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Snapshots of life...

Life. What is life anyway? And what does it mean to live life to the full? A little reflection there. One thing I do know is that I am alive and that the days seem to pass by quicker then I would like them to. The month of July has literally flown by... I can’t believe this weekend it’ll already be August. Where did July go?

It’s been an eventful month. Last week was my birthday and I felt very loved and valued. Going for a Brazilian BBQ with some friends in a week or so and I am very excited!! I really hope it’s authentic and good, or I think I will most certainly be a tad disappointed. I also got given a car, almost on the day of my birthday. A good friend of mine got given another car and so she gave me her old one. It took a week and a bit for the garage to fix it up and pass it in the inspection, and getting it licensed in my name and getting insurance wasn’t totally straightforward, but I now have it. And it feels so freeing and lovely when I’m driving my own car!!! It’s a golden 1996 Ford Taurus, also known as the golden chariot (named by the former owner). A great blessing and I’ve only had it for 3 days. So that’s a big change to the practicalities of life. I don’t know what excites me most, having a car or being able to now give lifts to other people who don’t have cars...

I also decided one weekend to make homemade pita breads and homemade bagels. And it worked. Without wanting to brag, they were the best pita breads and bagels I’ve eaten. Goodbye store bought ones, it’s much nicer (and cheaper) to make and eat homemade ones. And I found a recipe for ice coffee in a magazine from Norway and made that, and it tasted a lot better than the ones you can buy in coffee shops. I guess I am almost self-sufficient then....smiles...although I do still go out for coffee because, as we know. going for coffee is about so much more than the actual coffee.

Hope City prayer room is still great. Love it so much here!! And I can see how it is already impacting the city. The other day I prayed that we would have a greater burden for the city and when I sat down God just gave me such a heart for the city and overwhelmed me with His love for Kansas City.

It’s exciting to see people from the inner city start to trickle in. We now have a group of kids who come in every day and help us serve lunch and hang out. Today some of them came and prayed in the prayer room which was cool. It’s great to have a place to get to know them and when I sit with them at lunch and just talk to them and learn about their lives, I know that God’s heart is to see them grow up following Jesus and walking in His ways. Some of the ones I have talked to have shared how their fathers are dead, some killed. This is the reality these children are growing up in. And so as I pray for them I pray for God to strengthen their mothers who are trying their best to raise their children alone, and I pray for the children that God would reveal Himself to them as a good Father, a Father who will never abandon them and who will be their protector and provider.

There you go. A few snapshots from life this past month....I wonder what August will be like...

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