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count your blessings...

Everyone always says "count your blessings." What does that really mean? In the chaos of this life? Being surrounded with friends whose lives are crumbling to the ground? With knowing of the things that are going on in the world, how do you "count your blessings?"
Easy. Ask the Lord to open your eyes to His goodness through out the day. Honestly, the smallest things make me smile and thank my God. Lately I've been seeing how the way I am living actually makes a difference in other peoples lives. Example: a 7 year old girl had to write a paper about who she thinks is "stong and courageous" and she wrote about me. I was so honored. If I can affect one life-the travel, the heat, the dirt and the smell is all worth it to me.
Another example: God has been providing. I needed finances for my next mission trip and God has been providing so much. It seems like that's been the theme of this month. "My God is the God who provides." I am also blessed to have friend who are always there to help me whenever I need them. It beautiful.
God used even strangers to show me how much He loves me-at Ride Aide the cashier noticed my bracelets that I've been wearing "I fed a child-Uganda 2012" (fund raising bracelets) and the older man got so excited about them asking me what I do and why I go. I ended up giving him a bracelet. His excitement stirred my heart and fired me up for my upcoming trip to Uganda.
Also today I had the privilage of sharing with my kids at work where I will be going and what I will be doing. a 5 year old boy said "Im gonna go and ask my dad for 10 bucks so i can get two bracelets" and I said "what will you tell him when he asks why you need 10 bucks" and he said "I'll tell him my teacher Miss Talia is going to feed children in Africa." and he smiled from ear to ear. the whole group got on it and they all wanted to tell their parents all about my trip. So I saw how God works in my life to affect others around me.

Like they all say-"count your blessings." Look for God in everything. Our God is SO big it is SO hard to miss Him!

All in all, its been confirmed in my heart that I was made to serve Him all around the world. I honeslty can't stand being apart from the kids in Haiti. I can't stand not hearing their voices and feeling their hugs and kisses. One of the cooks in haiti said to me one day "My baby I love you" and strocked her rough hard working hands on my cheek....I replay this moment in my mind every morning. brings joy to me.

<----Janete-Im her baby.







My heart skips a beat every time I come accross familiar pictures of Haiti on facebook or hear friends that are in haiti talk about the kids that I know...Its just amazing! so now that I am preparing to go to Uganda I am just so excited to love on the kids in the villages. It is going to be amazing to share the love of Christ with them. To show them what it looks like...I can't wait to pray for the people of Uganda one by one just like we did in hait outside of the clinic. AHHHH its just so exciting!!!!!

COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS GUYS. no matter how samll they are.

p.s-this blog was not very organized. I just let my fingers type whatever was on my mind. Im all cray cray in the head right now. Just super excited for what God has planned for my life. I am certain of one thing-I don't belond here. This life I am living here is not enough for me, however I will serve him no matter. <3

Blessings.


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