Holding My Breath

Hey Everyone!

I apologize for my absence from this blog, I just returned from Mexico!

I feel like I really underestimate the power of prayer. This past week as I was in Mexico I got to see the true power of it. Over the course of a week our team saw some really serious medical issues. When we were in Mexico two women feel into a poorly covered basement and left with only broken bones, one of leaders had a seizure and was hospitalized only to join us again that very evening.

It was so cool to just see God working through our prayers for healing and diligence in the medical staff. God is GOOD!

This definitely made me check my own attitude towards prayer. Needless to say, if prayer can be compared to breathing I have been holding my breath. I loved this concept of inhale, exhale prayer, but it scared me because it caused me to realize how much I have been refusing to exhale!

Leaving Mexico I was really comforted with Foster's words "If we genuinely love people, we desire for them far more than it is within our power to give,and that will cause us to pray". There was just so much pain and suffering in the kids in Mexico but also the group of kids we took for the US. It broke my heart to leave because I just wanted to take all the kids home with me so I could love them, clothe, and feed them. Through my tears (shocker, I cried) I was just drawn to pray over every person that walked by. It hurts to know that some of these kids I will never see again and same goes with campers this summer. BUT, it is so awesome knowing that God sees them every moment of everyday! I cannot imagine leaving them in better hands!

This past week God challenged me to see the power of prayer, the depth of His intimacy with His people, and the comfort that comes from knowing He is God.

Love,

Haley