I've attempted this blog post fora few days now, it's been quite frustrating because I have so much more ideas and writings I want to convey, but I'll get this one out from the past few days.
October 4th adn I can't believe I've only been here this short. DTS really hasn't even begun yet. With my conversations and reactions from al in YWAM, who have been and gone through becoming a disciple, it's only been a distant dream that the end seems so far away. I am sure it's going to be the most challenging school I've been to and in the blink of an eye, it'll be the end!
I'm trying to track back each day from where I left off, but really each day holds it's own entity and therefore becomes so hard to spread it's truth in this blog. I'm really trying.
The week was real basik like I said with orientation, but I really enjoyed the base worship we had along with the SOIP (School Of Intercessory Prayer) graduation Friday morning. It was awesome inside this nearby chapel. The holy spirit was in that joint and I know that all who have been through that school were even more in the spirit in a sense that just drew me in to them all!
We worshipped and with a few students from the school along with the teacher, I felt they wre like doves just waiting to be unleashed to the freedom of sharing their amazing journey through the school. More than that, it showed where they were at now, and where they were going with such zeal.
After worship we held a bit of class. The speaker from that SOIP school came in and spoke about death and prayer to our class. This was because of some who may have had questions after the death on base. I also like how he described this idea of intercessory prayer to us in asking God for to hear our prayers.
He said it's like we think humanly to ask. Oh God please heal this wound I see in front of me. Instead he says of looking through this telescope at a shoe, step back and look at everywhere around. See what's in this picture that's so much larger than this tiny scope we see. Then ask God to work because like the school said about the death, as it occured they immediatly went to prayer and what they were hearing from God, was to pray for the family because he was already gone.
So after this emotional week with most the people already on base affected with the events and the death, we ended it early and we had the rest of the day off.
I met with the World Cup man, Gabriel. Everyone had been tellin gme I needed to meet him, and apparently everyone told him he needed to meet me. So we set up after lunch in his "World Cup" office and just told each other about what we were doing and I told him about my dreams I've had since the last world cup and my 'mission' trip to Mississippi.
Gabriel and I connected on a level that almost frightened me. The things I was dreaming about nad having ideas about were what he sounds like he does and is wanting to do around this world cup. He talked about what he did in Germany for the last world cup and how he had over 3,000 volunteers with YWAM. He met many players and teams and even FIFA president doing evangelism with YWAM. Basically groups like AIA, Athletes in Action, even AIS, Ambassadors In Sport, all go through Gabriel.
If you remember watching the Confederations Cup recently and seeing the whole Brazilian team wearing shirts undernearth their jersey's that said, I love Jesus or Jesus loves you, something of the sort, that's because the team now has a pastor and have become Christians on fire for Christ. They want to share their love they have to others.
Yes like Kaka, people ask him why he is and plays the way he does and he says it's not about the game it's about God. He can reach millions and more because of his status and his game. Therefore this man does. It just left me with a heart racing to hear such amazing things from Gabriel and his partner Grishom's heart.
all those ideas about hwat this event could do, is so real and possible to bring about new believers. Oh man I held back tears when I heard Gabriel speak, because i was as if I was looking into a mirror I've been only contemplating about for the last few years. Now I know it wasn't for nothing. God really does have a plan and excitement to use this game, cup, for him. Oh I get the chills!
So yes, fantastic meeting with Gabriel. He suggested I not get too involved yet and to 'save my legs' by not joining AIS yet. He says DTS first. I say, I know I know I only will if I have time to spare. But it's not hurtful to network with them too.
What blew my mind, was tha ti had an email from my AIS contact in Spain and she asked me if I met this man Gabriel. Then Gabriel and i were talking he knew so many of my contacts already like Dave Irby from the Surge and Corban College. He said he will be going to Salem and Portland soon to get talks about his visions for the World Cup. Small World!!!
I think though I could be a piece to their puzzle. I saw it in their eyes too. They have visions of getting teams from around the world to help with WC 2010. I said I know many who hwant to be here and are going to be here and I want to help make it possible for them. I said that the best part was that they aren't even all who have a personal relationship with God. So imagine on both sides of the table what this event can do!
That tiny room with 3 guys working in it for the World Cup, just buzzed and I left feeling that there is no coincidence!
The night ended with a DTS and staff get together. We also celebrated Collins and Mashadi's b-day.
Saturday I woke up to meet with AIS team on the beach, and to my surprise, or bad hearing, they weren't there the time they said they would. Some group on the beath said they saw a team training earlier than 9. I was disappointed I missed them, but that left room for me to go with the boys to the International School a drive away. That was a great time! The base for those international kids along with field and pool was gorgeous! Best of al the weather was calm and so hot! We played soccer a good while and yes my team won. This pick up game here is hard. They play for 2 hours what I feel we could accomplish in 45 minutes. Very interesting I guess to say the least.
There was only 1 other girl who's American too and she's a teacher at the school. She said she plays for Santos which is a local premier team and I thought if she could, well I think I could too. We'll see what happens. Their season just ended so I'm not quite sure yet what this AIS Ambassador In Sports team has in store for me.
My man Roberio and I had lunch after and he made the best meal I think I've had yet! The food isn't the bset, but then again we hank God we have food. My thinking has changed from, not what i get to eat, but WILL i eat. So when there's any protein I try and dig in. One lunch I swear I ate peanut butter, potatoes, and apples. So Ro, cooked up some good spicy rice, and eggs with meat and cheese. WOW!
I strolled on the beach later to have alone time, and it's just unreal to say what God's beauty has placed right before our eyes. Like I just want to share it for the world. I want you at home to see what I see. I feel it's no god if I can't give it. Perhaps an analogy eh?
My thoughts to me though were how can I better hear and have God right next to me. When I was a child he was literally next to me. I was told he's my friend and just like an imaginary friend I imagined him walking next to me, swinging next to me and more. What happened? I grew up? So, perhaps I need to go back to that stage again. Child-like.
I know I must be cautious and learn Muizenberg. I know that I need to just at least be aware and not too trusting. So I have this battle inside me wanting to be so safe and yet also wanting to not to too gaurded that i never havea chance to break ground with others. Kim told me about the day she decided to get over being scared of her purse on her side when she walked by this group of girls on the street corner. So she decided to go right up to them and introduce herself. Now I see girls shouting, "hello Kim" and hugging her. I want to be like that.
It's a tough call, but I'm asking Godto help me get over this battle and fear, that of the world, so that I can be only in it and lose my worries on my mind to better grasp what is more important.
I check out Kim's new pad Saturday night and it's close and super cute! I'm noting again, how small this place really is. I hit the sack early, feeling super exhausted and also a bit sick.
Sunday I went to the nearby church just a few blocks away, a block away from Kim's and with more the DTS we worshiped. Afterwards I went with some to breakfast for Mashadi's birthday and then the flea market just past the beach. My little friend Michael did a great job of being as he cals it, 'my body guard.' At 15 not bad.
I bought only a few nuts and dried fruit, then came by the beach front for this large event happening. There was to be a world record broken. Yes and it was! The largest amount of surfer's riding a single wave togther. They got 125 to ride 1 wave! I strolled, took a nap because again I'm not 100% and watched a bit of football on the tv in a restaurant, and headed home for dinner. I've taken the day off from any fitness to hopefully feel better and my flexor needs some repair.
Back at it tomorrow with early morning running again at 6am. Let's see what God has to bring for our first week of lectures!!!
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