Best Day Ever!!!!!

So guess what I got to do today?

Wait this is a blog, so you can’t guess. Β I went and played with kids!

Today was so in my comfort zone you would have thought that it was tailor made for me. πŸ™ŒπŸ™ŒπŸ™Œ

Our first stop was, the Blossom Orphanage. These are kids that might be orphans but they also may have parents but they were taken away because the parents weren’t capable of caring for their children.

The age range was from about 3months old to about 3 or 4 years old. The older kids were being taught lessons so that meant we got to love on the babies and toddlers. I fell in love with the sweetest little boy. He had to have been around 1 and half to maybe 2 years old. He was in a jumper by himself and no one was playing with him. A woman from another mission team who had been there yesterday told me that he doesn’t like to be taken out of the jumper or he screams. So I left him in there and I played, talked, and prayed over him.

Then one of the workers brought me a cup of apple sauce to feed him. I’m telling you his little personality came through while he ate. He would dance when he liked it or try and get me to feed him faster. This was definitely a child after my own heart. πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž

After bonding over food, we played a little more and I sang to him while he clapped along. Then I kept hearing the name Solomon. I didn’t know the babies name but I prayed over him that he would be a man of wisdom and would walk before the Lord uprightly all the days of his life. Then, I took the bold step of taking him out the jumper and he let me hold him without any fuss. Oh be still my beating heart.

I thought about putting him in my back pack and running away with him but, I’m not willing to go to jail here in a third world country. So my little love stayed behind while I had to leave. 😭😭😭

We ate lunch on the bus as we travelled to a preschool. Ages 3 to 5.

I haven’t taught kids that young in a long time but I couldn’t wait to get in the classrooms. We broke up the team into two units and went to different classrooms. We taught them songs and they taught us a song. We told them about Jesus and several of them decided to make Jesus their best friend. πŸ™ŒπŸ™ŒπŸ™Œ

The service we were supposed to go to tonight was cancelled so we came back to the hotel prepared for the next two days and had a mini service for ourselves here.

It was really great. It was like a smaller scale Supernatural Service on the roof top of the hotel.

Tomorrow is going to be a long day. We are going to Runaway Bay. It’s an hour long trip to get there from where we are. We’ll be going to a school then doing some street ministry. Then we’ll have a night service at Bill Zorn’s church.

Pray for us that we will have many salvations, miracles, signs, and wonders. Also pray that I’m able to get through this stretching I’ll be under going. Street evangelism isn’t my strong suit.

Blessings!

Shineka

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So this Stretching thing…

Yesterday, I talked about being ready in and out of season and about being stretched.

Today was a mixed bag of absolute fun and some crazy shaking up of my comfort zone. We went to the Women’s Center, which in actuality is a school for girls who have gotten pregnant while in school. This place gives the girls an opportunity to continue their education and still take care of their babies.

We only had 30 minutes to speak to the girls, due to a mix up in scheduling. Several of us shared with the girls for about 5 minutes about our lives, the choices we made, and how God loves us and He is the only one who can supply the Love that we are searching for. I was one of the speakers, I believe my little 5 minutes went well. At the end Alison led the girls in a salvation prayer and 12 girls gave their lives over to God! Before we got started on the presentation we had given out a few devotionals and some candy to the girls. While we were speaking, I saw a young lady who walked in late. She was standing in the hallway so she wouldn’t disturb the room and I just kept looking at her and believing that she needed a special touch today. When I was packing to come on this trip I went to my stash of books and pulled out a devotional I had never read and thought this would be a great opportunity to read it. I stuck it in my bookbag thinking I was going to read it on the bus. Once I saw the young lady in the hallway I knew the book was meant for her.

After we were done praying with the girls, I went to her and told her that God loves her and He wanted her to have this book. By the way the book is called Made for More. I pray that she allows the book to show her she is made for more than her present situation.

I was also given the opportunity to pray for a young lady who is 8 months pregnant and her yet to be born son.

Once we were done with the girls we were given the opportunity to visit with their children in the preschool next door! That made my day in so many ways. Getting to look over the sleeping babies and pray over them was so much fun. Then we went to the classrooms with the older kids 2-4 year olds. That was a blast! We got to play and talk with them. They seemed fascinated by my Bath and Body Works hand sanitizer. So I let them try it. You would have thought it was the most amazing thing in the world when they kept trying to “attack” me to get some more.πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

That visit filled my love tank!!!😍😍😍

We then had a picnic lunch at a park near the beach. While there we shared Jesus with a couple of gentlemen who let us share their gazebo. One of whom rededicated his life to God.

After, lunch we went to St. James Infirmary. That was where I was stretched out of my comfort zone. This is a place where basically people go in but don’t come out unless it’s to be taken to their final resting place.

Most of the people there don’t have any relatives so they are placed there because there is no one take care of them. We started in the men’s quarter and went around visiting with them. Reading scripture, singing songs and praying for them. One of them did get a little fresh with me. He wanted me to take him with me to the states I told him I couldn’t and he asked why and I told him that I wasn’t sure that immigration would let him without paperwork and he told me that the real reason was because my husband would beat me and him if I brought him home. I just went with it. I wasn’t going to correct him about me being single at this time.

We left the men’s quarters and travelled down the hill to women’s rooms. The first house we walked into there was a precious little lady in a chair on the porch. She saw our Bibles in our hands an asked if we had an extra she could have. We told her we didn’t but one of our team members offered to read whatever scripture she wanted to here. While she did that I went further into the building. I kept thinking about the woman and her simple request and I couldn’t ignore it. So I cleaned out my Bible of any notes and gave it to her. She looked at me and her eyes were so full of gratitude. She told me to make sure I go to church and sing in the choir as well as to make sure I give my mom and dad a kiss when I get home. I told her that whenever she has someone read the Bible to her she has to make sure she prays for me. She promised that she would. She also said that the next time I come to see her she would sing for me. She’s a woman who has walked with the Lord for a long time and she misses not being able to go to church.

After that, I told her she was my new best friend in Jamaica and that I would praise the Lord for her every time I went to church.

After the Infirmary we went back to the hotel to freshen up for evening service and eat a wonderful dinner of jerk chicken, rice and beans, rolls, and steamed veggies.

Evening went well but started late because of the interesting phenomenon called Jamaica time. You say service starts at 7 and you’ll probably start at 7:30/7:45. We had 3 salvations and a few people come up for healing after a message by one our team members.

Oh…I almost forgot! So during praise and worship, the pastor’s husband comes up to me and sticks a microphone in my hand to help with singing. What is it with people randomly putting microphones in my hand and putting me on the spot!?!😨😱😲

I’m not appreciating this trend Jesus. πŸ˜’

Tomorrow we go to the Orphanage!!!! I get to play with babies tomorrow all the way up to age 5! I CAN’T WAIT!!!

Has God been stretching you in anyway. Please comment below and share your experiences.

Blessings,

Shineka

2nd Timothy 4:2

Preach the word! Be ready in season and out of season and of season Β Convince, rebuke, exhort, with all long-suffering and teaching. 2 Timothy 4:2 NKJV

So the first day of ministering and I had to be ready and I was definitely out of season!

In my post yesterday, I talked about being an altar worker today. I was definitely ready for that. Had a few verses for a variety of situations and I was ready to pray and speak into people’s lives. The part I wasn’t ready for was being asked to give an impromptu testimony!

After we had gone through the service; praise & worship, tithes and offerings, announcements, welcoming visitors, the host pastor stands up and introduces the mission team then she says the words that brings instant dread into my life. They will each come up and give a testimony before our speaker comes forward.

This is the conversation I had in a 2 minute span of time.

Flesh: Is this woman for real?

Spirit: Of course she is. Didn’t you asked to be stretched on this trip?

Flesh: Umm…Yeah but I hate being put on the spot. I never know what to say!!!!

Spirit: That’s why I’m here. Just say what I tell you to say.

Flesh: But I’m going to look like an idiot in front of these strangers. Can’t I just go and do a lesson with the kids and call it a day?

Spirit: And that would be stretching you how? You already do well with kids time to branch out. Just Trust Me.

Flesh: Ok I’ll trust you but if this goes south I’m blaming you.

(That last line is just me being silly. I mean you can never go wrong when you follow God.)

So, with my heart beating a mile a minute I go up the steps to the podium, take the microphone from the host pastor and take a long breath. Then I say exactly what I believe God wants them to know. That He loves them, that they are here for a reason, and that I pray that they leave changed. That took me maybe a whole minute and a half to say I think.

Then, I ran down the stairs and sat down. Well…Maybe I didn’t run down the stairs but I did move rather quickly. 😊

From there our team member gave a great message and I and the rest of the team went up to work the altar. I was honored to speak and pray over some precious young ladies. Then service was over.

Then tonight, there was an evening service where our fearless leader gave a wonderful message and again we all came up to the altar to pray for people. This time a young man came up wanting prayer for guidance. I prayed over him and sent him back to his seat but as soon as I did I was prompted to find him after service. God gave me a Word of knowledge for him and because I wasn’t about to disobey God I had to track him down after service and talk to him. While talking to him a lot of what I was hearing from God confirmed some things that he had been praying about.

This situation was definitely a ready out of season experience for me.

So, my dear friends, when asking God to stretch you, be sure that’s what you really want. Because He just might answer your prayer.

Tomorrow we are going to the Women’s Center, a place for unwed mothers and St. James infirmary. Pray for us all that we will continue to show the love of God these precious ones. Also, pray for me because I’m sharing at the Women’s Center. This in season and out thing is starting to get out of hand!?! πŸ˜±πŸ˜¨πŸ˜‰

What have you asked God for that you’re not sure if you’re ready for it or not?

Blessings,

Shineka

I’m in Jamaica!

So it’s been forever since I’ve blogged but I’m on a journey this week and I wanted to share it with you.

First, let me start with how I got here in the first place.

In December of 2016, I received an email from Crosspoint Ministries asking me to consider going on a mission trip to Jamaica. I had just gotten a new position at my company and I didn’t think I would get permission to go. Then the trip cost $2300 and I knew I couldn’t pay for the whole thing on my own. Lastly, while my heart’s desire is to go out into the world and teach I didn’t know if I was ready.

One by one God started knocking my reservations down. I went to my supervisor with a plan to pretty much beg for the time off. Before I got even half of my case out she said yes. I had gotten a Christmas bonus so I was able to pay my $200 deposit with that. Lastly, I received a Word of Knowledge that confirmed with what I believed God was telling me to do. Go to Jamaica and love on the kids there.

Then, donations slowly but surely started trickling in from my Facebook campaign. While I had many who gave, $1750 was due in by January 20th and I was still $1000 short. My birthday is January 22nd and I was praying for some people to give me cash for my birthday so I could use it towards my trip. While a few did give me cash, it wasn’t enough to cover the $1000 I needed.

Then on Monday, my dad texted me and said that he wanted to sow $1000 to my trip!!! I was dumbfounded. While I was still believing for the money I wasn’t expecting it to come in this way.

After that donation, the rest of the money just came rolling in and the trip was paid in full the week of Valentine’s Day. Not only that, but I then had people who sowed candy, bubbles, toys, coloring books, Easter eggs, balloons and other things to bring to the kids in Jamaica. Β While I watched all this, I had a memory of a prophecy given to me at a women’s conference a few years back. That God would take care of whatever costs associated with mission trips I wanted to go on. All I had to do was ask.

So now I’m here, March 11th-18th, and I can’t wait to see what God has in store for us. A small but mighty band of 8 people going out to love on the people of Jamaica.

Tomorrow is day one of the work. We’re splitting into 2 groups and going to a couple of churches. Someone will preach and then the rest of us will be altar workers. I’m an altar worker by the way. I’m not quite ready to preach in a pulpit. πŸ˜‰

So for who ever might be reading this, I ask that you pray for miracles, signs, and wonders to run rampant through this week as well as the people, both the Jamaicans and the missionaries, to experience God’s love like never before.

I believe that’s the theme of the week. God’s Love.

Comment and tell me what God’s Love means to you.

Happy Daylight Savings Day!!!

Blessings to you all,

Shineka