an interweaving of thoughts, experiences, and revelations by a twenty-something missionary in Mexico
Sunday, March 10, 2013
4.3.13
Today, well last night super late, a group came, from the States, from all different sides, and are teaching our classes this week on prophecy, which has so far been superpadre. I had originally thought prophecy was something like people yelling from street corners about the doom of the world, people from the Old Testament who usually only had bad news. Whoops. In this book we’re reading, it’s defined as the manner in way God speaks through one person to another, like through feeling a certain urge that pops up out of nowhere (to talk to someone, your arm suddenly hurts in the presence of someone else, to share your money, a verse, an image, whatever), or through dreams, visions, etc. WHICH, granted, sounds super scary, but hello, it’s not demonic. It’s from the living, loving God. And prophecy is used to encourage and build each other up, whether you know the person or not…it’s just really neat how God speaks to us (or uses us to speak to others) in a billion different manners. Anyways, so the group talked for a two hours, and then we went outside to practice, which also sounds weird and terrifying, haha. But it was actually pretty neat. They had the twelve of us form two lines, back to back, not looking at who was behind us, then mixed us up again so we wouldn’t know who we were praying for, and then pray for a minute, asking God to reveal for us something for that person. So we did that, and what Andi had for me was a flower she saw in her mind, starting to bloom and spread open, like a rebirth she described it, and a fountain of water pouring down over it- which is pretty accurate, considering the way I’ve been feeling lately. Other people had spot-on images for their partner as well, like Jahir with Esthela- what played behind his eyelids matched exactly with what she shared with me heart-to-heart last night. I got so excited upon hearing it ! For me personally, I didn’t have ridiculous huge revelations (hehe) but just slight impressions in my mind. It was the first time I’ve ever done anything like that, and so I didn’t know what to pay attention to or pray for, but it was really neat to just see words from God unfold over all of us. Tonight, during our group devotional with the interns here (who are mostly our age), one of the interns living in the dorm with us prayed over me, and she told me that while she was praying for me, she saw me standing on the edge of a diving board, looking over a deep, vast body of water. I hadn’t jumped in yet, but was getting ready to, and she said she thought that it was like me looking down into God, and I had no idea just how deep and endless He is. She told me not to worry about hitting my head or drowning, but just jump in and see, because once I do, there will be so many great things in store for me. I told her that it carried a similar message to what Andi had said, and that I related to it a lot because I’ve become, well, an “American Christian” (how I like to label it)- content with going to church every Sunday, occasionally reading my Bible, and getting fired up at Christian events, but never much more. It was just really…beautiful to hear those words today, and know that God is thinking of me and pursuing me, and encouraging me to seek Him out, because in Him, there is ridiculously abundant life.
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