Global Journey of ONE

Wow, I am continually amazed at how much can happen in a few short days. But I suppose when we're constantly doing something, we always have a few good stories.
Last time I wrote I told you that I was going to Mexico City/Chiapas/Oaxaca for my outreach in December. After deciding that and attending a few meetings I felt so uneasy about it. I had no peace and was struggling with whether I even really wanted to go. I told my leader the situation, and she let me take a week to pray about whether God wanted me on the Mexico team or the Morocco team. All week long I prayed about it, begging God to show me which team to be on. My deadline for deciding was coming up so I decided that I would only switch to the Morocco team if God did something big to show me that He wanted me in Morocco instead of Mexico...nothing big came. So I am once again, officially part of the Mexico team and now at so much more peace about it than before. This whole past week in classes we had been learning about spiritual warfare and now I can totally see how the enemy was trying to distract me and discourage me from going on the Mexico outreach. One of my good friends here said that the enemy probably knows that God has great plans for me on the Mexico outreach and that I'll touch many lives for Christ so he was trying to lure me away from God's plan. It's a good feeling knowing that you've thwarted satan's plan.
As I just mentioned, this past week we learned about spiritual warfare in class. It was so awesome because not only did we learn about spiritual warfare, but we also had the opportunity to break past attacks and strongholds on pur lives. For example, one night we had a "Freedom from Fear" night where we voiced our biggest fears out loud and renounced the fear and had the class pray for us. Another day we prayed against things like pride, passivity, generational curses, shame, and things along those lines. It was awesome to see people freed from their chains.
On a more comical note, I do have a really funny story. So, most mornings I go for a run along the boardwalk before breakfast. Friday morning I did my usual run, came back and ate breakfast, then went back to my room and crawled up onto my bed for quiet time. I read my daily devotional then started listening to worship on my ipod. I was really tired that morning and instead of taking a shower right away, I fell asleep, allowing everyone else in my room to shower before me. I woke up 30 minutes before class started and hopped in the shower. Everything was ging fine until I looked down at the ground and saw bkack dirt all over the floor. I looked at the water coming out of the drain and saw that it was all muddy (side note; at this point I still had shampoo in my hair...). Obviously I had to stop my shower because usually the shower makes you more clean than when you first stepped in. So I walked over to the sink and tried it...black water came from it, too! At that point I knew I was in trouble. Then one of the leaders walked by our door and announced we had to leave for class. All I could say at that point was, "Um, Jeanette, I'm going to be late." After explaining the situation I learned that what happened in our bathroom happened in every other bathroom because the water pump had accidentally been shut off the night before so the lines switched to the reserve tanks that hadn't been touched in about 60 years (disgusting, I know). However, nobody else was stuck with shampoo still in their hair. After a miriad of suggestions (one being to jump in the pool and wash my hair out there...did I mention our pool doesn't really have a filter?), one of the married couples who lives close to the base offered me their shower. So I packed a bag and went to their house to finish showering and go to class from there (class was already about 30 minutes in at this point). I was pleasantly surprised at how good my shower turned out to be. It was actually warm, in a house, and I had time to enjoy it instead of rushing for the next person. So what started out as a disastrous situation turned into the best shower I've taken since being in mexico. And oddly, I was never angry at any point of the whole thing, I just laughed through it. God really is faithful to provide, even in the craziest, funniest, most awkward situations. :)