I leave in just a few short days. I have been so busy just making it through each day not had a chance to sit and actually fathom the being at home and seeing so many people I love. Some of you have sent me emails and a few pics, which made me cry thanks. I didn’t realize I miss you all and am excited to be around you all again. I am have some amazing friends. (Not to brag or anything). I write this to say I might need a day or so to sit and downshift, and kind of redigest America and the western world. So please know I will see you all soon, but just give me a day or two. Being back in America will be enough in itself, I am excited though because when you travel I find my heart is usually raw and the Lord sounds like He is shouting and is such a chatter box. (He probably is that way a lot more but my heart and head are too busy). This is probably why I like to travel, so I am excited to see all the little conversations that I will have with The Lord, Jesus and the Holy Spirit. I am really pumped.

I am sure we can all get together and catch up, and maybe I won’t have to answer tons of questions since I have done such a fabulous job filling you in on my bog, huh, huh ,huh☺. Hehehehhe, just joking. I can wait to tell you stories. Talk to you soon –B

Man being out in the bush makes you delight in every little thing. Like the smell of shampoo ☺

oh random but can we have a time for the kids in our church to dance and jump around and praise their God. what do you think!

I had written my church for prayer about the outreach and my plans after the outreach of maybe going to Europe and looking for ministries to work in. I didn’t change my ticket due to cost and hassle. And kinda felt the Lord saying digest Africa and all you have learned here before jumping into a whole new thing. Don’t rush through this. So Part of me is happy to go home and relax for a bit and let my heir down, take a deep breath. And Part of me still really wants to go.

But one of the things I am learning and being set free from is what I thought I had to do in missions. Such as go to a place and live there for 10 years ect. But I am seeing Paul’s journey’s in a whole new light. And seeing it is more important to follow where the holy spirit is leading you. So if He says go for a couple of years or f ew months to a place than I need to be open to that. And not beat myself up over time invested in a place or people. It is his plan and I am his hands. So I am open still to Latin America, possibly even Brazil. ( found out why Venezuela says “epa” it’s form brazil. ☺ ) I will be praying about where to go and what to do. I am excited and still have clean my mind and take thoughts captive. Such as you have found place to work at by now and are you waisting time. But I have never heard that from God, I know that is pressure that is coming form my own heart. God plans and paths can be so extravagant some times that we see them as wasteful. But coming from a guy who owns all of time and all the resources in the world he has no worries of waste or running out. So I am thankful that He has taken me on all the paths that he has and lead me through the experiences He has. Love – Rebecca

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The Lord also spoke to me about freedom. And Love and how we need to pursue Him as a relationship just as you would a marrage. To the same level and degree. And He was a delight to me during this time and know that my outreach is not over. That where ever the Lord leads me I am to preach the gospel, to lay hands on poeople and heal the sick and set the captives free. We are commissioned to do this.

Outreach also showed me many great practical lessons. Lessons of discerment in the spirit. And showing me also that it sounds so easy here in Africa but when I was standing in the field hearing the gospel preached and seeing some of the people mocking us or making fun of us, or seeing how drunck some were or seeing how some refused to belive. And others hearts were so open and innocent. And how it still took currage to get up and share about God or my tesemony or to lay my hands on somebody. It is not this majic land where every thing is easy. You still have to choose to walk it out. To take steps of faith wheather in America or on amother continent.

I also saw how we are called to preach the gospel to all the world but it also says preach the gospel to the poor. And I look at my life and see I have not been reaching out to the poor. Some read that as poor in spirit and other read that as poor in this world. Myabe God is speacking to you as to where He has plans for by how you percive it. But I find myself asking how can I reach out to the poor. And not as thought I am keeping myself safe and bundled up but experenceing some of there lives and befriending the poor. Walking along side them, getting my hands dirty. Getting freustarighted cause I don’t unerstand therir life or way of thinking or desciion making. But standing amonst them. That is what I feel we did some what here, even though we probably eatt better and slept better and etc.ect. we were able to spend some signifigant time with them and sit with them. I pray I can contiue this walk when I am placed in a different inviorment. And does your courage grow when youa re outside your home land, I don’t know maybe a little bit, but really I see that I need to be lovesick, and when you are so focued on Chirst that nothing eles matters you first off have emense joy ( atleast he gives that to me) and then sencond you are so wrapped up in him anything eles seems easy or pointless. Your security and confidence in Him and overflowing because you know you are loved and you are inLove with the creator of the universe. These are all just little emotions you can scrap off your shoulder and pay no attention to or chose to give them marret . So this is me trying ot describe some of the things I have experienced here in Africa.

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We also got to meet a young child that was raised from the dead. We got to pray over the child, which brought me to tears. It was such a holy moment to lay hands on this child. And this church was stared in this place due to the child being raised from the dead. HOW AMAZING!!!!

I heard some amazing stories of medicals that God has performed through these pastors we were with. This pastor and his wife The Donweckies (no clue how it s spelled) have seen the Lord raise 8 people from the dead between them. Due to their prayers. AGAIN DON”T UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF PRAYER.
They told us stories of a crazy man being restored to sanity and now pastor that on of the church we went to. So much more to even begin to type. People coming back from the dead and saying not to follow the witch doctors but to listen to this man who talks about the bible. Other stories of people being visited by the Lord and given and ultimatum of following Him or deal with the consequences (actually was said follow me or I will kill you). The guy is now a pastor. ☺ Those are just a few things off the top of my head of what outreach was for me.

I write the bush bush bush- cause at one point we were not driving on path at all jsut straight throughte bushes driving straight through the woods, and throwing out the leaves branches adn fire ants as fast as we coudl find them. The bush bush bush was funny.

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Things we saw during prayer
Deaf and mute boy – after prayer- could hear and speak.
Knees healed – people praying felt intense heat & things growing in the knee . After she started and dancing and celebrating loudly. She was an older lady.
Back aches healed- dancing and bending further than the young person who prayed to test it. There were many huge smiles as you can imagine.
Stomach pain gone after prayer, you can see there continence change as the pain left.
Drunkards bringing their friends for prayer of wanting to stop dinking.
Other deaf ears opened. A hand full of deaf ears opened.
Head pain gone after prayer.
Cataracts starting to dissolve- the color returned to the eyes. (The cataracts here in Africa are usually savvier and look as thought the eye has been painted over with white. (Looks kinda creepy). So the color of the iris and pupil are not seen. But the color was retuning after prayer.
People wanted prayer or blessings. I think they were just reaching out for God.
Headaches of our own team gone, car sickness left after prayer,
Atrophied and frozen arms of a boy – relaxed and movement restored.

Is our God amazing or what.

The Bush

So, I am back from the bush. I completed 2 weeks in the bush in the wilderness of Africa. I thought it was so undoable, but the Lord gave us so much grace. Gave us so much more, equipped us to do so much more and go beyond ourselves. Beyond our own strength. Because I had so much patience, it was not form me. It was beyond my capabilities. And it was so much easier than what I thought. We stayed safe. We were all relatively well and not sick. And if we were sick we chased the dogs out f the camp. (The sickness was prayed for and not welcome and made to leave us). I physically felt carsickness leave my body due to a prayer. (It was amazing). And the pace we kept was unreal, and the car rides were undesirable (rough) and long. The food was enough to keep us alive. Pasta cookies, rice, some chicken, but mainly sugar. But it is all about perspective. God gave us such tolerance and patience, and protection and joy. That I can honestly say it was not hard. Can you believe it? It has taught me so much. I thought that I would not be capable to spend to weeks in the bush but with God anything is possible. (I know that sounds so cliché but I have a no other words). I learned that not only can God get you through things but also he can get you through it so well that you have joy in the mist of things that you normally wouldn’t.

Moving on… As for the trip we had a team of about 19 cannas (white people) and 5 or 6 Mozambiquiecans. The Cannas all preached and gave a testimony some gave both. I gave a testimony similar to before but started preaching at the end and inviting them to know the Lord. We would travel a lot during the day and get to a place set up our tens and then set up the sound system and start playing music blasting it to oblivion and beyond. Which would then draw a crowd, then we would sing a dance and then play the Jesus film. While our group was in the shadows praying for the crowd and village. After the film we would then preach and do a testimony with it translated into Portuguese then into Macuwa. Then most of the time pastor Carlos would preach a bit and invite people to be saved. And then ask if there were people who needed prayer. If they had pain in their bodies to come up from and we would pray for them. Then we would do just that. We saw many things happen. Never under estimate the power of prayer. Then we would break down the equipment and go eat diner at like 10 at night. We all know how to cook over a fire now. ☺ And then off to our tents for sleep. Then wake up the next morning for a bread roll or two some coffee or hot chocolate or tea. I learned to make many combinations with jam peanut butter netella and bananas. Endless combos. Then we would hurry and pack up our ten and bags load the truck, one last visit to the wilderness to tinkle and then climb up in to the truck (camion) and find somewhat comfortable seat to bounce on for a while. We were always told it would only take an hour or 2 to get there. But we seemed to pull up around 3 or 4 that afternoon. SO trips were never short. I don’t tell you this to complain but show to the reality of it. But also say how great it was, because those things that sound to be not fun didn’t seem to bother us. I will say I did get tired of setting up my tent but never minded sleeping in it. I actually miss sleeping in a tent now that I am back in Pemba. I never saw a snake, thank the lord. Since we had the wilderness as our bathroom you can imagine how meeting a snake while doing your business could present a problem. The guys saw a few but I am sure that the lord protected us women to give us as much as we could handle.