The Many Wonderful Names of God
God has many names in scripture, each one revealing an aspect of His character and redemptive work in the earth. Recently I was inspired to put together a collection of the redemptive names of God on flash cards so all my friends could have them as a ready reference for prayer, meditation and worship. Some of you have encouraged me in this project.
Names of God Flash Card Pack
Product Description:
- 10 dual-sided laminated cards with over 210 names of God in contrasting fonts w/accompanying scripture reference.
- 3 oversized dual sided “Victorious Living” bookmarks in pastel colors. (Side A: with Who Am I? Side B: The Victorious Life with uplifting affirmations and corresponding scriptures.)
I made these myself and prayed over each one. For your donation of $10 or more I will ship this to you first class mail. THANK YOU for your support!
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Blessed to be a Blessing~
Living as faith missionaries, every penny counts especially recently. It seems lately my integrity keeps getting challenged at greater levels. I will not be moved. Integrity and honesty can and will make a difference in this crooked world. I have MANY stories I could tell you about integrity but I will just share what happened yesterday.
Justice For Youth
Impoverished children suffer the greatest risk of being trafficked. Economic hardship drives families to a point of desperation which can lead to children being forced to take deceptive job offers or relatives even selling their children to traffickers.
When I woke up this morning I was immediately moved to pray for a young woman I met over 24 years ago while working in Olongapo, Philippines. We had been doing mission work in the jungles as well as in the urban areas all over the islands. One of our goals during this time was to get as many girls out of prostitution and relocated into an area where they could be safe and learn self sustaining jobs while caring for their children.
Mexican Train Trip Part 1
With all of this packing I have been doing, I am reminded of the time we were living in Mexico City, back in the summer of 1986. Brittany was just a wee baby at the time. We had flown down there to be of service however we could to the small village of Villa de las Flores, and the surrounding areas. This was just after the terrible earthquake that devastated the city.
What with having our first baby, I had seriously over packed thinking we would need everything. Way back then, well over two decades ago, there were no restrictions on luggage and carry-ons. As a matter of fact I think we went down with 15 large bags for the summer. I even brought a crock pot, and yes I did use it very often. Of course the port-a crib was nothing less than huge. Remember this was way back in the day before all the fancy baby stuff that you can get now-a-days.
On this particular trip we stayed in a $2 a day hotel room. It was a very basic room with this wonderful invention in the bathroom for bathing your baby. It was its own little fixture right in the middle of the bathroom next to the toilet. It was like a very small tub except that there was no plug for the water. You sat your baby in it and the water came straight up like a fountain and then went right back down the drain. Later, to my own embarrassment, I was to find out that it was in fact a bidae.
Anemones
Brittany making friends again
Nearly a quarter of a century ago we found ourselves trudging all over the Philippines. We were the busiest we had ever been in our lives, sharing the love of the Lord throughout Luzon, Cebu, Mindanao and all over the Camotes Islands. In a little over 12 weeks, our small band of prayer warriors shared with tens of thousands via open air gatherings, and had the privilege of personally introducing 3,563 of these precious Filipinos to The Lover of their Souls.
We worked hard with barely a rest, under the most grueling of circumstances. John and I had one small two year old daughter at the time. Brittany was a gem, always bringing joy to all of our desperate situations. We bathed in rivers, walked miles through steamy jungles carrying packs on our backs. I cooked whatever I could find or kill for the team over wood they would gather for me. Brittany brought such joy not only to us but to all we came in contact with. Never complaining, she even ate a pig ear once, ripping it right off the cooked pig, to the cheers of the tribe that had been our host on that occasion.
On a boat in between Islands
We had just been released from our Muslim guerrilla captors, another story for another time, and were in need of a serious “time out”. Somehow, we ended up having a day off near the Davao Gulf.
It was a glorious day, with beautiful blue skies and crystal waters. We were taken out on a small boat and had the opportunity to snorkel in the shallow reef. The sea life was amazing. On several occasions we found these beautifully colorful yet delicate sea anemones that swayed with the undercurrents.
Each time we tried to feel the appendages that gracefully hung from these amazing sea animals they would shrink back into the safety of their tough protective coverings. We would have to wait long amounts of time for them to begin to open up and release their beautiful colors again. Some of these anemones had been provoked too many times and were unable to open up and share their glorious colors to the undersea world.
During this portion of the outreach, I had become aloof and guarded. I had distanced myself yet a little more with each difficultly we endured. I found it increasingly hard to trust those around me as it took longer to process all my thoughts and emotions because of the many challenges we were facing. It was during this time snorkeling that the Lord spoke to my heart.
precious Pastors we worked with in Mindanao
We all have so much of His beauty to share with others. Daily we are faced with challenges that can tempt us to hide and withdraw from human contact. Life hurts. Life is painful and we withdraw when there is pain. But we need to remember that as we withdraw two devastating things happen.
The first is our beauty is hidden. We seem hard and ugly to those around us. You have seen those people whose brokenness is forever etched in their faces. They walk hunched over, hardened in their character and closed in their spirit. My children call them “scary people.” They have become cruel character and crusty in spirit. That is not what I want to be in 30 years, do you?
The next devastating effect is simply that the the longer the anemones hid in the coverings, the sooner they die. Anemones use their appendages to catch their nutrition. If their gloriously swaying arms are all curled up and hidden, they are unable to fed themselves. They die.
It is difficult to be vulnerable, especially after we have been hurt. Even more so if those who have hurt us are the ones closest to us, family and dear friends. But if we refuse to open up and release forgiveness we put ourselves into harms way. We hinder ourselves from being capable to receive all that the Lord has for us. I love this verse, because it shows His great love for us all. He makes us to rest because He longs to restore our souls.
The Bible says in Psalms 23 the “He makes me to lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters He restores my soul; He leads me in the paths of righteousness For His names sake”.
The Bible says that a man who isolates himself is selfish. It also says that he who does this avoids all wise counsel. Proverbs 18:1-2
Opening up after being broken may be difficult, but it is the only way the broken pieces of your life can be put back together again.
Some New Pictures
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- A glass of water in His name… priviledged, so priviledged to serve Him
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- A joy to LOVE what I am blessed to do in His name
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- Me at the gate yet again, giving out food to the hungry kids
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- MariKena, a precious litte one
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- Suffer not the little ones…
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- Feeding the little ones at my gate
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- Chiki learning to take out stiches
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- Rocio sewing for the first time in our first sewing class
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- Hilda showing her work
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- Ella sorting beans
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- Noah helping sort beans
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