At the end of last month, I had the great privilege of going to Guadalajara, Mexico for a week. It is a beautiful city. The people are extremely hospitable...except in the airport. I had my luggage checked several times and felt interrogated at the check-in counter. I'm not sure why they were giving me such a hard time about leaving the country. Anyway apart from that, I had a fabulous trip with Marisol!
At the womens conference, we stayed in a convent. It sounds a little odd, but it was a spacious and beautiful place. We spent the weekend discussing and reflecting on God's promises. A couple promises that are especially meaningful to me are,
Isaiah 43: 18-19, “Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland."
And Zechariah 8:6, “This is what the Lord of Heaven’s Armies says: All this may seem impossible to you now, a small remnant of God’s people. But is it impossible for me? says the Lord of Heaven’s Armies."
After all that has happened in the last year, I'm hoping to see something new, to see God prepare a path through the wilderness, and bring life to this dry place. To me it seems impossible, how could it possibly change that dramatically? Especially when it seems like there's only a small group of us really living for God. But I can't focus on just the things of this world, because it's not left up to human intervention. God is bigger than that.
