Gasping for Air

Have you ever felt like that? That you were just gasping to catch your breath because it felt like the weight of the world was on your chest, preventing you from being able to inhale that sigh of peace? That has been this past month for me. Every plan I had made in previous months for this summer, failed. My finances have been so shaky, making it hard to make decisions for the future. Each week, proposed a change of plans, and less than comfortable circumstance at times, financially-- It felt at times that I just could not catch my breath. SO in my mind, I am thinking, " Chels, stop gasping for air, you are God's, you seek him, so he's got you"-- Isn't funny that when you think something, it doesn't automatically make the stress go away? But over and over, I was like repeating to myself, " What happens, happens." Everything has it's purpose in life. If God wants me to be broke, it's for a reason, if he wants me to scratch all my plans and fly by the seat of pants, then there is a reason for that as well. So when I reached this point, of truly being like, no for real, God whatever your will, let it be done... Good things happened. My finances are by no means where they need to be each month, that is for sure, but every need I've had this month has been met, as well as those around me. And this summer has turned out to be exactly what it needed to be....


The homeless man that I always talk about, Mykola, had a health concern that needed medicine. And thanks to two friends, I was able to buy what he, and another homeless man needed to be healthy. And after much prayer for Mykola, he will be going to a rehabilitation center that will help him get back on his feet, and help him to recover from being homeless for so long. Please continue to pray for this man, he is why that scripture says,

Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’ “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me."

Matthew 25: 37-40

And it has been a blessing for me, to go and see him, take him food, more so than I ever thought talking to someone could be a blessing. So I am thankful for those who gave to make it possible for me to be able to help this man, that through your generosity,  opened the door for him to not only accept Christ, but also to continue to take steps to recover from substance abuse and hopefully in the future, to not be homeless. And I know that other ministries that have been involved feel the same way, so just thank you for supporting missions, rather to me, my parents, or any missions group around the world. Giving makes a difference. 

Other events have happened this week, that have reminded me that God is in control. This month I had only received 10% of the bare minimum I need to survive here... and just in the moment where I thought, all will not end well, I received a donation that put me at survival level:) SO if you have given to me, in any form, rather financially, in prayer, in a note of encouragement, words can not express how grateful I am... And for those who give each month, to make it possible for me to be blessed in the ministry that goes on here, May God bless so richly in return for your generosity.

Next week we will  be doing a VBS in a village. Of course, it was not planned, so we will be planning it out in less than a week:) But we have a great team, so please pray for each child that will attend. Pray for the translators, and that through the week, every need will be met, and that each child will see Christ in all of us, and that they will find salvation. 

Again, thank you for everything. For reading this blog, for everything. 

Live each moment like God's got you, and take that breath of peace! It's the best air:)