Colleen Foley - The World Race 2007

To walk me through...

Tue, 6 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT

Some days I feel like I would give absolutely anything to have one more day on the World Race with my team. Some mornings I wake up and before I open my eyes, I desperately hope that I will wake up in a tree house in Thailand...in a hostel in China...in a guest house in the Philippeans....

When I travel on an airplane...I miss having 25 friends to travel with. When I go to sleep, I miss having five of my best friends to pray with.

Today is one of those days...

Last night I had a dream. I didn't remember it until half way through the day, but as I remembered it fully I started to cry. I had a dream that everyday I had to walk through a haunted house to get to my normal life. It was dark, there were evil people coming after me...and when I got through it I reached a sunny day with no pain. Every night I would have to exit through the haunted house. Everyday I would dread going though the house, but Sarah Burrows was always there, to take my arm and walk me through. And every night she was there to meet me to walk me through the house again. Everyday I was less and less afraid because I knew she would be there to walk me through.

That's the friendship God has given us. And that's the way it continues...

Thank you, Sarah...I love you.

The Story

Mon, 15 Dec 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Saturday, December 13, 2008

It's 1 am and I'm still shaking. I think I'm still in shock. Today was the best day of my entire life. The man of my dreams asked me to marry him! I never could have dreamt up a more amazing man to be in my life. I never could have dreamt up a better story for God to write us. I never could have dreamt up a better way for him to ask me to be his wife. I never could have dreamt up a more beautiful ring.

This morning I slept in, watched Saved By the Bell with Christie and Jackie and enjoyed my morning. I had a good devotional and felt like the Lord was really working in my heart. Then, I called my friend Sheena (who had called me the night before, and decided to go with her to Laguna beach. It was her idea, and my favorite beach...and it worked out perfectly. I invited Christie and we went to Chino to meet up with Sheena. We stopped at Golden Spoon and had some amazing frozen yogert. Sheena had previously thought it would be fun to try Geo Chaching (basically a scavenger hunt hobby where you try to find a treasure by using the coordinates). The World Racer in me thought it was a fun/adventurous idea and we had discussed wanting to try it before...so we went for it! We followed the directions to the coordinates...we stopped at a weirdly expensive toll booth and as Sheena handed to toll man the dollar bills, the bills went flying in the wind and Christie and Sheena got out of the car and chased them down. We were cracking up, but the toll man was not amused. The combination of our histarical laughter and his stone cold face made us laugh harder! We continued on.

We parked at Laguna beach and did the rest on foot. We followed the directions and had to trespass through a construction zone, hop fences, and climb down to the beach...

We were looking for a cove. We walked across the sand onto the rocks. I looked at the sky and yelled "MOM!!" There were these beautiful rays coming out of the clouds (which is always a sign to me that my mom is with me)...usually it's one ray, but this was like 500. Sheena took a picture of me hugging my mom... :)

Then, we went around the corner, and then another corner looking for the cove. All of the sudden we saw a blanket with all kinds of things on it...a laptop playing music, chocolate, Swedish fish scattered everywhere, hot chocolate, a journal....at first I said "lets walk around" thinking we should give people their privacy. Then I realized there was no one there, and I said "who would leave their lap top out here?" As we walked closer...I realized, it was Danny's pillow. Danny's journal. All my favorite things. I started shaking. "Where's Danny?! " I yelled, so excited to see him!

Sheena told me to sit down and read his journal...I was shaking and so excited to see Danny...the wind was blowing all the pages so I didn't know which one to read...I said, "should I really read his journal...last time I did that I had to confess to him that I read a page!" Sheena laughed and said "he left it there for you to read." I looked across the beach and I saw Danny walking out on a big rock ledge...smiling. He looked so handsome. So calm. I was so excited to see him. He walked closer to me, gave me a hug, and told me to read the journal entry from a year ago today. So I did. I was so nervous/excited that it took me a while to read the whole page...it was all about how much he loved me, and how he knew he was going to marry me one day.

I turned around to look at him and he was down on one knee smiling, holding out a gorgeous ring. I smiled at him in shock...and he said "Will you marry me?" And I said, "of course I will!" Then came the tears!

He sat me down, took off my shoes and socks, and washed my feet. As he washed my feet he told me how much he loves me. That he would die for me. That he is commited to me and would do anything for me. He said he loves who I am, the way I look at him, the way I love him, the way I love God, and the way I love others....(he said other things but I was too in shock to remember them all!). As he was saying all this...our song with very much significance was playing
("Nothing Else I need" by Jeremy Camp).

He put my socks and shoes back on, we hugged and talked. Sheena took our picture around the beach. We went back to the blanket and he made hot chocolate. We headed back up and Sheena gave me a dress, shoes and coat to wear...because of more surprises.

As we walked to what I thought was going to be Danny's car...we ended up at a Vespa (moto) he rented (to recreate an afternoon in the Philippines)! He took me to a coffee shop. We sat and enjoyed ourselves and called our parents. Then, we headed to Target to get some gloves (the moto ride was chilly)...and what's a night without Target J! Then we headed to Villa Nova...the best Italian restaurant in Orange County. It overlooked a lake and Balboa Island. It was beautiful...live music, Christmas lights, amazing food. We had a wonderful meal, prayed together, cried together, danced a little. It was amazing. After dinner we took a chilly moto ride back to the rental place. And he drove me home. And here I am in my PJ's, still shaking with excitement and staring at my beautiful ring. I love him..I am so excited to be his wife.

Faces

Mon, 15 Sep 2008 00:00:00 GMT

It's been a while since I've written....
because it's hard to know what to say
While traveling the world, my world was rocked....
While loving others, my heart was healed a little more each day

Restoration.

God gave me a family...five people to share life with
More of Him and less of ourselves was our prayer....
In the midst of this somewhere...
I lost myself and gained so much more

Redemption.

God searched my heart
Continually brought things to surface

Painful process...
...but then there was freedom.

He took me to places, I never thought I would go,

physically and spiritually.

Words can't do justice the places I've been...
My tears don't even begin to show the overwhelming grace I've breathed in.
I lay in bed at night and close my eyes...
From country to country, these faces I see...
...they still break me.

Transfer it Lord...to my daily life here.
Don't let it die, this fire in me.

I feel it flare up, and then die down...

stir it up Lord...I still want more.

No matter where I am,
No matter what I do.

I just want more...

so much more of You.

A Refrigerator Speaks

Wed, 9 Jul 2008 00:00:00 GMT

People often say you can tell a lot about a person by looking at their refrigerator....

In the case of Dick Rutgers, his refrigerator speaks volumes....but it is only a glimpse...

My time in Antigua, Guatamala was incredible...and although I have been gone for over a week....I am still learning and in awe of the amazing experience I had there. I can honestly say that the main reason the few weeks I spent there changed my life was because of the way God works through a man named Dick Rutgers.

Dick is a single, middle-aged, American man who has a huge heart and a strong desire to change lives. His desire is so strong that he moved from his comfortable home in America five years ago to live in Guatamala and minister to disabled people of all ages, and the children of a poor neighborhood he resides in. He is a father to the fatherless, a shoulder to cry on, a hand to feed those who cannot feed themselves; he loves the forgotten, educates the uneducated, and prays for the wounded. He has changed hundreds of lives, he provides medical attention to people who cannot afford it, he saves dying children from slums, he shelters those who are wandering....the list goes on. As we were able to spend time with him and get a glimpse into his life...there were times I sat back and watched this humble man and had tears streaming down my face. I believe my view of God's character has expanded because of knowing this man...and I am forever thankful for the time I was able to see how much one person can impact the World.

Dick loves his life. After a few days of seeing how much each day of his entails, I asked him if he ever wished he had more "time to himself"...he told me, "when God calls you to something, He never makes you miserable, He just changes your perspective." This statement is so evident in his life. His joy and love for each day was incredible to see, and it is clear that everything he does is for the Glory of God and an outpouring of his love for Him and God's children.

His refrigerator tells a story...covered with Father's Day cards, report cards, pictures of him and his children of Guatamala....elementary drawings of him with children all around him....a glimpse into the life of a humble, middle-aged man, who is in love with Jesus and in love with seeing God's children experience the same love.

Check out Dick's blog

"He is not a fool who gives up what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose." Jim Elliot

Last leg of the journey...

Wed, 9 Jul 2008 00:00:00 GMT

I can't believe this amazing year is coming to an end. We are in our final destination, ministering in a small community in Hondouras called Los Pinos. We have been here for one week and we are working with a missionary, Tony Deine, a friend of Danny's from Salt Lake City, Utah. Tony has lived here over a year, working with a church called Iglesia Tranformacion. He has an amazing gift with children, and focuses much of his time reaching out to this community in any way possible; from feeding programs, to helping in the schools, taking kids on fun day trips, to teaching English classes....any possible way he can meet physical needs, while sharing the love of Christ and meeting spiritual needs.

During our time here, we have been helping with the feeding program, spending time with families in the community, working on a shelving/organizing project for the church's donation center, and having fun together and enjoying our final weeks together as a team. We are thankful to be here, thankful to be together for one final stretch of time, and we are praying that the Lord will give us the strength and the joy to finish strong. I love my team, I have loved this year, and I can't begin to express how thankful I am for how the Lord has been working in my life, and in the lives of those around me. As the end of this stage of my life is drawing near, God is drawing me close to Himself and reminding me that just as he has faithfully guided me every step thus far, He will guide me through the next...

...more blogs to come...

Extrava-TIGUA!!!

Tue, 24 Jun 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Welcome to the Antigua Guatemala Installment of the Colleen and Sarah Photo extravaGANZAS!

This month we left the the guys behind for some manistry time. We have no idea what has happened after the taking of this photo and we may be better off that way...

The 4 Team LESS girls, Traci and Krystle from Ignite and 5/6 of the Beloved Ones headed to Antigua

After 10 months of traveling we found that many of us fit right in with the backpackers... and others found their flair for Guatemalan Culture... well maybe just one in particular.

Antigua is a BEAUTIFUL city with many historical sights, cobblestone roads, old cathedrals... and adorable elderly people.

Here are several photos from around town:

One morning a group of us headed up to Pacaya, an active volcano only 2 hours from our little city!

Jackie, Sarah and Lindsey in front of the Volcano... and the whole group of World Race hikers.

Parts of the rock were hot enough to do this to marshmallows... and to the soles of shoes if you dont step carefully!

There were a few close calls... but we all made it back safely.

We spent time in a hospital for mentally disabled children and adults. We made lots of great friends with the amazing women and children who live there.

Colleen and Gloria... who loved her makeup and always had lots of jewelry on display

Krystle and Lupe with her award winning smile

Kari and Gloria hugging over our lunch outting to a local chicken restaurant

Jackie and Rufina became instant friends

The whole group on our way back from lunch

Every day it was amazing to see local people and missionaries spreading love around the hospital

This is Dick playing with Byron in the park. There is not nearly enough space here to explain how much we love him and how wonderful he is... consider this a sneak peak into future blogs.

a great candid shot of Lindsey loving life in Antigua

Lest you should think we forgot... here are some of the unique sights from our time in Antigua

When our friend refused a photo with Colleen for the third or fourth time... she decided to take matters into her own hands... and chase him through the streets

One day there was a party slash competition at the hospital. From what we can gather... people were divided into colored teams with mascots... and then completed tasks all over the hospital. Here you will see Team Bear crossing the pool and Team Construction Paper Donkey running off to their next event.

What competition would be complete without a rainy character dance-off in the courtyard...

At first glance... Sarah thought she was looking back in time when a bumble bee came running by.... but in fact, they actually made more than one bumble bee costume for children... to be worn by adults.

Finally, there was a concert at the hospital one afternoon... and much to our surprise and enjoyment we found out that Willy Nelson doubles as a xylophone enthusiast in Antigua.

Well, thats all for now... see you at the next... extravaGANZA!!

He always will

Tue, 24 Jun 2008 00:00:00 GMT

My mom used to tell me that when I was little I used to sit at the kitchen table, color in my coloring book, and make up songs about how much I love Jesus....and I would just sing to Jesus and be in my own little world. When she told me this in high school...I remember feeling so sad, wondering where this little girl's faith went.

There have been times in my life I have questioned God's existence. There have times I wished he was true, but felt like I couldn't believe. I couldn't believe because of the pain, I couldn't believe because of the unfairness...the people in my life that truly loved Him, I believed He treated unfairly. I was stuck. Deep down, I yearned for there to be a true God. But, I fought it.

I fought it because I was scared of what it would require. What if it's true? That would be a hard pill to swallow and a life change I was not ready for. But why was it so scary?

I grew up desiring the sincerity and love for God my Mother and Grandmother had....but I always felt like it missed me...that I would never fully understand that kind of faith. I gave up. I went my own way...hoping to find my joy in friends, partying, popularity...it wasn't there. I tried making myself read the Bible, forcing myself to be a "good" person, and then failing over and over again. It wasn't there. All of this actually pushed me more in the opposite direction.

Whether you turn from the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you saying, "This is the way; walk in it." Isaiah 30:21

I was in high school, in the midst of pain from divorce and the death of my mother....giving up on the belief in God....and there He was. It was then, that I realized He was there all along.

It was the love of His children that first drew me in. My sophomore year of high school I moved to Arizona and met Kyle, one of my first friends at my new school who was different than any friends I have ever had. He and his friends loved each other, loved people, and loved God. They weren't annoying about it, they didn't shove it down my throat, and I was actually drawn to whatever it was that was different about them. I went to youth group with them one night, and it was there that I first saw God inside of people. As I watched over 200 high schoolers singing to God, it was then that I first truly believed He was there and that He loved the voices of His children.

It brought me to tears. And the fact that I was crying made me cry more. For so long, I was stone cold to God....but in that moment, I knew He was real; I knew that night was the beginning of something much bigger.

Some people in my life didn't understand what had taken place in my heart, and I had a difficult time trying to explain it....but deep down I knew it was real, and I knew it was never going to leave. They thought it would wear away....fade...they told me I was too extreme. God told me to just keep walking with Him...He promised He would show me the way.

And He has...He is...and He always will.

I met a backpacker from Holland in a little coffee shop in Antigua. As she told me about her life, I started to see how much she was fighting God's existence in her life. She told me stories of times where she wanted to believe, but just couldn't. As she shared, I silently prayed that one day...the fight would be over. I prayed for surrender to His voice....and that she would walk in the way He desires to take her.

The love of the Father never runs out. He loves His children and simply wants us to love him back. A relationship with Jesus is not for certain people. It's not just for people raised in church...it's not just for people who seem like they have their lives together....it's not just for clean cut people who never break the rules.....a relationship with Jesus is for God's children.

Lord, I pray that we would all long to hear Your voice, and walk with you through life. I pray for each person reading this, that you would remind them today how much you love them and how much you simply desire them to love you back. Thank you, Lord, for the opportunity, as Your children, to have a relationship with You.

Face-to-Face With the Forgotten

Wed, 18 Jun 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Lord,

I thank you for this day. I thank you for our time at the hospital. I felt emotionally drained today...Lord, I pray that you would strengthen me. Give me strength tomorrow. My heart broke today. I cannot believe people live like this. They are so starved of affection and love. It is so hard to see girls my age living like vegetables. Lord....why? Why do they have to live like this? As I walk through the hospital halls...all I hear is your still-small voice asking, "Do you trust Me?" Its a hard question to swallow. Lord, for years I have prayed for my heart to break for the things that break Your heart....and here I am, face-to-face with it...and I am tempted to despair and doubt Your goodness. I repent of this Lord...and I answer "yes" to Your question. I trust You. You are good and I love You. You love these people...they are Your children and You have not forgotten them. They are beautiful. You are with them. Your presence is in this hospital. Thank You Lord...I love you....

This is an exerpt from my journal last night...I am currently in Antigua, Guatamala for 12 days. A group of seven girls are staying here and volunteering at a Catholic Hospital for disabled people of all ages. There are over 200 residents of this hospital, and their disabilites range from being bed-ridden, mal-nourished, mentally ill, mentally disabled....the list goes on. In Guatamalan society, it is majorly looked down upon to have a child who is mentally or physically handicap. Many parents abandon their handicap children, or fail to take care of them and let them die. This hospital takes in the children (and adults) and takes care of them. There are so many residents and not enough care-takers, so many of them are in bed all day, without people interacting with them...let alone loving on them and being their friend. We are thankful for the opportunity to be here, to spend time with these amazing people, and we pray that through this, they will experience the love of Christ.

Although we are only here for a short time, and this is only my second day in the hospital...I can already see how it is changing me. I am spending time with a percentage of the population who are forgotten. The more parts of the world God shows me, the more I am realizing how much denial I have been living in. Its so easy to turn away and not acknowledge the parts of the world that hurt to see, the people who make me uncomfortable, the areas I dont want to believe really exist. And here I am, in the middle of it, and I am faced with a choice. When I walk into this hospital, I can either shut off my emotions and be numb, or open up my heart and experience where the Lord has brought me. Its so tempting to shut down when I am afraid of pain...a pattern I have noticed throughout my life. But as I look into the eyes of these girls, I cant shut down. God is breaking my heart for these people, and it is the answer to prayers I have prayed for years. When I trust Him, and open up my heart...it is there that I find true joy and faith.

Lord, bless this hospital and shower the people inside with Your love and grace.

Pana-MANIA extrava-GANZA!

Mon, 16 Jun 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Our team recently spent 2 amazing weeks in Panama. We hope these pictures will give you some insight into our experiences.

... so welcome to the latest Colleen and Sarah photo extravaGANZA!

Danny and Lindsey preparing to overwhelm the taxi drivers with 6 people, 6 packs, 6 backpacks, a guitar and few purses...

Hydration is very important when you are visiting the Panam Canal

Jackie, aka J Money, doing her thing wherever and whenever she can

Our first weekend we got to go to Campamiento, an annual youth retreat for the high school...

One of these things is not like the others... (Note the miracle taking place: you are witnessing over 100 teenagers on the beach by 6am for morning devotions and very energetic games)

Kari and the Staff splashing around

Sunrise

Several days during our week we got to go to the Comador (a feeding center). It was run by an adorable Grandpa-man named Bernardo. We helped paint chairs, make a table, pour cement and serve food to all his little friends.

Colleen documents the morning zone out trend from our team waiting for the bus.... versus Sarah.

Kyle helping Bernardo put together a table

Just a Grandpa doing what he loves to do.

Carlos

Saving some for later?

Three cheers for food... (and Americans with cameras!)

Here are a few pictures from our time at the school. We got to follow teachers around and teach English.

Hard at work

Teacher Colleen and one of her amazing students

On Saturday we got to attend the International Day of Prayer! It was a big festival at the school... complete with a performance by the students of cultural dancing. No captions for these ones... just some beautiful photos.

These are a few pictures of our host family:

Matteo really is this cool

Pedrito, Pedro and Maria at dinner on of our last nights

Adios friends!

Odd things from the Odd Balls

Mon, 16 Jun 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Our time in Panam was filled with many interesting experiences. When we looked at our pictures we discovered that there were lots of very unique sights and experiences that we want to share with you here.

... so welcome to the Things I Never Thought Id See Colleen and Sarah Photo extravaGANZA!!

At the Prayer Day we found out that they needed balloon animals made... over 100 balloon animals.

As we have no formal clown training and are somewhat timid around balloons and clowns, we were amazed to find that we actually have the balloon animal annointing (right Gary B?).

Many many many balloon dogs later... all of the children were happy customers.

In other unused skill sets... Sarah was signed up for modeling class at the Campamiento... and was quickly awarded a tiara.

Take your Daughter to Work Day- the daughter of our cab driver crusing around with him watching videos on a Saturday

Sorry AIM... we tried to stop him. But Danny became a RACATACA (local lingo for a Panamanian woman who gets in many fights)

Gary L. requesting a hug photo

Our grown men entranced (understatement) by the magic shop in the mall

First, we found a spot where we could leave our bags while we finished our shopping. Then, came the surprise... instead of a ticket.... or a tag... we recieved a numbered shopping basket to reclaim our packages when we returned.

At 3am one night of traveling... our bus was stopped at a drug check point. First, drug officers boarded the bus yelling a very latino name. Next, we had to exit the bus with all of gear. Then, they let loose the drug dogs... not german shepards... the ever feared COCKER SPANIEL!! The fearsome beast was relentless... he didnt even pause at the muffins sitting on Sarahs pillow... as Danny said Scruff McGee! Take a bite out of crime!

... thats all for now... see you at our next photo extravaGANZA!!!

A Little Panama Update...

Mon, 2 Jun 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Here I am in Arrijan, Panama...things are going very well. Once again, the people are amazing, our team is doing great, and God is working in awesome ways. We are working alongside a wonderful Pastor and his wife (Pedro and Maria)....and all six of us are living with his parents during our time here. Since we have been here, we have been able to do a variety of things. We were able to help with preparations for the high school retreat, attend and help out with the retreat (and I even got to play Britney Spears in a skit! haha), and now help in the Bilinual School that is partnered with the church. We have also had the opportunity to serve at a feeding center in town that feeds the starving people in the area. This week we are in the school most of this week, helping with English and assisting the teachers in any way we can. I am absolutely loving the classroom and being around high school students. The retreat was amazing and gave us the opportunity to get to know a lot of the students we will be spending time with at the school.

God has really been guiding us and taking us where He wants us. Our days have been busy, but good. He is reminding us the importance of putting Him first and focusing on Him...especially during the busy days. He is showing us His faithfulness, in the big and small things. And as we are on the last leg of our journey....I am so thankful for what this year has held, so thankful for what is in store, and so wanting more. Im not ready to check out and be done, because I believe there is more. Please pray that we push forward and constantly desire more growth, more stretching, and more of Him. More of Him, Less of ourselves....that has been our teams prayer all year, and may it continueto be our prayer for the rest of our lives.

Silent Judgment

Thu, 22 May 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Lately God has been showing me how judgmental I have been in my life....especially my years walking with Him. Nine months ago, I never would have thought that I was a judgemental person. I always considered myself pretty accepting...but deep down there were some deep judgments that I didn't even recognize as judgements, let alone a problem in me that needed to be dealt with.

What God has shown me through a number of circumstances the past nine months...is that it is just as important not to judge Christians as it is important not to judge those who do not believe in Christ. I have always been very aware and careful not to judge those who do not know Christ...but what I never realized is how judgemental I was towards Christians and The Church.

Looking back, I can see how my judgements have evolved. There was a time in college when I was on a "theology kick"...and I began to silently judge those Christians around me who had different theology. There have been times when I have been involved in Campus groups and churches...and I silently judged those who did not worship the way we did, share the Gospel the way we did, or even spend their free time the way we did. For years I have struggled walking through Christian bookstores without feeling nauseous by the Christian consumerism...cheezy t-shirts, and Christian parifinalia....and I silently judged those who were a part of this Christian culture. Before I was a Christian, I used to flip through the TV channels and laugh at the Christian channels...and when I started to believe in Christ and walk through life with Him...I silently judged and had anger towards those television channels...mad at the production, the dramatic testimonies, and emotional appeal they tried to lure people in with. I was afraid of Charismatic Christians, and had silent anger towards them because I believed they were being fake and over emotional. I was angry towards super conservative Christians because I believed they were too legalistic and too focused on the rules and what they should do rather than on Christ and what He has done. So basically, when I look at all this at once...I can see that I thoughtI was in the right place with God. That I wasn't too extreme, too emotional, to focused on doing...and that my judgements were fair and discerning. I never recognize these as lies in my head...distracting me from what the Lord wants...unity, community, and love. Part of why I never recognized them was because they were silent judgments....that crept in, caused division in my heart, and fear. Fear of how big God could be, fear that I was missing out on something big, and fear that if I believed in this big of a God, it would require a change in me that I didn't want to go through.

And here I am....going through it.

He has taken me on an eleven month journey...I knew it was going to be big, I knew it was going to be difficult and awesome, and I new He was going to rock my world...but...really... I had no idea.

He has brought me to places and shown me people who are so different....and all of them love Him so much. From super "charismatic" Christians and churches to very shy and conservative Christians....to missionaries who have been saved and changed by the Lord through Christian television stations...Christians who love the t-shirts, the posters, and the Christian music videos....and in the midst of all of this...God shows up. He uses these things to draw them in, draw them closer, and use them as His vessels all over the world.

As a funny birthday present, my team gave me a cheezy cartoon poster of Jesus and a little kid...and in bold colors wrote the verse in Spanish: "For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and harm you..." (one of my favorite verses, Jeremiah 29:11). I laughed when I opened it, because not only is it one of my favorite verses, but it was on this hilarious poster. Jasmine hung it up in my room in her apartment because she thought it was cute. And one night...her and I were talking about different things and struggles in her life...and in the midst of our Spanish convo and lots of sherades-type talking, I felt like God wanted me to point at this poster and show her this verse....so I did. And she cried as she believed God wanted her to know that. God used a cheezy Christian poster to speak to a friend I care very much about. Jasmine and I prayed together and trusted this verse as true together. And as I went to sleep that night, I laughed with God and then cried. I laughed because He is so funny....He continually amazes me through things like this. And then tears began to flow because I love Him so much. This moment with Jasmine and the cheezy poster....it signifies something much greater in my life. It signifies God's pursuit of me. His pursuit in my life to never leave me where I am at, to always push me, and to always desire a more whole daughter. He changes us because He loves us...and He doesn't want us to live with fears, judgements, and disconnection. He will be doing this for the rest of our lives...if we are open to Him.

This World Race...this 11 month trip around the world....He has shown me is not just a year-long mission trip, a year to focus, a year to build awesome relationships. While those are all awesome...He has shown me that is also the start of something bigger. A permanent change in my heart, and the start of a constant hunger for change and closeness with Him.

He's amazing...and I'm loving it.

Birthday Fun

Thu, 15 May 2008 00:00:00 GMT

9am: It all started with a morning scare.by four birthday elves...Caitlin, Becky, Heather, and Sarah came charging in my homestead wearing these masks and delivering my first birthday present (a favorite cereal of mine) and a scavenger hunt for me to find all my Swedish Fish (my favorite candy) throughout the day.

10am: I went to church and was surprised to find out that every hour until 7pm, my team had a present for me to open. So, yes...even at church, I was opening presents! These presents throughout the day ranged from Winnie the Poo cutlery, q-tips, and gogglesto stickers, fun pens, and many other hilarious personalized gifts.

After church, I was able to call my brother Joey who has the same birthdayI turned 24 and he turned 25. I was so thankful to be able to talk to him and sing happy birthday to him!

Here's my Joey:

1pm: My team (minus Jackie and Lindsey who are currently with a group in Panama), Seth, and a wonderful couple from church, went out to an Italian restaurant for lunch.

After lunchwe went to the mall. And our activity was a favorite past time of mine in high school.trying on funny clothes and laughing at each other! These pictures only capture a fraction of how hilarious it was to see Kyle, Seth, and Danny in women's clothes, and preppy clothes.

Sorry, boysI had to post it.it's just too funny.

Boy Band? Country Club girls?

In the eveningwe enjoyed dinner and Pin-the-Tale-on-the-Donkey.

In case you couldn't tell.....Seth won.

Then, they brought out the cake. It wasn't just any ole' cake.it was a PIZOOKIE. My wonderful friends made a creation of all my favorite things: cookie cake, ice cream, and peanut M&M's.it was amazing. And my favorite part about it is we had 15 forks and we all dug in.that's community!

This is our "We love Birthdays" face!!!

After we recovered from our sugar comaswe headed off to the roller skating rank. I imagined many youngsters, fun music, and a chill atmosphereand was surprised to see many hard-core, serious Latino adults roller skating really fast all night. It was hilarious, and quite the cultural experience. I only had one major tumble, but many close calls. Here is a picture of me attempting to dance and skate backwards at the same time

...and here's our squad doing the "Thriller"

To sum it all up, this birthday was ridiculously amazing. I am so blessed by my wonderful team, and my wonderful Sarah who is a birthday enthusiast, and my wonderful squad who has been such a blessing to me. On top of all of this, I was surprised with a video Sarah and Danny made of the people from my squad who were in Panama during my birthdayhere is the video:

Colleen's Big Day from Danny Gutman on Vimeo.

My life right now...

Sat, 10 May 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Things are going great here in Costa Rica! Our whole squad has been together at YWAM San Jose for this month. This is a first for our squad, and it has been really great so far. We have had the freedom to explore San Jose, seek out different ministry opportunities, and go out and do what the Lord is calling us to do. It has been really cool to see God guide us all in different ways, and still be able to live as a family serving Him together.

Entering San Jose, my main desire was to immerse myself in the culturelearn Spanish, spend time with Costa Ricans, build relationships, enjoy Costa Rican cuisine, etc. The Lord has guided me and provided in so many ways! Last Sunday I was at a local church and met a woman, Jasmine, who offered me to live with her for the rest of my time in Costa Rica. Jasmine is a 28-year-old single mother of Tiffany, who is a one-year-old beautiful girl. I moved in with them and it has been such a blessing!

Jasmine and Tiffany

My room at Jasmine's

I am also taking a two week crash Spanish course which is from 8:15am-12:15pm Monday-Friday. I have loved attending this schoolthe teachers are so nice, and I am meeting some really interesting people from all over. I have been learning so much, and going home everyday to talk to Jasmine has been so great too because it has enabled me to practice what I am learning. Here is my schedule for a typical day of my life these days:

6am: wake up, breakfast, get ready

7am: meet at YWAM and pray with my team

7:45: take bus to school

8:15: Spanish Class

12:15: Class is finished, take the bus home

12:30: Lunch, spend time with Jasmine and Tiffany

Afternoon: I usually run, read, go to the park, spend time with team mates, etc

5pm: Spend time with Jasmine, cook, eat dinner

Nights: I usually spend time with team mates or hang out at the apartment with Jasmine

My Classroom

My Spanish teacher, Guiselle

There's a little glimpse into my life these days! Please pray for the students I am studying withthat God will continue to work in those relationships. There is one student in particular that has been on my heart a lot, her name is Donna and she is from Korea. Please keep her in your prayers.

A.R.D.M.

Sun, 4 May 2008 00:00:00 GMT

As Mother's Day approaches every year, my heart gets a sinking feeling. The kind of feeling I get when I am afraid to think about something, afraid to face something....afraid pain is coming. It's a familiar feeling...almost a comfortable feeling....it happens every now and then when pain creeps up. But this time...God reminded me that He offers me peace in every situation.

Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts.... (Colossians 3:15)

I stared at this verse this morning. I stared at it for so long that the words stopped looking like words....I began to dwell. I began to worry...I began to miss my Mom.

Last week I looked at a calendar for the first time in a long time....and I realized my birthday falls on Mother's Day this year. Every couple years my birthday falls on this special holiday. Growing up, it was always such a fun weekend to celebrate my brother Joey's birthday, my birthday (yes, we have the same birthday...a year apart!), and Mother's Day. Birthday cakes, friends, pizza, gifts, parties....and of course lots of laughter.

For those of you who don't know me, my Mom passed away when I was a freshman in high school. She died of pancreatic cancer after being ill for eleven months. Anyone who knows me well, knows that the loss of my Mother was the most painful thing I have ever experienced. She was my best friend, and when she died, I really felt like part of me died too. I never thought I would be able to be healed, I never thought I would be able to feel fully alive again. It was a pain that haunted me....that kept jabbing me on my best and worst days.

Sad days, I miss her....important, joyful days, I want her with me. In between days....I just want to be near her. I cannot put into words the hole that was left when she died.

Colleen, let My peace rule in your heart....

...I hear this over and over.

I am staring at my journal right now and I see prayers for peace. In huge letters this morning I wrote: LORD, I WANT PEACE!

I beg for peace, and God's still small voice tells me "it's already there."

I return to Scripture and see that His peace is always offered...I need to let His peace rule in my heart.

Today I prayed and cried out to God, for His peace to rule in my heart....and it is. Moment by moment, if I let Him, He will fill me with peace...in all circumstances.

And in this moment, as I am filled with peace about my Mom's life....I want to celebrate her life.

Her name was Margaret Anne Foley...but everyone called her Peggy. She was in love with the Lord. Through all circumstances, she looked to Him first. She loved people. I have never met anyone who couldn't love my Mom....she had such a huge heart, so hospitable, and had such a heart of mercy for the people in her life. She had an amazing laugh...that could cheer anyone up. It was loud and explosive and beautiful. I loved going to funny movies with her because she would laugh so loud that we would get funny looks and make the people around us laugh. She was gorgeous....5'7, blonde hair, skinny, perfect skin, perfect teeth, blue eyes. She always smelled good...even after going to the gym! She wore Lamcom Treasure perfume. She was such an adorable dancer and made such a cute face when she told silly jokes. She was such a great dresser, an incredible cook, and SO FUN! All my friends loved her and were jealous I had such a cool and fun Mom. I never argued it....I knew. I knew my Mom was amazing. She had a way of making everything fun...from parties and vacations, to waiting in a long line at the grocery store or staying home sick from school....she could make anything exciting, anything hopeful, anything funny.

We love nicknames in my family...my brothers and I created so many for my Mom....Mumsy, Moobarelars (long story), Mu-me-me (another long story), Me-me, Mama, A.R.D.M....the list goes on. You might be wondering "what does A.R.D.M. stand for?" It's one of my favorite nick names because it describes her very well. A.R.D.M. stands for Awesome-Rad-Dudical-Mama. My brother Dan created it one day, and we all loved it...so we kept it!

As I look back on the past nine months, I see the Lord's healing hand in my life. The part of me that died when she died, I fully believe has been brought back to life. I still miss her, I still want her near me, I still have dreams about her and am disappointed to wake up and realize they were dreams...I still ache sometimes when I think about her....

...but that's ok.

God has healed my heart...He gives me peace when I let Him rule my heart. He loves my mom and He loves being with her. He has restored me and shown me it's ok to miss her, but He wants me to have peace and trust Him with my whole life, not just parts.

Thank you, Lord...for my amazing Mom. Thank you for the years I had with her, and thank you for the lives you touched through her. Thank you for the fact that she is in the presence of perfect love right now....thank you that she's with You. Happy Mother's Day...

Layovers....can be FUN?!

Thu, 1 May 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Our layover in Spain was an amazing 36 hours of fun! Who knew layovers could actually be enjoyable?! We got to spend the night in a cool hostel, tour the city, meet awesome people, and eat amazing food. Here is a glimpse into our excursion:

Our first (very short) layover was in Switzerland....it still counts as a visit...look, the Swiss Alps are in the background!

Danny excited to be in Switzerland...and Kyle in the background giving him a funny look...

Once we arrived in Madrid, we were able to visit the Picasso Museum (amazing)...

Hung out....got Starbuck's...

Aarron and Kyle chillin' on the street...

Some adorable elderly people we got to talk to...

Music and fun...

...and we got to meet Danny's cool friend James...and he introduced us to Choco Churros (yum!)...

We also got to visit/eat at the Museum of Ham...yes, that's right...the Museum of HAM...

When we flew from Madrid to Costa Rica, we had an overnight layover in Columbia....

Yes, we slept overnight in the Columbia airport (Grammie, don't be mad!)...

Life is good...thankful to be in Central America.

I'll keep you posted!

xoxo

Check it: Africa Video

Fri, 25 Apr 2008 00:00:00 GMT

LESS in Africa from Danny Gutman on Vimeo.

A video: World Race Olympics

Wed, 16 Apr 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Enjoy :)!!

World Race Olympics from Danny Gutman on Vimeo.

An Inside Look

Wed, 16 Apr 2008 00:00:00 GMT

We wanted to make a really special photo blog that would capture the really amazing, powerful, meaningful couple of weeks we experienced in Botswana. Seriously, it was amazing... but upon scanning our photos... it seems that it is more appropriate to do this photo blog. Here's a glimpse into another part of our world.

Before we went to Botswana we spent some time in Pretoria and Johannesburg:

Normal Things: passing the time on a street corner, waiting for our ride

Multitasking: we cleaned our pores and practiced driming to share the love of Jesus all at the same time. Please note what a Holy experience Lindsey is having.

Several mornings in a row we practiced packing our bags and the car... only to unpack them and return to our cabins later in the morning. However, when the big day came we were ready... and we were on our way to Botswana.

Upon arriving in Botswana we were surprised to discover that we weren't living in the bush, but rather in a gorgeous guest house...

And we got to drive a Benz... once. But it was really awesome. Danny even found a pair of bling bling Grandma glasses.

The rest of the time we rode in the back of a pickup truck. It was really windy. We always looked exactly like this. Always.

Except when we got bored... and started to pick on each other. Don't be worried, Sarah only had minor wounds from her beating by the loaf... Colleen kissed it and made it all better

The pickup took us to lots of interesting places... and got us in touch with our inner selves...

Everywhere we went we met some really amazing people from Botswana:

Meet Felix.

There was always something to laugh about.

We met some people with common interests... like the little mermaid... and head hugs.

Some of us even found love...

Looking Back... in Botswana we really got in touch with our African roots:

After a rigourous tryout... Sarah made the South African rugby team... and then went into the past and won the world cup. She's really good at rugby.

Kyle did his best to blend in. He sprung for a precision haircut. Please observe the perfect 90 degree angle at his hairline... as the stlyist is applying Hair food... before he brushed the hair for no less than 10 minutes. Kyle makes this look goooooood.

Kyle did his best but Lindsey actually became African... note the puffy sleeves and the sweet tambourine skills.

We spent some time reflecting on the last 8 months of our lives, what the World race has meant to us, and how dreamy that George Clooney is.

We're back in South Africa for debrief now. We'll be flying to Latin America on the 20^th to start the last leg of our Journey. Don't worry... we have plenty of memories to share... and even a few souvenirs for you lucky folks back home.

Fragrance of Life

Fri, 11 Apr 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Botswana is amazing. It has by far been my favorite time in Africa. God has made it clear that this is where He has wanted us all along. Since we have been in Africa, we have had the freedom to hear from God and follow where He wants us as a team. This has been a really amazing experience because it has allowed us to just trust Him and follow Him as a team. I will never forget the way God closed and open doors to get us here. There hasn't been a World Race team in Botswana yet, and God clearly has plans for the World Race and Botswana. While we were at Alabanza (outside Pretoria), waiting to make our next move (initially Lestotho, but God closed that door), God opened up a door in Botswana with a woman named Mama Elizabeth. She lives in South Africa, but was willing to travel to Botswana to serve with us and her grandson who is a pastor here. We were all excited and thankful to hear this news. We traveled by bus to Botswana, met up with Pastor Musa (Mama Elizabeth's grandson) and God gave us excitement and joy for what He has in store for our two weeks here.

Since we have been here, I have been amazed by the people here. Their hospitality, their generosity, their yearning and love for the Lord and His presence, and their love for each other. This is the most amazing example of real community I have ever seen. It has challenged me in the way I love, in the way I pray, in the way I seek God, in the way I reach out to people. When I hear them pray for their country is has pushed me to pray for my country. When I see them spend hours on their knees praising God and crying out for His presence, it has pushed me to seek His face more each day. I am humbled by their devotion. I am amazed by Jesus in them...and as I told them on Sunday morning, I can see it in their eyes that they love the Lord.

Lately I have been praying about a passage that I see lived out here:

But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and through us spreads everywhere the of the knowledge of him. For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the one we are the smell of death; to the other, the fragrance of life. And who is equal to such a task? Unlike so many, we do not peddle the word of God for profit. On the contrary, in Christ we speak before God with sincerity, like men sent from God.

2 Corinthians 14-17

These people are the fragrance of life because they want to see Jesus change hearts, restore lives, and revive their country...and most of all they just want Him.

A few days ago Mama Elizabeth took our team to a hospital so we could pray for the sick and talk with people. I was a little nervous because hospitals are hard for me to visit...they bring back difficult memories of my mom being sick. But, when I woke up that morning, God gave me an excitement and joy to see what He was going to do. We went to the hospital and prayed for many different people...I was able to sit with and pray for a woman who is sick and her three daughters. As I saw my team praying with different people, as I saw Mama Elizabeth walking through the hospital, praying for and encouraging people, as we left the hospital...I saw the fragrance of life pouring out of our team and out of Mama Elizabeth. Bringing life to a place full of sickness and death. Only Jesus can do that.

May our praises rise as fragrance....to You Lord, to You.

Mama Elizabeth

One by One

Mon, 31 Mar 2008 00:00:00 GMT

One by one, I see them come...these monsters to be named.

My friend Cody has a song called Monsters to be Named....it is a song that I listened to a lot around the time of deciding whether or not to go on the World Race. Something in me knew the risk of going on the World Race was huge, but worth it. Something in me knew it was going to take everything...cost me the things I hold so tightly. The lyrics resonate in my heart as God continues to pull out these monsters from my closet, name them, and remove them from my life. Looking back on the past seven months, I can't help but reflect upon all the Lord has done.

Our team is currently staying at a place called Alabanza, outside of Pretoria, South Africa before we head to Botswana. During this time here, I had the pleasure of meeting a girl my age from Indiana. Last night we talked and she shared with me about her experience as a first year missionary. She shared with me that when she first arrived at training in Africa she realized as God started poking at her wounds, that she allowed a lot of her pain to heal in a very unhealthy way. She compared it to a deep scrape on a knee, that is scabbed and infected. She was used to her pain, she was used to her bitterness, she held onto her unforgiveness. As she said these words, I knew exactly what she meant because it is exactly what the Lord has been doing in my life this year.

One by one, I see them come...these monsters to be named.

God has used my team mates, leaders, host families, songs, sunsets, miracles, Scripture, fun, horrible days, amazing days, sickness, restless nights, confusion, pain, tears, hugs, prayer, frustration, fear, His still small voice...to bring me to my knees and face who I really am, and name these monsters in my life that I have deceived myself into being comfortable with. He's healing my heart, He's showing me it's possible to live without bitterness, unforgiveness, and anxiety...and He is instilling in me a passion to share with people that this is possible. It's not an unrealistic goal in life to live freely...He offers it and we can either walk in it, or walk away from it. I don't have everything together in my life, I certainly don't have God figured out, and I don't put myself above anyone else...all I know is God offers this as a gift...an abundant life.

When I read in Jeremiah about God's promises to His people, I am in awe that these promises thousands of years ago are still offered to us today...every moment of every day.

Nevertheless, I will bring health and healing to it; I will heal my people and will let them enjoy abundant peace and security. I will bring Judah and Israel back from captivity and will rebuild them as they were before. I will cleanse them from all the sin they have committed against me and will forgive all their sins of rebellion against me. Then this city will bring me renown, joy, praise and honor before all nations on earth that hear of all the good things I do for it; and they will be in awe and will tremble at the prosperity and peace I provide for it.

Jeremiah 33:6-9

It's a scary thing to pray for God to reveal the dark parts in our hearts, these monsters that cause anxiety, distrust, insecurity, sin, fear. These monsters that keep us from living the lives we are meant to live. It's a scary thing to throw it all away and run full force towards the unknown. But it's worth it...because He's there. Because He knows what He is doing. Because He loves us.

How to Celebrate Easter in Africa

Wed, 26 Mar 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Step 1. Buy and transport cow to feed the whole village

Step 2. grocery shop for the village and cook food for your sqaud

Step 3. Put up tent for the third time this week

Step 4. Trudge to Church in the mud

Step 5. Worship the Risen King, Ordain a Pastor and Plant a Church!

Step 6. Save your energy... it's going to be a long day

Step 7. Take it all down again

Step 8. Most importantly... spend time celebrating with your friends and family!

Happy Easter!

Funny Little Update

Thu, 20 Mar 2008 00:00:00 GMT

I meant to post this a few weeks ago...but it's a funny little update about our travels :)

Hello from Team Less!

Against all odds we've made it to Swaziland!

It only took us 2 days in the car

with no less than 15 rest stops

11 people rode in an 8 seater

and all our luggage

... and half of our team sunburned...

... and a whole lot of fun!

And we only went a little crazy!

Due to technical difficuluties... picture of Sarah coming soon!

Next we're heading to Kruger National Park to hang out with some wild animals. Then, it's onto Nsoco, Swaziland. Team Ignite was ministering there last month they have some amazing stories on their blogs. We'll be working with Pastor Gift at various care points which are sort of like community centers in different neighborhoods where people can come for food, basic healthcare, and school. Please cover our team in prayer as we travel and get settled into our new home.

A Precious Heart

Thu, 20 Mar 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Lindsey and I spent the past few weeks at a Carepoint in Nsoko, Swaziland. It was an amazing time of getting to know people in the community and spending time at the school in the mornings. Halfway through our time there, a new teacher started at the Care Point. When I walked in that rainy morning, there was hope radiating from a woman I had never met. Nellie is 49 years old. A tall, beautiful African woman who dedicates her life to helping her country and serving her Father in Heaven. The moment I met her, I knew I had so much to learn from her. Although I only had a few days with her...she changed me. As we talked, I got a glimpse into the many challenges and heartaches of her life, and through it all she has a unique strength and joy I have never seen.

Nellie has never been married, and has struggled with alchoholism over half of her life. She has a son and had a daughter, but lost her to cancer when she was 12 years old. Her daughter's name was Samantha, and as she talked about her precious daughter, I could see it in her eyes how much this child changed her life. At the end of Samantha's life, when her body was growing very frail, she looked her mother in the eyes and said, "Mom, please don't look at me so sad. My body is dying, but my heart is very alive." After her daughter died, Nellie quit drinking and her whole life changed. As she grieved the death of her daughter, she began to see how much God used Samantha to change her. As she was comforted by God, she really began to see and believe that He is real and that her daughter is very alive with Him. As her life changed, she began volunteering and growing a huge heart for change in her country. She began volunteering for various organizations, teaching young women how to play sports and sponsoring them, and now desiring to help children and give them a good education. She's amazing, she's humble, and she wants to see change.

She invited Lindsey and I to her home, and as we sat with her at her at her kitchen table, I thanked the Lord for showing me such an incredbile example of a person who does not underestimate the power she has to help people. She does not question that the Lord can use her in amazing ways. She has joy in all circumstances, and it's contageous.

This scripture will forever remind me of Nellie...

I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength.

Philippians 4:12-13

Africa Photos

Thu, 20 Mar 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Some Safari Pictures...

Some Care Point Pictures...

And some booty crack :)...

Team Update

Tue, 26 Feb 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Hello from Team Less. Sorry it's been so long since we've written. Internet was off limits during out time in China and it's taken us awhile to get back to this. Since we last wrote we've arrived in Africa, done training for a week in Swaziland and made our voyage into Mozambique. Jackie and Lindsey also celebrated birthdays in January and February!

Here's our latest update and some pictures for you

Ministry and Team Activities - CF

The past two weeks have been full of different ministry opportunities and times of learning and being filled up by God. Last week we spent two days and two nights at the orphanage. It was a great time of playing with the children, cooking, and at night having a time of songs, games, and a Bible story. This week we spent three days teaching at a local church. We each taught one or two lessons and the topics were things like children's ministry, prayer, God's comfort, the Kingdom of Heaven, distractions, etc. We also have spent time at this church the past two Sunday's and another local church. This has given both Danny and Kyle the opportunity to preach to both congregations. The days we have not been teaching at the church or at the orphanage, we have been focusing on the Elijah House Christian Counseling course we are taking on Inner Healing. This consists of video seminars, small group discussions, and personal reflection. We have all gained from these teachings and God is teaching us and growing us individually and as a team. A highlight this week was Friday because it was Lindsey's birthdayJ! We spent the day at the markets in town, went to lunch, and spent time at the beach. It was a fun day of relaxing and being "us"

Lindsey reclaimed her pirate identity on her birthday

Coming Up- LM

Tuesday thru Friday we will be going out to the Bush in Mabouti, which is about 3hrs from Vilanculos, where we will be splitting up into three groups and teaching at three different churches. We will also be showing the Jesus film at night and hopefully getting the chance to get to know the people who live out there. We are looking forward to spending time out there.

Jackie preaching at church

Danny playing a log at the orphange

Spiritual Discussions - DG

We have all been growing here in some pretty awesome ways. Having to preach so much has in many made us all sit down and really process what God has been teaching us and laying on our hearts. Additionally we just finished doing a 25 lesson course dealing with inner healing called Elijah House. Not only has it been good for healing in our own lives, but God will surely use it to better understand and help heal the lives of other. Many seeds have been sown this month. Seeds that come harvest time will yield some amazing fruit in our lives and others.

As far as prayer goes

Pray for continued healing in all of our lives

Pray this upcoming week as we are heading into the bush to preach Christ crucified and encourage the local churches

Pray for people in the bush as they will be seeing The Passion and The Jesus Film for the first time.

Pray for guidance as to where in Africa we are to go next... there are many open doors.

Pray for continued unity among the team... that God would continue to knit our hearts together.

Pray for the Orphanage that Jaco and Maria have started here. Right now it is running off bare essentials, and there is a huge waiting list for more Orphans to receive aid.

Pray for continue health in our team.

Much love to all who read this. Thank you for your prayers and continued support. We love you guys.

Cultural Quirk- SB

Running water is something we've recently added to the list of things we take for granted. At the house we are blessed with running water but even here it comes in via pump and if the generator isn't running no water. This makes the first toilet flush of the morning a special experience. Then we visited the orphange they are building in the bush. The kids load up containers into their wheelbarrows and head off to the pump several times a day. It's about a 10 minute walk and the pump looks like the cartoons of what you pump to move little carts through mines... I can only hope you followed that! Then they haul the water back and store it in big tupperware tubs that get used for all water purposes.

Special feature- Classifieds

Now presenting Michael Black our extreme makeover World Race edition I think you can see that being around Team Less has really helped our 14 year old friend find his true identity. 14 year olds girls can contact Michael through his fathers blog only those with 5 year plans need apply.

Stirring up

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 00:00:00 GMT

There is something about Africa that brings me to my knees. We spent about a week in Swaziland for debrief and teaching, and now I have been in Mozambique for the past two weeks. We are staying with a wonderful missionary couple Jaco and Maria and their two children Rudo and Maggie. We have been doing a variety of things since we arrived here; from staying at the orphanage, to showing the Jesus film, to teaching at a local church. Jaco and Maria have been taking us through a Christian counseling class on prayer and healing. It has been really good for each of us individually and as a team. I don't know if it's Africa, or the place I am at with God right now, or the things I am being exposed toor all threebut there is something about this month that is challenging my faith like never before. My view of God, my worldview, and my purpose for being here have all been challenged. There are days I wish I were somewhere else, and there are days there's nowhere else I'd rather be. But throughout the day and night, I hear His still, small voice saying "this is the way, walk in it." He is expanding my view of Him, He is exposing me to churches and people here who are in love with Him and when they sing and danceit's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. He is stirring up what is in my heart that He wants to remove (unforgiveness, anxiety, distrust), and He is giving me joy, trust, and a desire to seek him like I never have.

Thankful

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 00:00:00 GMT

God is doing a beautiful thing in Team Less. Six months ago, I never would have predicted God would have taken six strangersgrow us, stretch us, knit our hearts together, and use each of us to push each other towards Jesus. We have so much more room for growth, but as I look back on the past six monthsI am truly amazed by what He has done. He has used this team to reveal to me my strengths, my weaknesses, my quirks, my pet peeves, my personality, my deep need for FUN J, my hurts, my grudges, my giftsthe list goes on.

Every morning when we wake up and pray together, I know that no matter what happens during the day, that I have a team of five amazing people who love God, love me, and will be with me at the close of the day. That's community.

Thank you, Lord. Thank you for Lindsey and her compassionate heart. Thank you for Jackie, for the joy you have given her and the way it radiates from her. Thank you for Sarah and the way she reaches out, listens, and loves. Thank you for Danny, for the way he is devoted to you and draws us closer to you. And thank you for Kyle, for all the amazing things you are doing in his life and for giving him such a heart for You and Your world. You are amazing God and I see you in each of my team-mates. Amen.

Letting Go

Fri, 1 Feb 2008 00:00:00 GMT

Here I am in Africa...still soaking in all the amazing things God did in China. I am still learning and growing from China, and as I sit here in the internet cafe in Swaziland, Africa, I wonder if I am ready for these upcoming months here. Even as I type out that thought, I am reminded that I haven't been ready for any of this for the past six months, but God is faithful. My lack of "readiness", my fears, my hesitations, culture shock, etc....have all been used by God to blow me away and show me how powerful and strong He is.

In my weakness, He is strong.

I am reminded of certain times in life I have felt unready. The first day of high school, dating, moving into the dorms my freshman year of college, teaching high school students...the list goes on. I am realizing that life happens, life moves on, and weather I am "ready" or not, God knows what He is doing and I just need to move with Him. It all comes down to this little word trust. He is showing me how to follow Him and trust Him in ways I never have. I am seeing the ways I used to live in fear, try to control my life, and just trust Him with certain areas of my life. I mentioned in a previous blog about hearing the question over and over from God, "Do you trust me?" It's a moment by moment choice. And the past few weeks, God is helping me to make that choice and let His peace fill me. Through this, I am seeing how much of His peace and grace I have refused in the past due to my lack of trust and my desire to live my life on my own. I am so thankful He is teaching me this and showing me how to let go. As I was discussing this with someone the other day, he compared it to the feeling you get when you are holding a heavy suitcase for a long time and you need to let go, but you cannot feel your fingers anymore and you need to use your other hand to pry your stuck hand off the suitcase. That is where I am at in my life right now. I am letting go, and God is taking my stuck hand off my luggage. Thank you Lord, for carrying it for me. Life is so much better like this. Your yoke is easy and your burden is light.

A few pictures from the past couple weeks...

Trusting Differently

Wed, 23 Jan 2008 00:00:00 GMT

I often like to look back in my prayer journal and read different things I prayed for or talked to God about and see what has happened since then. I was looking back to some prayers I wrote last spring, and I was in awe at all the ways the Lord has not only answered my prayers, but has done more than I could ever ask for or imagine. He is so good. All over my journal, before I even decided to go on the World Race, I prayed "Lord, I want to trust you completely. I want to trust in You differently." Throughout my years walking with God, I have often feel like I am not trusting Him completely. I have always wanted to come to a point where I am trusting Him with everything; trusting Him with my life, my future, my family, my relationships, the way I view myself, my conversations, my thoughts, my concerns, my pasteverything. There are so many times I wrote in my journal "Lord, take it allI don't want to hold onto it anymore."

And He is.

The months leading up to China, God has shown me so much. He has put amazing people in my life, He has shown me His presence, He has shown me heartache in Asia, He has shown me joy in Asia, and He has given me a team of people who He has chosen to knit together into a community of young people desiring for more of Him and less of ourselves. I was nervous for China because it is a "closed country" and I knew I had to be really careful about what I say and what I do. I prepared myself for a few weeks of discomfort and sadness. And God blew me away. I would like to share with you something I wrote in my prayer journal during our journey from Hong Kong to our location in China. And this was just day 1

January 3rd, 2008

Dear Lord,
I don't want this day to be over! Lord, I love you so much. Why are you so good to us? This has been one of my favorite days so far. You have guided all of our steps, provided above and beyond everything we have needed, and met us here tonight as we prayed and sang songs to You. This morning when I woke up, I was so frustratedI was in a bad mood, I slammed my head into the corner of the cabinet (ouch!), and I found out our team had to leave Hong Kong early and go to our location. When I sat down to spend time with You and read the Bible, I felt distantlike I wasn't trusting You.

Then, we had our meeting with the coordinator for our trip to our location. He sat with us and told us about the city we were about to go to. As he told us about the city, the people, and the opportunities we will have to share the Gospel something shifted in my heart. As he told us of the people's thirst for Jesus and that we will see people fall in love with Jesus, the excitement in me felt like it was going to explode! As he was talking to us about different logistical thingsall I could think about was college. I kept thinking about how much I loved sharing with my peers and professors in college about Jesus and how much He loves them and how much He has changed my life. I kept thinking about Campus Crusade for Christ, mission trips to New York City, inner city Chicago, living in the dorms, discussions in classall these times You have fanned a flame in me for sharing about who You are and what You have done for Your children. Nothing fires me up like seeing You call someone to Yourself.

Lord, I love where I've been so far, the people I've met, the children I've fallen in love with. I've loved seeing You move in all these different places, in my team-mates hearts, in my heart. Lord, I love it all. But I want more. I want more of YOU. I want to see You in everything, hear Your voice more clearly, and share with people Your Gospel. I cannot imagine my life without you. Where would I be without You Lord?

As I packed frantically this morning, I got a strong sense of community. Team-mates offering to help, making our lunches, praying... We walked to the bus stop and I couldn't find my bus card anywhere. As I started to worry, You reminded me that you are taking care of me. I opened a little wallet in my purse that I never use, and I found the card there. You did it Lord, I know you did. In the midst of my flailing excitement that You provided that for me, I was showing my team-mates the card and telling them how you put it in my little wallet, I accidentally flung the card into the street. I bent over with my huge back on to pick it up and I fell face-first into the street! As I was pulled up by a team-mate, I could not stop laughing(it was a great day already!). Then, we got on the bus and missed our stop and got off at the end of the routewhich happened to be right down the street from where we need to be. Then, we caught our next bus. We reached the end and were moved into a mini van (confused, but just went with it!). I started to pray and ask You to guide usand it turns out all of my team mates were praying the same thing as we all sat in silence. Danny saw the building with the clock that our coordinator drew for us on our directions. As we were trying to explain to our driver (who speaks no English) we need to be dropped off, I heard a young Chinese woman next to Danny say "Maybe I can help." This sweet voice struck a chord in me. This phrase stuck out to me because earlier when the coordinator was explaining directions, he told us at specific destinations to pray for an angel and they will direct us. He very confidently explained to us that the angel will say, "Maybe I can help you," then they will guide us to the next step and disappear. When I heard this, I doubted. I wanted to believe that You can do this, but something in me fought it. Something in me didn't want to trust You. But when I heard that sweet voice, I knew you sent us an angel.

Her name was Carol. She had a little cross on her jacket. She told the driver where to take us, then she offered to take us to the place we needed to go. She found us a hostel that did not exist on the map we were given, and communicated with the people at the front desk of the hostel for us. Lord, You provided us a nice hostel, with an amazingly affordable price, right next to the train station we are catching our train at tomorrow morning. As we turned to thank her, she just said with a sweet smile, "No, don't thank me."

Thank You Lord. All the glory and honor is Yours.

As we prayed tonight and sang songs together as a teamYou put Psalm 91 on my heart. I read it aloud to my team. So many times I have read this Psalm and prayed this Psalm.but today, You brought it to life.

"If you make the Most High Your dwelling-- even the Lord, who is my refuge--then no harm will befall you, no disaster will come near your tent. For He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. You will tread upon the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent.
Because he loves me,' says the Lord, I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. He will call upon me, and I will answer Him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him. With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.'
Lord, thank you so much for this day. You are pushing me to trust you differently, and I love it. You are so amazingand I can't wait for what you have in store for tomorrow.
Amen