Capacity to Love

In the movie Eat Pray Love a woman going through her very own mid-life crisis, drops every comfort and familiar thing in life and goes on a year long journey to find herself and her inner balance. She goes to three countries, searching for one specific trait of each country. She seeks pleasure in Italy, spiritual enlightenment in India, and a balance of the two in Indonesia. While struggling with meditation and her own thoughts at the ashram of a guru in India her friend tells her these words, “You have the capacity to someday love the whole world. It’s your destiny.”

As I was reading this book, on the plane to India, I was contemplating this statement. While I’m not on the same spiritual journey as Elizabeth Gilbert was when writing this book, my time in India has been a journey and has definitely filled with spiritual battles and revelations. I have accomplished much here and I have loved with a greater capacity then I ever knew myself capable of but do I, or do we as fallen human beings, truly have the capacity to someday love the whole word? As someone currently serving on the mission field I would love for the answer to be yes and some days it feels like it could be. The more layovers I have and time spent in different countries the more I feel I definitely possess that and it’s not possible for me to fit love in for one more country but somehow I do. But there are the hard days, the days you can get so easily annoyed with a pushy taxi driver and so angry with the men staring you up and down every time you leave the comfort of your home. There are days your so frustrated because you don’t understand the language or the cultural taboos and then I question can I even love one small part of the world well.

I’ve come up with an answer though. No. In no way do I have the capacity to someday love the whole world. There are some mornings I can barely remember to brush my teeth. There are times here when I can hardly show one person the love they need. A lot of days I have come home feeling discouraged wishing I could have done more, wishing I could have loved more.

I’m so glad though my work doesn’t end with a list of things I wish I could have done better and a list of things left unaccomplished on my own strength. My work starts with serving the only one that does love the whole world. Like the chorus of the old children’s song, “He’s got the whole world in his hands.” Or, “Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world.” No matter what you spin it. God’s got it covered and he’s got it handled with a love so abundant and with a love outside of my realm of understanding.

I’ve become so thankful that the pressure isn’t on me to love the whole world. I could never accomplish that. Through him though I have the capacity to love a bigger and greater part of it with a love that’s fuller and more powerful than anything I could have given in my own strength. He’s given me the strength to wake up each morning and pour myself out on these women in the office, every weekend make my heart available for the children in the brothels.

Thank you Lord for loving the whole world completely and unconditionally and for not putting that expectation on me but thank you for giving me an opportunity to love part of it with a love I could never have understood on my own. Thank you for revealing yourself to me through that and give me the heart to display this same love to every country I visit and every soul I encounter.

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Time flies

Last year six months seemed liked the longest amount of time in the world. I’m committing to be away from family, friends, and familiarity for six months! One month has passed and how wrong I was. I wish I could grab January back and hug it and cling to it a little longer. Time here has gone by so quickly and in 30 days I’ve already learned more about myself, more about the ministry I’m most passionate about, and more about a part of the heart of our Creator I’ve never been able to experience before. I feel I’ve done my best cherishing every moment and memory, living and participating in everything that’s asked of me, trying every food, taking in every smell (even the awful ones), and making the most of each moment but I still can’t believe that one month of my time here has passed. Although, seeing how much I’ve grown, accomplished, witnessed, and been apart of in just one month makes me all the more excited to see what God will do in the next 5 months. To think my time has just begun and God has so much more in store for these ladies, for Kate and I, and for the teams coming to serve with this ministry makes my heart soar.

I’ll give you a glimpse into what my day to day looks like here every week. Monday-Friday, 9:30-5:30, we’re in the office with the ladies. Worship and morning devotionals, this month we’ve been talking about purpose, English lessons, Bengali lessons, and of course their jewelry making are all apart of their time in the office. The amount of time they use though to pour into these ladies spiritually is truly what sets this ministry apart from so many. When there was a concern in the community, we just finished work early and went and prayed as we walked around the community. Their schedule is up to God and in every moment the staff and the ladies are waiting to hear from him. The ladies are so special. They have a joy about them that’s contagious. I would love to share stories with you to show you where God’s brought them but they’re not my stories to tell. While some of the stories are devastating and hard to hear and take in you wouldn’t know they come from that from the way they worship the Lord in the morning. The thoughts of those things in their background wouldn’t cross your mind when you saw the way they cry out to God on behalf of their families and friends in the community. You wouldn’t be able to tell from the way they proclaim the Lord’s goodness more than any middle class american with an effortless life. That past doesn’t define them so it’s not up to me to share, these ladies are not victims they are warrior princesses. They’re not a pity story they’re an encouragement to my faith and the way they love and serve inspires the way I want to live and serve. What happened in their past isn’t apart of the picture anymore because they are learning to live in their new life in Christ and take advantage of the freedom he gives them.

Saturday is house church out in the red light community. One of the JIAC ladies uses her home as a meeting place for this care group and it’s such a blessing and it’s truly growing despite opposition from the enemy. I’ve been working with the kids program and it’s been so good. There have been some hard weeks where a handful of the kids are a little wild, but it’s just their reality, they don’t know better but they’re learning! These kids are so hungry for some Jesus and it’s such a blessing to sit with them. We’ve been singing the song Break Every Chain during morning devotionals where the lyrics say, “There’s an army rising up to break every chain.” These children are that army rising up. If this generation grows up in the gospel and walking in the way of the Lord just think of the generational chains they’ll break in their community. I truly believe that pouring into these kids now, even when it’s hard, is something I want to be apart of because I believe they can truly change their communities for the Lord. One of the girls who works with us has been in charge of that and she walks with such authority and the kids have so much respect for her so I can’t wait to see how the Lord uses her and these kids.

While that was more of an overview and not super specific you get a good glimpse of what all’s been going on here in India and I can’t thank those of you who have been supporting me financially and in prayer enough! I wish I could get every second of January back and hold it a little longer but I’m so excited to take February day by day and taste and see what else the Lord has in store. How I need him here in ways I truly don’t back home. It’s so beautiful to be completely run down and exhausted, to pour myself out so it’s truly him flowing through me and loving on these people in a way I couldn’t in my own strength. I’m seeing so much of his heart for justice, for the world, and for these people. I’ve been so blessed by my hosts and the way they love each other and the way they’ve served and taken care of me. Also I bought all my produce for a week for less than $5 USD so that’s a big reason as to why I wish I could just stay forever.

YES

We’ve hit the week mark! One week until I embark on this adventure finally! I’ll be boarding a plane and actually going to this place to hug the necks of these people you’ve been hearing so much about and I’ve been preparing for so long for! It sounds a bit cliche to say this but in a few ways it holds true, so much of my life has been setting me up and preparing me for this mid term mission! When I was in 8th grade and God so strongly impressed the people of India on my heart, when I had just turned 15 and I looked a girl in the eyes of the same age that experienced tragedy I couldn’t even fathom and promised I’d return, when next year I returned and got to hug her neck, God knew. When I was asked to lead student worship on a week to week basis…and was absolutely terrified, he knew what a big part music would play in this internship where part of my job description is a daily worship time and devotional and teaching the women to express themselves creatively.

For me this was an easy yes! God said go and looking back at everything leading up to this it was easy to say “SEND ME!” I’m so thankful for everyone else that said yes to their calling by supporting me and this cause financially, hosting prayer nights or simply just praying when this crossed your mind, or said an encouraging word in passing or posted on facebook. If  you hadn’t said yes to things that seemed silly or random I wouldn’t be getting on a plane in a week! I’m so glad we serve a God of details who gave us each different gifts, resources, and hearts, that when we work for the glory of his kingdom we help each other out. We need each other!

At a winter retreat when I was in 7th grade my small group leader was a college student who had just graduated and gotten back from her senior mission trip to Kolkota! She served at mother theresa’s and worked at some aftercare homes during her trip! She spoke with such passion and love for these people and this cause that I listened to her for hours! I was so inspired by the heart she had for this! I can’t imagine what my life would look like if she had said no to that calling. I can’t imagine what my life would look like if I had said no!

Why do we say no so often? Time? Money? Energy? Resources? Fear? Doubt? Age? I’ve definitely used all these excuses and more once or twice and it sounds kinda silly telling God he can’t use me because I’m a little busy this week or I’d rather go to chickfila again then click on that GoFund me link for a friend’s mission trip. We serve a God of miracles and provision first of all that always provides a way. If he has clearly called you to something you will be financially provided for, your visa will be approved, or whatever it is. He doesn’t change his mind when he’s made clear how to share the gospel and grow the kingdom. Now that isn’t to say it’s always the easiest or most comfortable way to live but it is possible and you will thrive in him.

I’m not saying I’m some kind of hero or super Christian because I’ll be living overseas for a little bit. In fact most days I feel exact opposite and there are plenty of no’s I regret. I’m not needed to accomplish the work that needs done over there, but I am honored to have been chosen to be even a small part of it. We’re all chosen to be apart of spreading the power of the gospel. I’ve learned though that if I say no God will still accomplish what he set out to do. I’m not hindering the Lord’s plans in any way, but I so desperately want to be apart of them, that’s something I do not want to have chosen to miss out on.

I can’t wait to share stories with you all and ask for your continuous prayer and support! I ask that you pray to that God would be clear on what your next step is and then I’ll be praying that you say yes! Your yes not only affects your personal walk and growth but the walks of your brother’s and sisters! I can’t wait to go share the gospel in another language to a people I’ve slowly fallen in love with and I’m so glad there’s so many apart of this who have fallen in love with this place and this cause too! Love you all and I can’t wait to write again from India!!!! ONE WEEK!

Jehova Jira

Jehova Jira-The Lord will provide. Yaweh will provide. Not Rachael working hard enough or hoping enough something happens or doing everything in her power to make things appear. The Lord will provide.

So with everything going on and all the financial preparation that goes with preparing to leave the country for 6 months I’ve been a little short on funds. I hate fundraising. I hate asking people for money….again. I think I mostly hate admitting I need help, I hate admitting I can’t work for all of it or get it all on my own will. I’m a bit self-reliant and independent. I also have a bad habit of doubting God, that he’s capable of coming through. There’s not a doubt in my mind that this internship is what I’m supposed to be doing but there’s a doubt in my mind that God will get me there? How does that make sense? It doesn’t. I’m an idiot and God has a great sense of humor.

I had to turn in my deposit fee for the trip! I had the money ready for that, cool, good to go. I needed to get my passport renewed ASAP, scheduled an appointment as soon as I could, great. It was $150, I didn’t have that. I didn’t get paid for another week and just turned in my trip money. Here comes God’s great humor. I posted on Facebook just for prayer and discernment, for focus on God and not money, I posted asking for help. Within the next 24 hours the money was there no questions asked and my soul was relieved. There are some pretty great people who have my back and I can’t thank them enough for their  obedience. WOW.

God’s pulled through every time and I still get nervous about him providing what I need to go where I know he’s called me.

“And my God will supply all your needs according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.” (Phlp 4:19)

“For every animal of the forest is Mine, the cattle on a thousand hills.” (Ps 50:10)

I try to do everything on my own and deny others the opportunity to use their gifts and serve the way God calls them. Why do I insist on hindering my brothers and sisters constantly? It’s like telling them their gifts aren’t as cool or as special or useful as mine. Which is in no way true or what I think, but it’s how I act. We all have the same God and the same purpose.

“There are different gifts but the same spirit. There are different ministries, but the same Lord. And there are different activities, but the same God activates each gift in each person.” (1 Cor 12:4-6)

I asked God to send me

“Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying: Who should I send? Who will go for Us? I said: Here I am. SEND ME.” (Isaiah 6:8)

And he did!

“Jesus said to the again, “Peace to you! As the Father has sent Me, I also send you.”” (John 20:21)

“Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe everything I commanded you. And remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age.” (Matthew 38:19-20)

“But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you, and you will be My witnesses in Jerusalem, in all Judea, and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.” (Acts 1:8)

I’ve seen him work miracles in the money that he sends. I’ve seen him rescue girls from slavery. I’ve seen him father the orphan and show love to the untouchables. I’ve seen him talk to the “not so cool” kid and give words to those who had nothing to say. There’s story after story in the Bible of how he pulls through. Even in my own life I’ve seen it and I’m still so tempted to look away and fight for things my own way.

I just want to say thank you to those of you are first of all, lifted my financial burden this week. I can’t thank you enough! And secondly, I want to say sorry for my lack of faith. Life is hard and I’m human. I can’t. God can. I might just start letting him.

They will be radiant because of the Lord’s goodness

So, three blogs over the course of two weeks is actually really good for me. I’m quite proud of myself in that aspect. I’m writing this one in Kolkota, and some on the plane where the whole team got upgraded..for free…to business class. Joy Jeshu!! What a crazy blessing and what a fun time we’ve all had together up in business class to end the trip. The perfect finale to a race well run. This team has been such a blessing to me firstly. We had so much fun in our room all week, Mama Christine, Mama Karen and I. Everyone has gotten along so well and had something so different and unique to offer. They made me feel like an equal and a cherished princess and I’m so thankful for the way they served each other and I’ve loved getting to know every person on this awesome team.

 This trip has been so unique and so set apart from any other trip to India I’ve been apart of. As we spent the last day with the Jewels in a crown ladies we just spent the morning worshiping with them and then they did a dance for the team. I was just so overwhelmed by love for these ladies. The fire they have for Christ, the heart they have for their families and communities, the courage they have to go and love Jesus was inspiring and such a blessing. We took them to lunch our last day there and using almost no English, I had such fun with them. We just got to laugh and have fun and giggle, and they are so silly and so much fun. My heart was overflowing with joy seeing thejoy they have even though their lives and situation give them every reason and opportunity to deny themselves that joy and happiness. Of all the places in the world, I’m so thankful I’ll be interning with this organization and getting to love on and encourage these ladies.

   The Lord wrote a song through these ladies this week. His name was proclaimed in the midst of Kalighat, where people were lined up to give offerings and sacrifices to their goddess. We were worshipping in a building only a few feet from the river where they used to sacrifice babies and throw them in. He brought laughter to the hopeless. A young lady who still hasn’t accepted Christ stepped up and led worship and wrote a line in Hindi for the song we wrote. He showed up through drums, through paint, through beautiful dances, through Bible journaling, through singing, through repurposed trash! He showed up in giggles and laughter. He made himself know in smiles of the broken and in prayers of the unworthy. 

How unworthy we are to bow at his throne and yet how much he loves us. How little we have to offer and yet he uses our insufficiencies and shines through the gifts he’s given us. Thank you Lord for music, no matter what language, what kind, where you are it touches people and speaks to people in a way nothing else in the world does. It was so cool to see a new friend of ours, Jordan Raycroft (look him up he’s amazing), put on a concert a church in Kolkota and see how many people showed up and heard the gospel. So neat to see a new sweet sister who’s going to Bethel this fall, sing lyrics for the song we wrote on behalf of these ladies knowing she grew up with them. These past two weeks reminded me of why I fell in love with music and really rekindled a dying flame of a spirit of worship.

“…you will take up your tambourines again and go out in joyful dancing! For this is what the Lord says:

Sing with joy for Jacob; shout for the chief of the nations! Proclaim, praise, and say,’Lord, save your people, the remnant of Israel.’

They will come and sing songs of joy on the heights of Zion. They will be radiant because of the Lord’s goodness. The young women will dance for joy, and the men, old and young- will join in the celebration! I will comfort them and exchange their sorrow for rejoicing!” (Jeremiah 31)

Sing your song, dance your dance, tell your tale

Wow. Where to begin? We’ve been working at Jewels in a crown these last few days doing a worship art workshop. Everything from singing, to dancing, to painting, to boomwhackers and percussion games, to bible art journaling, to making cross art out of trash has gone on this week. It’s been amazing to see these ladies, freed from slavery, living in the freedom of Christ learning all sorts of ways. I’ve never worshipped like this before, I’ve never felt so connected to my brothers and sisters in Christ while leading worship then I have this week. The Lord is working in the hearts of these ladies as we get to be a small part of watching them prepare to testify and share the love and freedom Christ brings for themselves with those around them. This has been by far the best trip I’ve ever been on. We’ve written a song with the ladies and it’s all their words, their thoughts and I can’t wait for everyone to hear it. While we were having songwriting session yesterday I just wept as I listened to them talk. I express myself through song, I’ve grown up performing, I’ve been writing  since junior high, it’s how I share with God and others what’s on my heart, and the way these ladies were doing just that so spoke to my heart. I can’t wait for everyone to hear it. These words came straight from them. This is their story, what they want the world to know about JIAC, Jesus, and themselves and I’m so honored to be even a small part of this.

I can’t even describe everything that’s happened and how all the Lord has showed up but its been the best trip so far I’ve ever been on. The ladies are so joyful and so funny. One girl, when I was telling her I’ll be back for her in January, told me, I’ll go back to America, get married, have four kids and them come back, it’s been a running joke with the ladies now. They’ll just come up to me and show me the number four on their hands giggle and walk off. It’s so fun to have these memories with these ladies and get to come back and spend an extended amount of time. I’m so excited to have gotten to know them and be able to pray for them, and then come back and see how those prayers have been answered. Wow, what a cool oppurtunity. As I was learning to make chai with one of the staff members today she was saying no other intern has had that oppurtunity. So cool how God is preparing me.

Last night we had the most incredible worship night with the team, the family who lives here as full time missionaries, and their really cool interns. Tonight we ordered in Chinese and had a movie night. This trip is just so fun. It’s been hard work but God has made it so enjoyable. 

Tomorrow we go to an Indian recording studio (Yay!) and record the new song!! So stinkin excited!!! Thanks so much for your prayers!!!!

Fifth time’s a charm

As I write this I’m sitting on an all too crowded plane with not so very pleasant foodand some random child sleeping on my shoulder the whole time and I’m not sure what time or day it is but I do know by the time I can actually post this I’ll be in one of my very favorite places in the whole wide world, Kolkota, India!!! After these two travel days I’ve been so blessed by this awesome team and I can’t wait to serve along side them! There are some amazing people on this team that are all crazy creative, gifted, and talented in such unique ways! 

   This is my fifth time back to India and I’m pumped! We’re working mainly with the organization I’ll be interning with in January!!! This trip is so timely and helpful in that I’ll be getting to meet everyone, have face to face conversations with people, and get a good idea about what the first five months of 2016 are going to look like!!

    Even after the few meetings and planning I already know this will be such a trip of joy! The suitcases jingle when you roll them from all the fun instruments we’ve crammed in there. Everyone on this team is so excited and encouraging, the women and children we’re working with are anticipating our arrival and this is just a fun trip! Sure, it will be a lot of hard work, it will be hot, I’m more emotionally raw then I’ve ever been having left the day of my Papaw’s funeral, but this trip will be full of joy. Firstly, for me, because my papaw loved  traveling and mission trips more than anyone I know and I’m so excited to honor and remember him in the way he would have been proudest of. Secondly, our tasks there in include a worship arts camp! 10 days of music, songs, dance, art, crafts, and bible stories from the Bible of strong, influential women who lived set apart for Christ. This is my kind of deal!!!

Here’s where to come to check up on the team and hear about the trip but if I get lazy and slack on the posting look out for our incredibly gorgeous and talented team leader, Kay’s, blog and updates on the Go Beyond Kolkota page!!!

Home sweet home

Home. I guess if you know anything about me, or if you’ve ever even met me, within the first few conversations I’ll tell you my home is in India. If you don’t know me or have never met me now you know. Kolkata, India. My heart starts longing for it just at the name. Whenever I see Indian people in the grocery store I want to go hug them….I might also stalk them a little bit and happen to end up in the aisle with foreign food in hopes I’ll run into them again. But that’s beside the point, point is its home and I miss it a lot.

I’ve been to India four times now. Three times now I’ve travelled to Kolkata, with a fourth trip this summer, and one trip to New Delhi. I love it more than I can express with words. I felt a calling to go when I was 14 to work with girls and women and children and I fell deeply and madly in love. I fell in love with the girls we worked with; I fell in love with the people selling food and flowers on the streets. I fell in love with the culture; with the colors and noise….I even grew to miss the smells…well, just a little.  I’ve been going every year since that 14 year old girl got her heartstrings tugged a little bit. Sure, it was scary. Most new things are, but if we never step out in faith we’ll never know what all we’re missing out on!

I just graduated high school and am now saving up and making plans to move to Kolkata in January for a bit longer than the two week mission trips we take once a year. I’m planning to stay about 4-5 months at the moment. Wow, that’s scary and while there’s so much I’m nervous about I can’t wait to go. I was talking to my translator on Skype who’s become a good friend of mine and she said something about being yourself and the pressure society can put on you that I wanted to share with you. It kind of perfectly describes how I feel about India and what makes it home to me.

“It’s funny, there are no rules really…or at least nobody follows them. You don’t have to walk a certain way or talk a certain way. Be whatever you want and be completely yourself and that’s what people love you for. Just be yourself. That’s what India’s all about.”

I loved that. Golly. I really love that. I always tell my close friends that I wish I could be here in Texas the person I am in India. I wish I always felt the freedom to be that spirited and compassionate, that I could always be unashamedly me. But there really is so much pressure this day and age that I’ve given into. It’s posted on every magazine. It’s hidden in every TV show and movie. It’s walking the halls of every high school even and whispered in the church pews. It’s saying that YOU are never good enough, that something about you isn’t quite right. The sad thing is, we believe it. I’ve believed it. I spend so much time trying to get back to India and talking about how much better India is and who I am in India because I love who I get to be in India…ME. How foolish I’ve been, while yes, I am called to India and will still continue to go and I can’t wait to grow and fall even more in love with it, I could have had all that here this whole time. Why didn’t I listen to who God said I was here at home in Houston? Why do we all care so much?

It wasn’t India that made me be completely me. It wasn’t the people there or the silly games we played all over. It wasn’t the stage I sung on. It was me being completely dependent on God. I needed him there desperately. I was scared some days, I was always exhausted and he gave me joy and strength every morning. Our leader would always say to us on the days we were most tired, “I know you’re tired and exhausted but you’re at your best because you can do absolutely nothing. These are the days you have to be completely dependent on Christ and he can work through you.” She was right! Those were our best ministry days! We have that here. In our homes…locally! I’m a very mission minded person so I’ve had to train my mind to think this way. But I can be the person I love being…myself, when I let God work through me. I don’t have to travel the world to have that.  How foolish and how selfish I’ve been.

india me

Just me doing my Indian thing in traditional dress. A sari. Namastae.

Let me challenge you this week to think of what’s holding you back from being completely yourself; from being joyful and honest. It might not be a bad thing, I’m definitely not asking you to eradicate it but I’m asking you to ask God to shine through you and make you dependent on him. I’m asking you to find your identity in Christ first, not in a place, a person, a phrase, an activity, or even a ministry.  Why keep waiting for that something when God has had his arm outstretched, offering you this freedom all along?

Royal lessons

Growing up is something I’ve always looked forward to. Oh to be an adult, a grown woman with my dream career, maybe my dream husband, a brilliant carefree life. I’ll be ready to take on the world when I’m older, I thought. Well, needless to say, the path to becoming an adult was not all I made it out to be. Preparing for the end of high school and the world outside of that has been trying. Granted, I’ve been given more opportunities and responsibilities but it’s still just as hard deciding what I actually want to do with my life!

Ever since I was little I wanted to be a singer. I wanted to tour the world, and make music, and sing on talk shows, and have my very own song played on the radio. I still want that very badly but as I understand more I understand how difficult and impossible this dream seems. I was becoming so obsessed with working to make this a reality that I’ve slowly been forgetting that “I can do ALL things through Christ who gives me strength.” (Phil 4:13) I was trying too hard to be grown up and realistic about this that I almost forgot about the little girl in 3rd grade who’s first show was a Christmas program. That little girl loved to sing just because it was the only time she ever felt true to herself. That little girl grew to love worshipping through music because it was when she felt closest to God. That little girl loved using the talent she was given for his glory. When I remember that little girl that’s when I’m truly most successful with my music.

For those of you that don’t me, I have the best job in the whole wide world. I’m a princess! I dress up and go to parties as Snow White, or Queen Elsa and sing and play and dance and have a royal blast. As I did a party tonight I was taught a little lesson that I want to share with you all. When I walk in as Queen Elsa these kids are so excited! The real Queen Elsa of Arendelle, here! “Elsa, where’s Olaf?” “Wow Elsa, I’m glad you learned to control your magic!” “Elsa, you and Princess Anna look so pretty.” These little girls begin to talk to you just as if you’re the real Elsa! Because to them you are! Some little girls need convincing but the way these kids believe is so innocent. It reminded me of the child like faith Jesus talks about in Matthew 18 and 19.

“I assure you,” He said, “unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” (Matt 18:3)

“Then Jesus said, ‘Leave the children alone, and don’t try to keep them from coming to Me, because the kingdom of heaven is made up of people like this.” (Matt 19:14)

Wow, the way Jesus treasured these children is so beautiful to me. Children are reckless and hyper sometimes, I have four younger siblings, I’m aware, Children are also humble, and teachable. They believe without questioning and they trust so willingly. If we humbled ourselves to the Lord as children do, if we took up a teachable spirit, if we were fully trusting in the Lord and his plan for our lives would our faith walk look any different? Hecks to the yes!

I’m challenging myself and all of you this week to take on a childlike spirit, one of innocence and trust and walk with the Lord this week, fully dependent on him to take care of our needs. It’s funny because the older I find myself getting the more childlike I find I need to be sometimes. So, thanks Queen Elsa for that gentle nudge tonight.