HE spoke to ME!

One of my goals for this year is to get done with my senior year by March. I'm not sure if it's actually going to happen but I can hope:) I was going to take a precepts class at New Providence with the Armitage family and then decided that if I wanted to get done with my senior year so early that I should do a study on a book of the Bible on my own at my own pace so I'm not swamped with homework for school and the class. I went to the bookstore today and got two different studies, one on the book of Mark and another on the book of James. I decided to start with the book of Mark first because it comes first in the Bible:) hah. I just got done reading Mark 1:38-45, in this part of the passage it's talking about Jesus going into the nearby villages to preach because that's the purpose of His visit, and He also heals a man with leprosy. At the end of each study each day it asks me questions and gives me things to think about. The very last question for today is "Name one place where you feel God is leading you to share His love in an open, maybe even radical way", it didn't take me long to come up with that answer...HAITI. He spoke to me while I was in Haiti more than once. When I really sit down and think of that I can't help buy cry, I'm so unworthy..and Jesus Christ, the Creator of EVERYTHING took time to speak to ME? Sinful jenny? I don't understand it. I'm so in awe of Him and all that He has done for me and my family. He sent His only Son to come and die for all of us. I just don't understand it. We are nasty filthy sinners who don't deserve anything but hell. I'm so thankful for all He has done for me. I want to share a story from my trip to Haiti, it's just one example of Him speaking to me...

On Monday, the day before we left we went out and visited Tom and Helen's orphanage. Their orphanage is around the same area that I met little Jenny, who touched my heart and I couldn't stop thinking about her all week long! As we were driving back through one of the villages I really felt God tugging on my heart, telling me that maybe Haiti was where I was supposed to be, or maybe even just reassuring me that missions is what I'm supposed to do with my life. I was praying and praying and finally I said, "God just give me a sign if you want me working with missions and Haiti" and at the very second I said that little Jenny came running out of one of the yards, into the muddy dirt road yelling "JENNY JENNY JENNY!!". It was one of the most amazing moments of my life. Maybe that's not a sign for anyone else, but it did it for me. I cried and i cried and cried some more. I was so upset that I couldn't speak creole, because I would have loved to go back and spend time with her, even just hug her, but I didn't and that's okay. I'm never going to forget her, she was the "middleman" for God, to show me what I'm supposed to do. I have always had a huge heart for missions, especially Haiti. And I'm trying so hard to learn more about their culture, and their language. Because if that's really where He told me to go. I'm going to be ready.

I just wanted to share that. He's amazing. HE spoke to ME! And I still can't believe it. I love my Jesus more than anything in this world and I WILL continue to do what I can to serve Him!