knew this morning time with Jesus was the most important time of my day. She waited patiently while I read and wrote prayers in my journal. I found my time with God had a great impact on her faith and I didn’t speak a word.

Kids learn that Jesus is important, because we make time for Him every day. It’s an amazing privilege to share Jesus with our children in this way.

Second, love Jesus “out-loud.” When you love Christ with all of your heart, soul, mind and strength that passion flows out of you. As God’s love is lavished upon you, it flows out of you and into your child’s life. This kind of love, sprinkled with kindness, laughter, joy, fathomless forgiveness and adventure, speaks louder than any amount of words. Kids are perceptive, and they recognize when mom is authentic. Share your love for Jesus at home, in the car and in every day, ordinary living. It’s irresistible over time.

Third, capture teachable moments. These profound moments when a child asks a question or offers you his or her full attention to talk about faith arrive sporadically and often at the least convenient time. They are fleeting moments of impact as attention spans wane quickly. So, when your child asks a question or you have an opportunity to share with your child about some aspect of living in faith, stop what you are doing, get down to their level and talk plainly. Reply to their questions with truth and with age appropriate answers. Your child has an open heart in these moments, and they will carry these truths with them into adulthood.
Pouring faith into our little ones is a life-long journey, but I’m convinced that if we do our part and love God with all of our heart, pray for our kids and model our love, God is absolutely faithful and He will relentlessly pursue our children.

Years ago I sat at my kitchen table fearing over my daughter’s faith as a young mother. And today after the many years of public school, my daughter is a believer. Earlier this year, I drove my daughter to college. And as I think back over her 18 years of living in a spiritually mismatched home, I fall to my knees with thanks because God has proven faithful. My daughter chose to attend a Christian college, BIOLA University and…… It was her choice.

As I ponder this journey of parenting in a spiritual mismatch, I marvel at how God honors a mother’s prayers. He encourages us through the years of being a spiritual leader, and He allows us to become Legacy Makers. Mom, you do your part and trust God to do His.  ~Lynn Donovan

Note Alone Cover ArtIn Not Alone, you’ll find encouragement and inspiration from Scripture and true-life stories from other spiritually mismatched moms. Plus, find practical tips for capturing teachable moments with eternity in mind, and discovery questions to help you grow as a parent.

This is a parenting book, but it’s much more. It’s a love letter to all mothers—a message that changes our homes, our kids and our lives. It’s about the Father’s love that impacts those around us and changes ordinary moms into women of extraordinary grace, beauty and wisdom.

You may sometimes feel you’re on your own when it comes to godly parenting, but Jesus promised to be with you always. You’re not alone!

Profile for TypepadLynn Donovan is a women’s ministry leader, a retreat/conference speaker and an ordinary mom and wife who shares with audiences her everyday adventures of living in the Presence of God. Her delight is igniting women’s hearts with Holy Spirit fire. And to encourage women to step fully into their high and holy calling of marriage and motherhood with joy, laughter and God’s favor. She has been featured guest on The Miracle Channel, 700 Club Interactive, Focus on the Family, Dr. James Dobson’s FamilyTalk and FamilyLife Today. She is the coauthor of the award winning book, Winning Him Without Words and her newest parenting book title is, Not Alone. Lynn lives with her husband in Temecula, California and they have two adult children, daughter-in-law and a granddaughter.
Visit Lynn online at mismatchedandthriving.com.

Weekend Reflections

Exit, Stage Right.

A few days ago I had this post publish on Laced with Grace.  I need to tell you this has been a struggle.

The disconnect.  Then I got all in a knot.  Actually, a major twist.

That’s what it felt like…someone had twisted me out of shape.  I was –out of shape.  In more ways than one.  (I am learning my limitations with my aging self –ahem–(major throat clear)

At that point…it hit me.  Through reading in devotion time, and a BIG talk from my mother…knower (I know that’s not a word) of MANY things…she gave me the “old -one-two”.  And I realized in short, she was very right.

Too caught up in the “stuff  of ministry” and not enough time devoted to the temple of God…meaning “our own body, mind and heart-to-heart time with Him”….

So–I took a break.  I disconnected.  Removed Facebook from my phone…and since we don’t have internet access much at our house…I don’t check it as frequently.  I breathed easier with just that act of mental health.  It was crazy anyway…I rarely read a newspaper…why did I need to keep up with the goings on of those I rarely– if ever see?  (because everyone else did.)  [And it has actually taken me TWO weeks to get this little bitty post written.]

Growing up, I was not the girl who “did what everyone else did”….actually, I was the one who didn’t.  I was not the “popular” one…although I had friends, and truly enjoyed those friends, I didn’t have to be “the popular one”.  I wasn’t a cheerleader or ball player–although I had friends who were both.  I felt no pressure to become either one…

Why, then, do we put pressure on ourselves to be involved in everything…every time?  I don’t know.  But as I was frantically searching for the “off switch”… God showed me where and how.  Through an unexpected miracle…

It’s better if I just show you…

As the miles opened up the colors of the season, the stress of the past months seemed to ebb away…a little bit.

I say a little bit because I may be like you…so used to feeling stress that you might feel naked without it… Do you think it’s supposed to be the norm of a believer?

I don’t.  At least not a continual rotation of one stress to the next… It may SEEM like we run from one stress to the next, but that’s not how God intended our lives to be…

By stress, I am talking about the things we “allow” to come into our lives.

My mother would say, “put up healthy boundaries”. (She also gave me and our entire family a copy of the book, Boundaries, by Henry Cloud.)

My friend, who gives me such godly counsel from hundreds of miles away, says, learn to say “no, but thank you for thinking of me”.

We have had many miracles this year.  MANY.

Salvation to healing…miracles.

And the enemy so bad wants to bog down our minds that we are unable to “be in continual praise mode” like we should be– and want to be…all because of the “busyness” of our lives and minds…and the CONTINUAL activity that seems to be bombarding our lives.

Then I saw this:

This is a totally UNTOUCHED PHOTO except for the words I added.

That is JUST how beautiful God is…how HE blesses us.

He pours peace out into our lives like liquid beauty.

When we get to the end of ourselves…and it seems all we feel are hands tugging us this way and that– take a deep breath… and search for HIM.

He may be just waiting to show you something absolutely spectacular…and it may be just the simplest thing as a leaf hanging on a tree…


Repent, then, and turn to God, so that your sins may be wiped out, that times of refreshing may come from the LORD.  Acts 3:19

Bring your focus in on Him.  So that everything else just blurs in the background.  

Often, that may take “getting away”.  Do it.  Whatever you need to do to keep the way clear for Him.

Just say, “no, but thank you for thinking of me”….

Then, EXIT….Stage right.

 

© Angie Knight- The Knightly News

Missions

Home Again

100_1770We may be home again—but the memories are as fresh as if we were yet there.

Wowed again by the sweet faces we have grown to know and love.  It almost felt like we had been away only a few weeks—rather than 12 months.  Their faces, the moms of the little ones were wreathed in smiles.

100_1778My friend, Olivia, the chicken—here with my Bolivian friend, Lisa, met for the first time. Happy faces all around. I was so glad the guys from New Life were able to come and see the completed work of the labor of their hands from 2011.  God was so faithful.100_1791

Next stop, on Friday, was the school. 

Our eyes took in the playground which we had left money for—it looked well used.  Enjoyed.  The kids ran to show us just how appreciative they were.

After taking many pictures of them on the playground, we moved on to the class rooms and to give what we had brought—through YOU.  Many of you gave—mailed it to us, or brought it by the church!  With each gift offering of school supplies, my heart swelled with the love that I felt from our Father!  But nothing could compare me for what I saw as they watched us unpack them all.

100_1878We gathered in the principals tiny office—the translator, Jeff, myself, our children’s pastor, Bro. Chris, the principal and 2 of the teachers. 

As we began stacking crayons, markers, notebooks, paper, pencils and other items on the desk, I listened to their voices, “ooo”ing and “ahhh” ing over the items.  I watched as one teacher gently caressed a box of Crayola Markers as if it were a lost treasure. 

It may not have been lost, but it was indeed rare in her world.  We had shared supplies with the church we had just built so that they would have things to begin their new “children’s church” program with, but even with sharing, we still had 2 army duffle bags and one large suitcase full. 

They got excited over the packages of glue, erasers and pencils and composition books.  We discovered soon that they didn’t have a copier for the school—they had to go to town for copying (no printers), which was a good 45 minutes by the way we had arrived that morning.  (Yes, we already know what we are wanting to bring them next year.)

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This school has over 500 kids—from elementary to high school.  They attend at various times of the day, beginning with elementary in the morning—and ending with high school being dismissed around 5:00 in the evening.  The majority of these kids walk. 

100_1864They are a beautiful bunch of kids.  Every single one. They sang for us, posed, and joked.  They laughed at “Olivia” and were thrilled for this short break from classes, just as our own kids would have been. 

You can tell by observing them—they live a different, yet same type of life as we do.  They have very little—many are in need of dental care—yet they love just as our kids do.  They want to be your friend.

Some may ask, “why go back?”  Oh, dear.  I cannot stay away.

When Jeff and I began discussing the  possibility of trips back next year—I have to be honest, I tried to think of ways I could go more than once.100_1890

Missions gets in your system.  Just ask my friends, Thomas and Rene.

It courses through your veins once you go on one trip.  You want another.  To see more of the world’s people.  Not only to see them, but to somehow touch their lives.

Missions is in my blood.  It’s coursing and pulsating with every beat of my heart.  I will go. 

Here am I Lord….send me.100_1874

For these….

Thank you for what you did in making it possible for us to go.  Thank you for helping by your donations of money or school supplies!  Every gift helped in some way.  It did not go unnoticed!

We cannot do missions without your help!  Your heart of love and compassion goes “with” us each and every trip!  What a legacy of faith you are sowing!  Thank You for allowing us to be part of that seed of faith and love for Christ—and the world.

Let’s do this again –real soon.

Bolivia

And On The Sixth Day…

On the 6th Day….the team went to Don Lorenzo.

The day got a great start with Dennis Rudd sharing an amazing devotion of how God put him on this trip.  What a journey–and what an amazing God.

I know I have written less this time–I’m really trying to save things for the team to share–if I shared their stories–which many have shared with me–then you wouldn’t get the same impact hearing it from them 🙂

One story I will share here.

David Pettis was the talk of the school at Don Lorenzo.  The kids were looking for “Larry”.

They loved Larry.

The little boy that David picked up on his shoulders last year was the first one that started questioning–then they all remembered and started asking.

Larry made a difference- with an “out-of-the-box” type of ministry.

We assured them, Larry will return next year. 

They wanted to send a message to Larry, which we uploaded to Facebook already–if you are connected with my page or any of the team members page, please check it out.  It is precious.

Have you ever given much thought to “your absence”?

Who have you affected–outside of your family and closest friends?

Is your goal and aim in life to be that “answer” to someone’s prayer?

That seems to have been one of the strongest focuses of this week.

As we watched those kids line up on the field,they were so thrilled to show their gratitude for their new playground (which was no longer new), that many of them raced for the swings and the slide to show us how they enjoyed them.  Their faces painted the picture of delight.  It thrilled our hearts.

To know that–through the grace and power of God, three churches (Grace AG, First AG, and New Life Fellowship) were able to build a church; affect a school; impact over 500 children’s lives; and we have a continued open door into that church, school and community.

All it took was saying “yes”.
Yes to a God sized dream.
A dream that was bigger than Jeff or myself.

This dream came to fruition in 2011 when the church was built, then a crusade further bonded that church and the school and community.

Now, through the work at the school and church combined, many children and their families will KNOW the love of Christ and that when God does something…He will bring IN whoever it takes to get the job done.

I’m glad He brought us in.

I’m glad when God burdened Jeff’s heart–he said “yes”.

What are you dreaming about that you think is too big??

Nothing….IS….too…hard…for… GOD.  Nothing.  If you stop the dreaming process and try and figure things out on your own, you will miss the biggest blessing.

Go ahead…

Dream Big.

Allow God to use you in whatever way He sees fit.  You do not have to have it all figured out…that is where He teaches us TRUST.

Proverbs 3:1-7  My son, forget not my law; but let thine heart keep my commandments:For length of days, and long life, and peace, shall they add to thee.Let not mercy and truth forsake thee: bind them about thy neck; write them upon the table of thine heart:  So shalt thou find favour and good understanding in the sight of God and man.Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.Be not wise in thine own eyes: fear the Lord, and depart from evil.


Read the whole chapter.  Many people quote verses 5 and 6, but read what comes before…and what follows.  Our God is faithful…

On the seventh day the team traveled home.  Please be in prayer as we leave for the airport very early in the morning–that God would go before us and prepare a smooth way.  Some have had stomach issues–and we don’t want anyone to have nervousness about the flight due to that–and we pray for peace-filled sleep.

Thank you all for being our bedrock of faith and prayers as we have been away.  I know you have missed your family member–but trust me when I say this…they may not be able to talk for crying when they tell you some of the first things….be patient…all the words will eventually come out of their experience.  And you will not want to miss a minute… 🙂

© Angie Knight- The Knightly News

Bolivia

What You Missed

Yesterday was a good day.  MUCH progress was made on the building–God extended grace and mercy again to the team in various ways.  We are a blessed people!  

The heat has left us drained at the end of the day–somehow we managed to partake of food…and some have managed a bit of ice cream.  Not sure how that will affect their eating habits when they get home…but for now, what happens in Bolivia–stays in Bolivia. 🙂  (But now you know)

Kassi and I took a walk today -and again, among the broken down looking houses, the sand piles embedded with broken glass and pottery, you will find pieces of beauty.  This tree was one.

This face was another.   When I asked her if I could take her photo, she quickly covered her face on one side where there was a bandaid.  I assured her she was very beautiful…which indeed she is.

On our walk, we saw things–talked of God things, shed a tear or two–and discovered that God has been speaking to each one of us in similar ways–and the enemy has used the same stinkin’ tactics on both of us…go figure.  You’d think he would come up with a new plan.

But just as this young girl thought she was not beautiful, we think so often that because of our past–or even our present, that God certainly cannot make a good future.

Jeremiah 29:11 says:  For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 


He has a plan.  It is for our good–and His glory…and while we work through the parts of our lives that require the “yes” word, He is moving and changing things all around us…things we possibly will never know about.



 The little girl that you’ve seen pictures of from many of our team members with the feet that are turned in–she walks with a walker. 

She is an absolutely beautiful child–11 years old.  Through better communication today, we discovered her name is “Ruth”.  She is 11 years old and 8 years ago, she had a surgery on her colon to remove a tumor.   She has other medical issues other than what you see.  It’s not just her feet.  She also has to catheterize herself in order to void daily.  

Her dad is an alcoholic.  She lived just across from the church we built (yes, we completed our part today!), but her mother doesn’t take her to church.  She goes on her own.  She also looks after her niece and her little cousin.  Both are 2 years old.  You can see them both in the picture there…So–try and imagine your life right there…with those problems.  BUT GOD.

God has a purpose and plan for her life.  We may not know what it is–but God will use her–and HE has already–to reach other people.

This was a day for major tears as the team knew that goodbye’s were drawing near– they have encountered life and people they didn’t expect.

I’ve done some video interviews, and our audio/visual director at church will compile a video presentation for an upcoming service–in October.  (You need that much time to go through the hundreds of photos taken this week!)

TOMORROW, Ruth will get a new walker.  Several of the team members decided the broken and disproportional walker she currently uses will not work for her much longer as she is growing.

She is pictured here in front of her house.  This is her play area…

Did I mention the tears?

And yes, several team members wanted to take her home.  I think if we brought home all those who we wanted to bring, our church would grow by leaps and bounds by Sunday!

Okay–tomorrow we will visit the church we built in Don Lorenzo village–then the school where we ministered to the kids last year.  We are super excited to see them all again.  Yes, for those team members who went last year, we will tell them you said “hi”, and you miss them 🙂

David–we are praying for you–ever team member–every day.  I love you so much 🙂  We still trust and believe God for your complete healing.  God didn’t do what He did to stop now.  We wait before Him with anticipation at the next miracle.

See you all tomorrow–hopefully I will be able to blog–I’m about to fall asleep right now 🙂  

But–I have a God moment from Today…and it amazed me to pieces…. Just wait for it. 🙂

© Angie Knight- The Knightly News

Bolivia

Freely Give

How in the world could I begin to tell you about today…

We started off by the pool area–where Jeff shared his heart–mind you with much conviction and tears.  Then Chase Curti shared his amazing story of a “God moment” from Sunday night.  Ken Athey also shared a God moment that he too experienced.  Same God…different moment’s.

God is such a personal–with you every second–kind of  Father–and it is so sad that more people don’t realize that.  And I’m not talking about those who don’t know who He is…I’m talking about those that warm a church pew every single Sunday and even sing a hymn or two… Yes.  Those.

This afternoon, I discovered that Carol and Dennis also had a God moment Sunday night…Wow.  It brought me to tears as she shared it. 

I’m hoping Jeff will share some of his devotion on his Facebook page, or at least write a blog for here again.

You will see pictures all over Facebook of today’s progress…which has been amazing.  You will see beautiful brown-eyed, precious faces–and yes, I tried to get one of the mama’s to let me take the little one home… (no-can-do)

But a very unique thing happened this afternoon–

We met a man in the road today who “gave”.  First, he shared with us (interpreted by Yaritza) his life of service in the military–gladly serving his country.  He had pictures of parts of his journey taped to the inside glass of his portable ice cream stand.  He also had a little photo-book of more of his life.  He told us where he went to church–and that his son attended the church that we were building.  He then “gave” us what he had to give.  Ice Cream.

Of course–without a second thought we took it.  When we tried not to–saying we had no money–he quickly replied “It’s free!”.

It’s FREE.

Part of Jeff’s devotion this morning was from Matthew 10:8 “….Freely you have received, freely give.”

We have been SO incredibly blessed to live where we live, yet we often “give” nothing.  

We have found ourselves to be consumers.  Rather than givers.

What a sad state we have found ourselves in–and it became so real to me this afternoon as I reached across the man’s ice cream cart (livelihood) and accepted his free gift offering. 

One of the girls said, “are you going to eat that?”

“Of course I am.  I wouldn’t offend this man for anything.–God bless this ice cream”.

I remembered instantly a comment from a missionary at General Council to me as I passed her, she handed out a cup of tea–of some sort.  She asked, “would you like some?”  I didn’t hesitate–I accepted.  She said, “you just passed the missionary test.”

I laughed, “what test?”

“A true missionary will take what is offered from someone they don’t know–without a hesitation or thought of what it might be”, she said and smiled.

So–for the group with me this afternoon, say it out loud, “I Am A Missionary”.

From Jesus’ own words– “Go ye therefore…”

That–is exactly what each of these team members have done for a week of their year.  “Go”.  

Most of this team not only have given this week–but they give of their time on a weekly basis.  Teaching classes, leading groups, sharing their hearts on a daily basis.  Some of them reach out into the community where they live and “give”.  Freely.

Just as Christ did.  Just as He commissioned them to do…

They are doing the “all nations” portion of the Commission this week…and for the family and friends back home–EXPECT them to be different when they return.  They will be.  

I hope if you are reading this–and you don’t know Christ Jesus as your personal Savior–that you get a feeling in your heart that you’ve never felt.  My prayer is that the words on this page burn into your heart in such a way that you MUST fall to your knees and ask Jesus Christ to come in and change your life as He has done mine.  He “rearranged” me–in such a way that the things I used to enjoy or long for–no longer hold any interest to me.

I give myself away.  To be used of Him…as the lyrics to William McDowell’s song have rang over and over in my head–I do–again freely GIVE…Myself away to Him.


© Angie Knight- The Knightly News

Bolivia

First Day on the Job…and What a Day!

This morning–Jeff shared a great devotion–and just in case he decides to facebook it later, I won’t share here…but it was awesome.  I’m very proud of my sweet missionary man–although at this point tonight–I’m too exhausted to even smile.  It MUST be my age showing up tonight–it cannot possibly be the fact that we were able to get 4 brick walls standing of a church building –almost half way today.

The pictures share where we started this morning–introductions and a few brief announcements to the team.  Jeff and Billy Guettler led the brick laying crew– and got everyone off to a great start.

It was really neat looking at the groups working on sections of the walls of the church.  I couldn’t help but think of Nehemiah.  There was four to each section working side-by-side.  A few times we switched around and helped others out–as the mud men were keeping us all supplied constantly with “mud”… (That has got to be the most tiring job of all.)

The work progressed with each one learning what to do–and getting into a solid rhythm.  After while it seemed as if everyone was very well adjusted!

I have been so impressed with these younger team members (Jeff Lollie, Kassi Shackleford and Yaritza Figueroa).  (they are trying to make up for David not being here in the work load department) They have worked tirelessly beside everyone–and let me just say to all who helped send ANY member of this team–YOU are a part of a life changing experience for them–as well as those HERE in Bolivia!  They couldn’t have been here without you…neither could we.  So thank YOU (again).

I have enjoyed hearing Carol and Greta talk about all the things that they have either been surprised about or loved…I can’t share all of that here–it will come later at church from them.  And watching Bill Miner’s face light up in smiles…constantly…  What an inspiration!

Pastor Andie and some of the church members

One thing I did want to share tonight that was extra special from today–as Pastor Andie shared her heart with the group–she told how she had prayed–and believed, but didn’t know how God would answer her prayer–for a church building…then Jeff shared with her–how we had prayed as well–to be HIS hands and feet and be able to be used to bless a church–and both with tears–realized, as Kassi said today–the awesome way God allowed US to be an answer to someone else’s prayer.


Have you ever thought about that?  In your own life–how YOU could very well be an answer to someone’s prayer?

I have a dear friend in Arizona who lives her life just in that manner.  Seeking to be God’s hands and feet for someone–the answer to their prayer.  Barbara Keene, or also known as “the turtle girl” would have LOVED today’s experiences.

Pastor Andie

Tomorrow–in your devotion time–ask GOD to allow YOU to be an answer to someone’s prayer. 

Oh, one more thing–Chase Curti shared with me this morning at breakfast an AMAZING God story that happened LAST NIGHT at church.  I hope I am able to hear him share it with others later on.  

Tears–just remembering.  So far, we have seen God use members of our team…and there is so much more to tell—I just don’t want to spoil it all for them.  Keep your ears and eyes open.  God is wanting to tell you things and show you things.


We left this afternoon with the church looking like this–all the way around.

Oh, ONE MORE last thing… this church has a few stray horses around–chickens, puppies, and dogs, but I haven’t seen a cat yet.  

However– Cindy Pettis did say she saw “Parrots” flying overhead this afternoon… Someone else mentioned it too…so I will have to keep a look out tomorrow for a colorful bird!

Did I mention the precious children?

You know I’ve kept a lookout 🙂



© Angie Knight- The Knightly News