Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Caught in a Perfect Moment.

After visiting a my friend at the park I went to Umm Suqueim beach for some time with my Heavenly Father. While sitting on my little beach towel, breathing in the salty air and being captivated by the crashing waves, I found my self in a perfect moment. When my heart feel full and I am satisfied. 

I am blessed during this season of my life to have so much free time not distracted  by school, work, and other everyday responsibilities I had back in the States. There is a whole other level of daily responsibility here that I will absolutely bring back home with me. "Now that I have seen I am responsible Faith without deeds is dead...And I am on a plane Across a distant sea But I carry you in me In the dust on...My feet. I will tell the world where I've been." - Brooke Fraser, Albertine. Now, this song is about Rawanda but I feel this quote is fitting for me right now. In another blog on another day I will dive into this "responsibility" business a little deep. Until then......

While I am reminded of man made restriction such as schedules I am also reminded and greatly comforted that God is not restricted by a schedule. If I want to go to the beach, sit at a coffee shop, or lay in my bed God is there ready to meet with me. Ready to spend time with me. When my heart is full or when I am anxious God is always ready to listen. And today I chose the beach to observe my Fathers good work. 


Jerri K.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Here's to being out of your element & comfort zone!

You should try it once in a while...it's good for the soul!

Has 7 months really passed by already? My calendar says so, my mind says other wise. On one had I feel as though I have accumulated a lifetime of experiences, lessons, and growth in these short months and on the other hand I feel like no time has passed at all.

My thoughts when I first settled into my plane seat headed for the U.A.E was, I know that in no time I will be sitting on a plane taking me back to the States. Just like that, this adventure will be over and a new season will begin. I advised myself to make the most of every event, challenge, and life here. There were moment in the first three months when I would cry before calling a taxi to pick me up to go to yet another place...alone.

If you know me at all you know I like to be around people I don't enjoy doing things solo. I need a Tom (Reference from "Tom & Jerry"), A Clyde, someone to help me hold the net when I reel in the big one (in my case I'd be the one holding the net), you know; someone to have an adventure with, get into trouble with, and sometime...cry with! I am sure Clyde cried on Bonnie's shoulder countless times.( ; I have been given the opportunity to step out of my comfort zone and element more times than I would like, to be honest. However, 7 months later I can say I am better for it. I have learned from and grown. This has been amazing! I have learned that my Father is truly THE Constant Companion. He is...I know it to be fact because I have experienced it!

Now, I still very much prefer to enjoy things with others but I have learned that I "have it in me" to be alone and feel secure about it. I am still not 100% over this hurdle, but I can see a difference and am grateful for this refinement. I feel like I am moving on to the next season of life better prepared and ready for the independence it will require.

I have learned a whole new heart for ministry and will never be the same because of it. I have received the best mentoring being here and am working along side of dedicated Workers. Yet another blessing I am exceedingly grateful for!

The above is not even the tip of the iceberg, living in the desert it seems silly to use that analogy doesn't it? haha Well, you get the picture. This may be a bucket of sand in the entire seven Emirates of the things that I have learned and will challenge me for a life time.

To my friends and family thank you for your consistent prayers and support. Because of your love and faithfulness to our Father I will never be the same.


Jerri K.