M.A.P Week 5

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M.A.P Week 5

It has been one month and four days since M.A.P. has begun. It has been the one of the most amazing experiences of my life thus far. I feel like I have grown spiritually and mentally. The only growing I have done physically is in my stomach (#Georgia).  Anyways, classes have been outstanding. One of my favorite classes so far was taught by Bro. Harry Greaves. He really just told stories about his life that pertained to his faith. They were all amazing stories that inspired me to walk in a spiritual faith.

 

I was reading this story the other day about a shark. It said that a shark will only grow up to 8 inches in a fish tank but up to 8 feet or more in the ocean. The shark cannot outgrow its environment. It is the same thing with people. We will not outgrow the people we surround ourselves by. Many times in life we surround ourselves by people who are negative and we begin to act in the same manner. But if we would surround ourselves with Men and Women of God we would began to develop a character that says we are a Man/Woman of God.

 

M.A.P has been that sea for me.  I am not restricted to minimal growth but can grow to my full potential. I am very thankful for my friends, family, mentors, and this program for pushing me out into what God has for me and showing me that I don’t have to be satisfied because I am not where I was yesterday.

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We Are The Church

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We Are The Church

Yesterday I read this story of a young Amish man named Steven who was killed in a mill accident in New Wilmington, Pa . Steven had a wife named Mary, and 5 children, and one on the way. The narrator of this story asked his friend "How will they financially make it, since the Amish do not carry insurance?" she answered, "The church will take care of them." The narrator goes on to say "We are the church! We will all pitch in and help her until her sons are grown and can financially support her. If every body gives a little, she will have a lot."

This is the church! When there is a need, it is taken care of. Not by a couple people but the entire church! We are Gods hands and feet! We have to reach out to people who are hurting and in need. The church is not a building but it is the community of people who gather in the building. We have got to come to the realization that we are just nurses trying to help the patient until the finally get a hold of the Doctor. As a nurse we have to do everything we can until that Doctor shows up.

We all need each other.

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There Is A Remedy

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There Is A Remedy

As I was thinking, my heart began to beat quickly., my body began to shake, and the pain in my chest was unbearable. I wanted to rip my heart out of my chest. I was having my first anxiety attack.

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My M.A.P. Journey So Far

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My M.A.P. Journey So Far

M.A.P. has been one of the best experiences of my life so far. I feel like I have grown, not only in wisdom but spiritually as well. I feel like, without a doubt, God has called me to be here and use this opportunity as a stepping stone into Missions work! God has pulled at my heart so much since I came. I desire to continue to grow as the next few months go by.

I was praying yesterday and asking God to guide my steps. I wanted to know where my next step will be. He reminded me of a question He asked me while I was in ministry school. In an almost audible voice, he asked me if I would go. He said a specific location but I wouldn't like to share that at the moment. But I remember feeling such an overwhelming peace come over me as I said: "Here am I, Send me." He reminded me of his plan for my life. Never would I want to stray from it.

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Running From His Will

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Running From His Will

I had lived in 3 different states in the span of 6 months. Each time I moved I said the same thing to myself, "This is the will of God for my life". I convinced myself that I knew where I needed to be and what God wanted me to do. But it was just an illusion. Was I lost? No. I was running from a place that I thought no growth could happen. Ohio.

In April I came to visit my family. At this time I had been living in Alabama. When we drove past that welcome to Ohio sign I felt at home. I had never felt this feeling about Ohio before. God had placed a burden on my heart for this state and I finally saw that Ohio needed me. Actually, they didn't need me, they needed the God in me.

I finally feel the growth that I have been praying for. I feel like God has brought me to M.A.P. not just to equip me for the mission field in other nations, but equip me for Ohio. I have lost so many friends due to my decision to move home. But I have to stand up for Ohio, no matter what it may cost me. I am ready!

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Faith Like Alfredo

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Faith Like Alfredo

As I was flipping through the stories in my book about Latin American missionaries a specific title popped out to me. Honestly, because I thought it was funny. “Courageous Alfredo Testifies”. All I could imagine in my head was a Pasta noodle testifying. But as I began to read this story my emotions began to be stirred. What I thought would be a silly story was a story of a young Nicaraguan boy named Alfredo who attended Sunday school class and accepted Jesus into his heart.

The following morning after Alfredo conversion he went to his Catholic school. They asked everyone to come to the front and pray to a statue of Mary. Alfredo refused. He knew that Mary couldn't hear him but he Knew God could. He was a follower of Jesus and stood up for that. His Teacher beat his hands until they were bloody and swollen. He cried but took joy in knowing he was a light to his class.

This boy was 9 years old but had such faith in God. He had only been saved one day but suffered persecution knowing God called him to be a light. This story shows the faith of a child. A faith many of us need.

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My Journey To Map

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My Journey To Map

I took all the lead out of my mechanical pencil and replaced it with a paper clip and began to draw on my skin. I was confused and hurt by friends, family, and church. Would I ever tell anyone about how I felt? I didn’t think I ever would. So I continued to draw and write all my anger. I didn’t want to leave scars but I felt like physical pain felt better then all the hurt mentally. I knew who God was but didn’t feel like He was there.

The summer of 2014 I attended church camp and God spoke to my heart. He spoke to me about the people who had hurt me and showed me that it was their personality. Not the personality of God. While I was at church camp I felt like God called me to go to the School of Ministry and it was there I accepted the call of missions on my life.

After school I kind of skipped around to a lot of churches. I didn’t know where God wanted me until he opened my eyes to things. He planted me into a wonderful church and opened a door for me to go to MAP that will allow me to walk in what God has called me to do, be a mission-minded pastor.

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