More Porridge Please

Asking or as I feel, begging for money, is possibly the worst thing in the world. No, seriously. "Asking" for money, makes you feel so little. Like looking up with big eyes, saying " can I have some more porridge please..." You have to openly let people know you are struggling, making you feel like you are incompetent, and weak. The truth is, I don't enjoy it, but it is the reality of being a self supported missionary. Did I call myself into missions, no, God did. And since I've been here, God has always provided, and I know that he will continue to do so as I abide in Him. The thing is, I still have to convey my needs to all of you, because you have not, because you ask not. I have faith that God will provide for my every need. He has always done that... But I know that God also uses people in our lives to bless us by doing the giving. This week I have posted a lot about money, and I don't want anyone to feel that I am being greedy, or annoying. That is not my intention. My weakness is, that I have to rely solely on others to pay my bills and rent, to buy food, and to do ministry. It's work. And it is always on going. So to stress about not being able to pay for the things I need, nothing beyond my basic needs, really just my basic needs, makes me a little freaked. Those who read this, I know that you care, and I really appreciate you putting up with my whining posts. I believe that God is big, and he is Mighty. I also believe that the spirit moves when we allow him. SO if you feel that you can spare a couple dollars this week, I would be grateful. And hopefully my funds will build up over this weekend, and I will be out of the whole, so I can go back to happier things, like, telling kids Jesus loves them:)

Thanks again,

Chelsey

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