February 25, 2012
Today was Saturday and since I was busy finishing up my Bible Study yesterday, we decided today would be the day to go to Cobano and do some grocery shopping. David also had some bulbs to exchange at the hardware store that he had bought there yesterday. But that is his whole long convoluted story, so you’ll have to ask him about it.
Since we were going to Cobano and leaving as early as possible to avoid most of the heat, I suggested we stay on the bus and go to Montezuma and check it out. Montezuma is on the ocean to the west of us but you cannot get to it by staying on the beach, unless you are a boat and then you can go that way. Montezuma kind of reminds be of Venice Beach without the body builders. Very young and most of them looked like they did not get the memo that the 60’s are over. Compared to Tambor this is a bustling community with several youth hostels as well. On the way into town we passed several resorts, I thought it odd that the resorts are up on the hill while the hostels are right down on the beach.
After getting off the bus we spotted a map and it was then that I remembered that Montezuma is supposed to have some very beautiful waterfalls nearby. So we decided to take a walk and see if they were close. After less than 10 minutes we crossed a bridge and see a path going upstream. We decide that must be it…and the sign warning us of danger confirmed our suspicions. We continued anyway and came to some lovely little bitty waterfalls over some boulders. We know this cannot be it and proceed to travel upstream. Now I have done this on many streams in Arizona in the mountains with little difficulty. But then I was younger, the way was more pronounced and it was not so humid. So up and over and down and around and clinging to tree roots and branches and jumping from rock to rock and repeat.
After a relatively short time that felt like forever it became a matter of I will see this fall if it kills me and it probably will. We finally rounded a bend and there ahead about 100yards was a quite lovely waterfall maybe 30-40 feet high. I am thinking this is no Yosemite. And I am also thinking I am absolutely too tired to go the last bit. About then 3 girls come back our way from this fall and ask if we know the way to the higher and bigger falls. Are you kidding me!?!
We had passed a trail going straight up about 20 yards back and see it on our way back out of this jungle paradise. Needless to say we did make it back safely, buy just. We are both nursing our wounds as I speak. I got a couple of blisters and exhausted legs from the adventure. Oh did I mention it was hot, even though we had gotten to Montezuma by 8:05am and now it was nearing 9:30 it was hotter than all get out. I don’t know if I have ever hiked in those conditions and doubt I will again. I’ve hiked in the heat but not heat and humidity….it’s killer.
We were too tired to do anything except get a drink and wait for the bus to take us to Cobano. We had lunch and did our shopping and hopped back on the bus 2 hours later. And then I came in the house, peeled off my clothes and took a lovely cold shower. Then I put the food away and had a peaceful nap on the hammock.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
February 23, 2012
February 23, 2012
Sing to the Lord a love song
Today as I looked at the sun rise over the ocean and listened to the sound of the waves the thought that struck me was how amazing God is in the details. The colors, the sounds, the feel as the sun peaked over the mountains and the glow hit the bay were awe inspiring to say the least. But I thought back to what the Lord had told my husband about this place…It is just dirt…look instead at what I have brought out of the dirt. I looked up the beach and there were 2 people walking along the surf and I realized that all that the Lord has done is for them.
So I stood and faced the sunrise and closed my eyes and just soaked it all in. My Lord, my Ishi, my Savior, my beloved had made this all so that at that moment I could stand there and enjoy His presence.
I came away humming a song from childhood, I am my beloved and he is mine, His banner over me is love. His banner over me is love!
Sing to the Lord a love song
Today as I looked at the sun rise over the ocean and listened to the sound of the waves the thought that struck me was how amazing God is in the details. The colors, the sounds, the feel as the sun peaked over the mountains and the glow hit the bay were awe inspiring to say the least. But I thought back to what the Lord had told my husband about this place…It is just dirt…look instead at what I have brought out of the dirt. I looked up the beach and there were 2 people walking along the surf and I realized that all that the Lord has done is for them.
So I stood and faced the sunrise and closed my eyes and just soaked it all in. My Lord, my Ishi, my Savior, my beloved had made this all so that at that moment I could stand there and enjoy His presence.
I came away humming a song from childhood, I am my beloved and he is mine, His banner over me is love. His banner over me is love!
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
February 21, 2012
February 21, 2012
Three words of blessing = George Forman Grill = Hallelujah
I just finished cooking my second meal on the George Forman and I am sending blessings his way. What a marvelous invention. Yesterday I cooked bacon on it and was so happy to not have raw/burnt bacon again. So with that victory in hand I bought some hamburger when we were in Cobano yesterday. I thought I would like to see how George handles ground Cebu. Well let me tell you, he came out like a champ. The hamburgers were very tasty and all I added was a little pepper. I now am able to cook, albeit only things that can be cooked on the grill…still it is a huge improvement!
Well back to organizing the Bible Study on Hosea. I wish I could print them out and then put them on a huge table and put them in order, stand back and then change the order over and over until I was satisfied, but wait, no printer and for that matter no table, so I will muddle through with opening doc after doc and trying to remember what goes where. I have made three grouping/folders so far and only have to figure out three more. Wish me luck. Better yet, pray for me ;-))
Three words of blessing = George Forman Grill = Hallelujah
I just finished cooking my second meal on the George Forman and I am sending blessings his way. What a marvelous invention. Yesterday I cooked bacon on it and was so happy to not have raw/burnt bacon again. So with that victory in hand I bought some hamburger when we were in Cobano yesterday. I thought I would like to see how George handles ground Cebu. Well let me tell you, he came out like a champ. The hamburgers were very tasty and all I added was a little pepper. I now am able to cook, albeit only things that can be cooked on the grill…still it is a huge improvement!
Well back to organizing the Bible Study on Hosea. I wish I could print them out and then put them on a huge table and put them in order, stand back and then change the order over and over until I was satisfied, but wait, no printer and for that matter no table, so I will muddle through with opening doc after doc and trying to remember what goes where. I have made three grouping/folders so far and only have to figure out three more. Wish me luck. Better yet, pray for me ;-))
February 20, 2012
February 20, 2012
Wow it is past 8:30 and I am still up. I have been putting together the Bible Study I am working on, but I am getting too sleepy to think. It is amazing how draining the heat can be. The night air is still, not a breeze except for the little fan blowing on David. Every night about this time an amazing scent floats on the air. It is quite intoxicating and reminds me of jasmine or carnations or a mixture of the two. The problem is that every car or truck that goes by interrupts that smell. But then after a few moments it is back and it makes me happy.
Today we ventured beyond Tambor and took the bus to Cobano. Cobano is a bustling town up in the mountains that is a crossroads to the more popular beach resorts. It is filled with people and vehicles and noise and heat. We got there about 9:30 and spent a couple of hours checking out the grocery stores, panaderias, carnecerias and the farmacia. There were several of each which is amazing considering the main part of town is only a couple of blocks long by a couple of blocks wide.
We eventually bought a few things and then picked up a couple of watermelon from a street vendor. We could not really buy too much as we had to carry it on the bus. And it is a good thing that we did not buy much as we ended up waiting an hour and half for the bus to appear.
My buy of the day was at the farmacia. A lovely young lady helped me by finding someone that spoke a little English. When I showed here my prescription she came back with a new one for $10. The co-pay back home was $30.
We had a bunch of little kids come by the house this afternoon. I am not sure what they wanted, whether candy or money or just to laugh at us. The lady from next door came and shooed them away, telling them to go home and behave themselves. We watched the whole thing unfold from our balcony.
Oh, one more thing, got to see Ballena Bay from the bus as we came back to Tambor. It was an absolutely beautiful site. Finally I have seen what the appeal is for this area. Not that I haven’t seen beauty here, this was just so much more than the small glimpses I have had. It looked like a picture postcard of sand and surf and trees and mountains with a couple of sailboats anchored in the water.
Tomorrow I continue my work on the study. Maybe it will be a trip to the hardware store so I can buy an adapter to be able to do some lengthy work online or even try to Skype.
Wow it is past 8:30 and I am still up. I have been putting together the Bible Study I am working on, but I am getting too sleepy to think. It is amazing how draining the heat can be. The night air is still, not a breeze except for the little fan blowing on David. Every night about this time an amazing scent floats on the air. It is quite intoxicating and reminds me of jasmine or carnations or a mixture of the two. The problem is that every car or truck that goes by interrupts that smell. But then after a few moments it is back and it makes me happy.
Today we ventured beyond Tambor and took the bus to Cobano. Cobano is a bustling town up in the mountains that is a crossroads to the more popular beach resorts. It is filled with people and vehicles and noise and heat. We got there about 9:30 and spent a couple of hours checking out the grocery stores, panaderias, carnecerias and the farmacia. There were several of each which is amazing considering the main part of town is only a couple of blocks long by a couple of blocks wide.
We eventually bought a few things and then picked up a couple of watermelon from a street vendor. We could not really buy too much as we had to carry it on the bus. And it is a good thing that we did not buy much as we ended up waiting an hour and half for the bus to appear.
My buy of the day was at the farmacia. A lovely young lady helped me by finding someone that spoke a little English. When I showed here my prescription she came back with a new one for $10. The co-pay back home was $30.
We had a bunch of little kids come by the house this afternoon. I am not sure what they wanted, whether candy or money or just to laugh at us. The lady from next door came and shooed them away, telling them to go home and behave themselves. We watched the whole thing unfold from our balcony.
Oh, one more thing, got to see Ballena Bay from the bus as we came back to Tambor. It was an absolutely beautiful site. Finally I have seen what the appeal is for this area. Not that I haven’t seen beauty here, this was just so much more than the small glimpses I have had. It looked like a picture postcard of sand and surf and trees and mountains with a couple of sailboats anchored in the water.
Tomorrow I continue my work on the study. Maybe it will be a trip to the hardware store so I can buy an adapter to be able to do some lengthy work online or even try to Skype.
Sunday, February 19, 2012
February 19, 2012
February 19, 2012
Today is Sunday and it is almost 10:00 in the morning. At around 7 we went for a walk up the road away from Tambor. We really should have started earlier, like around 5, when the dark was just starting to melt away. The sun does not so much come up as there is a gradual lighting that starts and the opposite happens at night as the light gradually fades.
Anyway, we walked as far as the river, which I am sure is not that far, but everything feels far. We passed a couple of restaurants attached to hotels, which was good, because we needed to stop and get a drink on our way back. David has a fresa shake and I had a bottled tropical drink, but first I ordered dos vasos de agua. The water here is drinkable and actually quite good. So far no repercussions from drinking water from the tap.
We took our time with the drinks in the Costa Rican style and David practiced his Spanish on me. He has a handy little pocket guide, which has come in handy for reminding us what some of the terms travelers might need. The restaurant was quite lovely, open air with tables covered in linens and set like you would see in a fancy restaurant. But the feeling is casual. There are a couple of families there enjoying their breakfasts. I crack up when I notice a nice TV up in the rafters that has a dove nesting over it.
After finishing we come back home and I do my laundry. I use the cracked pail in the sink as my washing machine. There is some detergent and I rinse out a few things. While I wash I think to myself these jeans will not be worn again until April, so if they ever dry they will be packed away. It is funny how your perspective on what to wear becomes….how hot is it and how long will it take to dry? I can see why most of the turistas around here live in their bathing suits…even though it is very difficult on the sensibilities. All I have to say to my friends Cindy and Kristyn…Man on bicycle….speedos and large women in two pieces…I may be scarred for life!!! At least the locals are more desciminating…opting for t-shirts or tank tops and shorts.
David just tried cooking again…let’s say the results were no better than mine last night. Not sure what we will end up doing….oh well, maybe we are to give up cooked food for lent, and just live on fruit drinks and sandwiches.
Today is Sunday and it is almost 10:00 in the morning. At around 7 we went for a walk up the road away from Tambor. We really should have started earlier, like around 5, when the dark was just starting to melt away. The sun does not so much come up as there is a gradual lighting that starts and the opposite happens at night as the light gradually fades.
Anyway, we walked as far as the river, which I am sure is not that far, but everything feels far. We passed a couple of restaurants attached to hotels, which was good, because we needed to stop and get a drink on our way back. David has a fresa shake and I had a bottled tropical drink, but first I ordered dos vasos de agua. The water here is drinkable and actually quite good. So far no repercussions from drinking water from the tap.
We took our time with the drinks in the Costa Rican style and David practiced his Spanish on me. He has a handy little pocket guide, which has come in handy for reminding us what some of the terms travelers might need. The restaurant was quite lovely, open air with tables covered in linens and set like you would see in a fancy restaurant. But the feeling is casual. There are a couple of families there enjoying their breakfasts. I crack up when I notice a nice TV up in the rafters that has a dove nesting over it.
After finishing we come back home and I do my laundry. I use the cracked pail in the sink as my washing machine. There is some detergent and I rinse out a few things. While I wash I think to myself these jeans will not be worn again until April, so if they ever dry they will be packed away. It is funny how your perspective on what to wear becomes….how hot is it and how long will it take to dry? I can see why most of the turistas around here live in their bathing suits…even though it is very difficult on the sensibilities. All I have to say to my friends Cindy and Kristyn…Man on bicycle….speedos and large women in two pieces…I may be scarred for life!!! At least the locals are more desciminating…opting for t-shirts or tank tops and shorts.
David just tried cooking again…let’s say the results were no better than mine last night. Not sure what we will end up doing….oh well, maybe we are to give up cooked food for lent, and just live on fruit drinks and sandwiches.
February 18, 2012
February 18, 2012
Well today we have both water and electricity. Actually that happened late yesterday afternoon. David found a valve under some bushes towards the front of the property and gave it a half twist….all of a sudden, water was gushing from the kitchen faucet…my hero.
With both water and electricity we decide it is time to go to the store and see what we can find that is not too expensive. We had looked the day before but with the heat I was afraid anything we bought would spoil. First we go down to the beach, it is dusk and the sky has a kind of light orangish hue tonight. We enjoy the peacefulness and the sound of the lapping waves before heading to the tienda.
The store is actually pretty good sized with three or four aisles, if memory serves me correctly. It has a variety of both Costa Rican and American food stuffs. Anything jarred or canned is very expensive. For example, peanut butter runs between $4 and $8 depending on the brand, for the little jar. We had been warned about this, and so did not find it to be such a shock. What we did get was a couple of loaves of bread that are like sub rolls. I noticed in San Jose that there were sandwich shops everywhere and this is the type of bread they used. I got 15 brown eggs and some bacon. We also picked up an avocado, a limon and a papaya. And my favorite buy, some local cheese, a little bit salty with a little squeak when you chew….yummmm.
Well we made bacon and egg sandwiches with avocado. And even though the hot plate proved to be a challenge, too hot one moment and no heat the next, they were quite yummy if I do say so myself.
I still slept in the hammock last night because it had been too dark to check the mattresses for black widows. For the first time since I have been here I was buzzed by mosquitoes. I kept as covered up as I could to avoid the bites. It was a very noisy night with birds and monkeys and people and traffic and just all kinds of things going on.
David and I went for a walk in the early morning. We saw some White Throated Blue Jays with a cute top knot, a squirrel, a couple of beautiful bright red parrots flew overhead and cebu. For any Veggie Tale fans out there, the cattle here in Costa Rica are cebu, which sends me into song whenever I see any. There were five or six and a calf that looked pretty new, still a little unsure of his footing getting his face washed by his mommy cebu. There was also a white horse, it seems that every horse I have seen in this country has been white, which I find quite interesting.
We end up at the beach and I look for shells. I find several and tell myself that I will pick them up for the grandkids in April. Otherwise, the house will become covered in shells and there just is no room. By 8:00 it is hot and we head back to the house.
Today we have swept and washed dishes and gotten the mattresses out and rearranged our quarters to be a little more comfortable. The bedroom light and fan do not work, so the bed is going in the living space and all our stuff is going into the bedroom. The balcony still has the two hammocks and two rocking chairs. Just have to remember to sweep everyday and shake out the clothes before putting them on.
There is a group in the campgrounds across from the store. I am wondering if it is a church group since the side of one of the buses said Rey de Reyes (King of Kings) will have to see if we can talk to some of them later.
Tomorrow is Sunday,
Well today we have both water and electricity. Actually that happened late yesterday afternoon. David found a valve under some bushes towards the front of the property and gave it a half twist….all of a sudden, water was gushing from the kitchen faucet…my hero.
With both water and electricity we decide it is time to go to the store and see what we can find that is not too expensive. We had looked the day before but with the heat I was afraid anything we bought would spoil. First we go down to the beach, it is dusk and the sky has a kind of light orangish hue tonight. We enjoy the peacefulness and the sound of the lapping waves before heading to the tienda.
The store is actually pretty good sized with three or four aisles, if memory serves me correctly. It has a variety of both Costa Rican and American food stuffs. Anything jarred or canned is very expensive. For example, peanut butter runs between $4 and $8 depending on the brand, for the little jar. We had been warned about this, and so did not find it to be such a shock. What we did get was a couple of loaves of bread that are like sub rolls. I noticed in San Jose that there were sandwich shops everywhere and this is the type of bread they used. I got 15 brown eggs and some bacon. We also picked up an avocado, a limon and a papaya. And my favorite buy, some local cheese, a little bit salty with a little squeak when you chew….yummmm.
Well we made bacon and egg sandwiches with avocado. And even though the hot plate proved to be a challenge, too hot one moment and no heat the next, they were quite yummy if I do say so myself.
I still slept in the hammock last night because it had been too dark to check the mattresses for black widows. For the first time since I have been here I was buzzed by mosquitoes. I kept as covered up as I could to avoid the bites. It was a very noisy night with birds and monkeys and people and traffic and just all kinds of things going on.
David and I went for a walk in the early morning. We saw some White Throated Blue Jays with a cute top knot, a squirrel, a couple of beautiful bright red parrots flew overhead and cebu. For any Veggie Tale fans out there, the cattle here in Costa Rica are cebu, which sends me into song whenever I see any. There were five or six and a calf that looked pretty new, still a little unsure of his footing getting his face washed by his mommy cebu. There was also a white horse, it seems that every horse I have seen in this country has been white, which I find quite interesting.
We end up at the beach and I look for shells. I find several and tell myself that I will pick them up for the grandkids in April. Otherwise, the house will become covered in shells and there just is no room. By 8:00 it is hot and we head back to the house.
Today we have swept and washed dishes and gotten the mattresses out and rearranged our quarters to be a little more comfortable. The bedroom light and fan do not work, so the bed is going in the living space and all our stuff is going into the bedroom. The balcony still has the two hammocks and two rocking chairs. Just have to remember to sweep everyday and shake out the clothes before putting them on.
There is a group in the campgrounds across from the store. I am wondering if it is a church group since the side of one of the buses said Rey de Reyes (King of Kings) will have to see if we can talk to some of them later.
Tomorrow is Sunday,
February 17, 2012
February 17, 2012
I am sitting on our balcony, it is hot, but a breeze is blowing. We finally have electricity after 2 days. I think how spoiled I am…how many are out in the field with no modern conveniences at all. And I am sorry for myself because the water is now not working upstairs. It has come to mind that Pat had someone come to use this house that when they saw it they turned around and left. Well I am here for at least 2 months. I have called this Missions 101 because I feel that the Lord is training us for something, but mercifully He is taking it slowly. He knows who He is dealing with and does not want to overwhelm us all at once.
So I sit here playing Spider and listening to Matthew Casteel on my computer. Fortunately, I have a few albums downloaded on this old laptop as internet access is a 10 minute walk and not one to be taken at this time of day unless absolutely necessary.
For the first time on this quest I snapped at my husband. I will blame the heat but the truth is the toilet downstairs had not filled with water and so would not flush. He was filling a bucket with water to fill the tank and irritated me by not hearing my answer that I had removed the lid. Silly when you think of it, but aren’t most arguments. I did not get upset when he drug me all over San Jose or when he went off and made friends while I sat by the luggage on the ferry or even when he would not kill the black widow that was on the mattress. It wasn’t until he had given me the same directions several times in a row even though I had answered him that I already had done that.
So sitting here and listening to Matthew has put me into a better frame of mind.
Still no water up here but the refrigerator is working and I go downstairs, braving the dirt and the possibility of bats and fill a pitcher with water…looking forward to when I can have some cold water to drink.
Now back to my game and my music…
I am sitting on our balcony, it is hot, but a breeze is blowing. We finally have electricity after 2 days. I think how spoiled I am…how many are out in the field with no modern conveniences at all. And I am sorry for myself because the water is now not working upstairs. It has come to mind that Pat had someone come to use this house that when they saw it they turned around and left. Well I am here for at least 2 months. I have called this Missions 101 because I feel that the Lord is training us for something, but mercifully He is taking it slowly. He knows who He is dealing with and does not want to overwhelm us all at once.
So I sit here playing Spider and listening to Matthew Casteel on my computer. Fortunately, I have a few albums downloaded on this old laptop as internet access is a 10 minute walk and not one to be taken at this time of day unless absolutely necessary.
For the first time on this quest I snapped at my husband. I will blame the heat but the truth is the toilet downstairs had not filled with water and so would not flush. He was filling a bucket with water to fill the tank and irritated me by not hearing my answer that I had removed the lid. Silly when you think of it, but aren’t most arguments. I did not get upset when he drug me all over San Jose or when he went off and made friends while I sat by the luggage on the ferry or even when he would not kill the black widow that was on the mattress. It wasn’t until he had given me the same directions several times in a row even though I had answered him that I already had done that.
So sitting here and listening to Matthew has put me into a better frame of mind.
Still no water up here but the refrigerator is working and I go downstairs, braving the dirt and the possibility of bats and fill a pitcher with water…looking forward to when I can have some cold water to drink.
Now back to my game and my music…
February 2, 2012
February 2, 2012
Wondering about my role in Costa Rica, the Lord spoke to me and said to ‘tell stories’. I smiled at that and thought I am not the storyteller, that was my father not me. But then I remembered the Tea we just had in Glendale with the lovely Sun City Ladies and my retelling the story from The Big Bang when Amy gets her tiara. Afterwards, Bonnie came up to me and said I was a storyteller. What amazing praise from a woman who indeed is a master storyteller. But the more I thought about it the more sense it made. I will be among people that may not have heard the stories of the Bible and it would be easy just to tell them about what I am writing about Hosea. Truthfully, most of the Old Testament reads like a soap opera anyway. And the stories certainly relate to our present lives.
I have been pondering this word for a week or so, and then it hit me. Maybe I should do the study that way too. Make each day more of a story. So now, I will have to start telling stories and then go back and re-write what I have done in that format. Or maybe at the start of each week of study I do a story that will go along with what is being studied that week. And then as the ladies do the homework they can remember back to the story that had been told and maybe it would feel more alive to them.
How to do that:
Skype
YouTube
AnyMeeting
Vimeo
Wondering about my role in Costa Rica, the Lord spoke to me and said to ‘tell stories’. I smiled at that and thought I am not the storyteller, that was my father not me. But then I remembered the Tea we just had in Glendale with the lovely Sun City Ladies and my retelling the story from The Big Bang when Amy gets her tiara. Afterwards, Bonnie came up to me and said I was a storyteller. What amazing praise from a woman who indeed is a master storyteller. But the more I thought about it the more sense it made. I will be among people that may not have heard the stories of the Bible and it would be easy just to tell them about what I am writing about Hosea. Truthfully, most of the Old Testament reads like a soap opera anyway. And the stories certainly relate to our present lives.
I have been pondering this word for a week or so, and then it hit me. Maybe I should do the study that way too. Make each day more of a story. So now, I will have to start telling stories and then go back and re-write what I have done in that format. Or maybe at the start of each week of study I do a story that will go along with what is being studied that week. And then as the ladies do the homework they can remember back to the story that had been told and maybe it would feel more alive to them.
How to do that:
Skype
YouTube
AnyMeeting
Vimeo
January 23, 2012
January 23, 2012
I have always thought what a burden it would be to win the lottery. To instantly have so much money and the care I would have to take to spend any of it. I would feel, if the Lord has allowed me to win this much money, I must be really sure I am in His will with all of my spending.
It has hit me over the last week or so how utterly ridiculous that point of view is. After all, all of the money and resources I have has been given to me by the Lord. I am to be a good steward of everything, not just what I would consider to be a windfall.
If I am a joint heir with Jesus then the wealth of the universe is at my disposal. And whatever it is that I should buy, I will be able to buy. But just like I would feel compelled to pray before using my lottery winnings, I need to be just as careful with all of God’s resources. There will be times when I am not to buy what I think I need and there will be other times when I will be able to extravagantly buy something that I would never think I could.
It’s all God’s and through Jesus, available to His followers, I need to start living like that!!!!
I have always thought what a burden it would be to win the lottery. To instantly have so much money and the care I would have to take to spend any of it. I would feel, if the Lord has allowed me to win this much money, I must be really sure I am in His will with all of my spending.
It has hit me over the last week or so how utterly ridiculous that point of view is. After all, all of the money and resources I have has been given to me by the Lord. I am to be a good steward of everything, not just what I would consider to be a windfall.
If I am a joint heir with Jesus then the wealth of the universe is at my disposal. And whatever it is that I should buy, I will be able to buy. But just like I would feel compelled to pray before using my lottery winnings, I need to be just as careful with all of God’s resources. There will be times when I am not to buy what I think I need and there will be other times when I will be able to extravagantly buy something that I would never think I could.
It’s all God’s and through Jesus, available to His followers, I need to start living like that!!!!
January 21, 2012
January 21, 2012
Lord, I surrender all my hopes and fears to you. I am beginning to realize the reason I am not excited about the opportunity in front of us, is my fear of failure. That instead of doing your will, I would just continue on and it would turn into a vacation. This is not what I want. Even though the main reason this has even been offered to us, is to get us out of the house, I know that cannot be the reason for us to go.
Today, I ask that you would speak to me. That you would give me a vision for what I can do in Costa Rica to bring glory to your name.
Lord, I surrender all my hopes and fears to you. I am beginning to realize the reason I am not excited about the opportunity in front of us, is my fear of failure. That instead of doing your will, I would just continue on and it would turn into a vacation. This is not what I want. Even though the main reason this has even been offered to us, is to get us out of the house, I know that cannot be the reason for us to go.
Today, I ask that you would speak to me. That you would give me a vision for what I can do in Costa Rica to bring glory to your name.
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