Mission Trinidad 2013

I just got back from my first international mission trip, and I will never be the same!!

First, let’s back up to review how, exactly, I got involved in this mission trip:

I attended a prophetic conference through Abilene’s TSSM School (Transformational School of Supernatural Ministry) in October of 2012.  At that time, I knew virtually nothing about the active gift of prophecy.  However, the man who was leading the conference called me out to speak a word of prophecy over me during the conference.  I don’t remember much about what he said, as he downloaded information at an incredibly high rate of speed.  But, what I did retain was something to this effect:
“My dear, have you considered missions?  I sure hope so!”
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Resting in Him

It was the week of July 4th — a particularly busy week for our family this year.  The 4th was on a Thursday, but we had things on the agenda every single night, and the kids were having to stay up well past bedtime every night. The city fireworks show was scheduled for July 3rd this year, and it didn’t start until 10pm.  My kids usually go to bed at 8:30.  (And, my kids don’t nap).
This was the first year that Lexi was big enough to stay up for the show.  She made it, and fell asleep around 11:30 that night, only to wake up at the crack of dawn the next day.
So, on July 4th, we had plans to go watch fireworks again, with some good friends, who put on a phenomenal show every year, along with dinner and lots of kid-friendly opportunities throughout the evening (bouncy castle, sand pit, putt-putt, etc.)  
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I AM NOT A NUMBER ON A SCALE

I went on an amazing Women’s Retreat, put on by my church this weekend.  In preparing for it, I didn’t know how much the Lord really planned to do in my life over one simple weekend.  I mean, I am perfectly aware that I have, by no means, “arrived,” but I feel like I am in a really good place, regarding my identity, and I feel like I walk in a great deal of freedom from old wounds.  Aside from that, I was on the team that helped to plan the retreat, was assigned as a small group leader, and they were even going to use my testimony (on identity, no less) for part of the retreat.
So, you can imagine my surprise, when one day prior to the retreat, I felt utterly unhinged.See,
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