I know this entry isn't about my reading challenge, but the New Orleans trip was a pretty important week in my life, so I want to tell you about it. Last week, 6 adults and 3 youths went to New Orleans on a mission trip through White River Christian Church and Crossroads missions. We worked on restoring a house in a rougher part of town. Most of the crew painted or cauked during the week and a handful of lucky guys were glad to get their hands on some sledgehammers to bust up some sidewalk and driveway. It was a phenomenal week. It was hard work, and totally worth it.
There are so many things I want to tell, but I don't want bore you with a super long entry. Oh! Concerning my challenge, I became completely caught up on all my reading on the way down. Yes, I read 23 chapters of Deutoronomy in 1 day. Actually, I really really liked it. It seemed to me like a very long pep talk. You see, the Israelites had been wondering in the desert for 40 years, and now they were about to enter the promise land. Moses, unfortunatley, was not allowed to go into the promise land, so he was giving his finals words to his people. He reminded them to what God has done for them again and again. He told of their rebellion and how God still forgave them. He wanted the Israelites to continue to follow God, even if Moses was not with them. If you haven't read Deuteronomy before, I urge you to read it, it's one that will make you think.
Well, anyway, getting back to New Orleans. Probably one of the things that I learned/had a God experience the most was God finally answering a prayer. For many weeks before the trip, I had been asking God to give me guidance on what he wants me to do (for college and all). I asked him to show me while on the trip. There really wasn't one distinct moment when I 'knew', but by the end of the week, I had this peace about it, like God was confirming my hearts desires. I want to go into ministry, I don't know what kind or anything, but I want my life to be surrendered to God, and my actions to be for his glory. Serving in New Orleans this week confirmed my desire for that.
The entire was so interlaced with God's will. We were able to meet some amazing people from Ft. Wayne, Kentucky, and Wisconsin, and we had the chance to buy some baby formula for a young gal asking for money on the streets. God moved this last week, and I truely feel blessed to have been a part of it.
There are so many things I want to tell, but I don't want bore you with a super long entry. Oh! Concerning my challenge, I became completely caught up on all my reading on the way down. Yes, I read 23 chapters of Deutoronomy in 1 day. Actually, I really really liked it. It seemed to me like a very long pep talk. You see, the Israelites had been wondering in the desert for 40 years, and now they were about to enter the promise land. Moses, unfortunatley, was not allowed to go into the promise land, so he was giving his finals words to his people. He reminded them to what God has done for them again and again. He told of their rebellion and how God still forgave them. He wanted the Israelites to continue to follow God, even if Moses was not with them. If you haven't read Deuteronomy before, I urge you to read it, it's one that will make you think.
Well, anyway, getting back to New Orleans. Probably one of the things that I learned/had a God experience the most was God finally answering a prayer. For many weeks before the trip, I had been asking God to give me guidance on what he wants me to do (for college and all). I asked him to show me while on the trip. There really wasn't one distinct moment when I 'knew', but by the end of the week, I had this peace about it, like God was confirming my hearts desires. I want to go into ministry, I don't know what kind or anything, but I want my life to be surrendered to God, and my actions to be for his glory. Serving in New Orleans this week confirmed my desire for that.
The entire was so interlaced with God's will. We were able to meet some amazing people from Ft. Wayne, Kentucky, and Wisconsin, and we had the chance to buy some baby formula for a young gal asking for money on the streets. God moved this last week, and I truely feel blessed to have been a part of it.
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