Friday, March 25, 2011

FRIDAY: A DAY OFF?

Pre-school teachers:  Elizabeth, Pierre, Hormise
Miss Clona and Max

Mr. Jean and Ken Ken

Mr Petit Homme and student

Mr Crispel in the checking room.

Crystal Salewski getting papers ready for her class.
It's Friday and I'm getting ready to prep for my meeting with David, the young man who is a Jehovah's Witness.  I'm not sure how sincere he is but if you pray, pray for him.  He was a Mormon and now a JW, 20 years old.  Ahh, the Lord made sure a copy of their book was in my hands and I can tell you, it is no wonder they are so mixed up!  So, we'll see today. Gary said Hebrews 1 answers the "angel question."  In case you don't know, they believe that the archangel Michael and Jesus are one and the same, which denies Jesus being God's son, the begotten Son, it denies the trinity, it denies so truth.  But, that's what error does, denies truth.  What is truth?  Jesus is TRUTH!
We are having wonderful chapel services at El Shaddai.  Our worship brings God's presence. Sophonie said, the other week, Thursdays are great days, we worship God then we pass all our tests.  Well, she passes because she studies, but the worship brings an air of calm and peace that resides with them the rest of the day.  We are studying John 10, and will probably be there for the rest of the school year. 
Gary is off to Port today, trying to get Al and Bev's papers.  Hopefully, this will be their final trip and they'll have the results in hand when they return. 
The boys just announced they were hungry so I better get breakfast for them.  They are such good boys.  Rarely do we have to correct them.  Don't get me wrong, they are boys and do all the things boys do, but, they respond to me with a right attitude which means a whole lot!  Right now, they are working to get bicycles.  They sweep the yard, do their homework promptly, and any other little job I may have for them. Oh, almost forgot, they feed and water the dog. 
Going to try to add pictures and move from this place. Please if you can, order the book on the ad. I listened to the author talking about it and it's info we all need with America taking a stand toward total sexual freedom in the gay and lesbian community. 
Mr. Delson and Stally

Madame Tom, in office, she does copies.

Mr. Norkens, our secretary.

Dinah Deher, from Germany helping teach at ESLC.
Mr. Richy with Naika as she studies for exam.
We wait for election results next week. Pray the country remains peaceful irregardless of who wins!
Blessings to you today.  John 10:10, The thief comes to steal, kill and destroy, I have come that you might have life and have it more abundantly...Jesus.

 

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

My Mind is Racing as Fast as Time is Moving

Bible School
Thousands hear that Jesus delivers from demonic oppression
There is so much to do and so little time.  There is so much to teach and it is crowding up my mind.  I'm not crazy or going crazy, I seem to have a tiny revelation as to how late the hour is.  I'm not advocating Jesus return on May 11, 2011, not at all.  He's coming, no doubt about it, and there are still souls untouched, unmoved by the message that Jesus will change their lives.  So we must work while it's day for night is coming and no man can work! 

I'm studying the Blood, the Kingdom and the necessity for deliverance. But then, last Thursday in chapel at El Shaddai, the interest the kids had in the life of Jesus as a real person brought another topic that must be studied out and presented.  Can I do this?  Yes! By the power of the Holy Spirit and by the Word that says I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.  So, that means praying ....a lot.  It means studying....a lot.  It means dying to my selfish desires, totally.  Yes! Lord!
Speaking to the multitudes!


On Friday morning a young man is coming here to study the Bible. He's a Jehovah's Witness and wants to understand truth.  Please pray for us to present truth to him and that his eyes would be open to truth!

I taught on the blood in Bible school last Friday evening and realized, my students don't  have a revelation of it.  Not yet, so please pray that they will.  They don't get it. They don't understand the power of the blood. They proclaim it but when you start picking it apart and explaining it from the Bible, they don't get it.  So, you can pray about that as well. 
Speaking at Family Harvest Church

I was told that the Jehovah Witnesses sacrificed a goat!!!!  Just the other day!!!!  My student asked if it was WRONG!!!!  At least he asked which means he wants to know. 

We are in the middle of Kanaval.  Noisy, demonic, terrible.  But we are also in the midst of a great move of God.  Oh that Haiti would step into what has been prophesied!!!  That this little part of an island would become a giant in God and a light to the nations.  It's going to happen and what an honor to be here right now spreading the Word of God to the least of these.  Can you tell I'm excited?? 
Delson preaching at a village church

“We must through much tribulation enter into the kingdom of God.” - Act_14:22 (3)

“We must through much tribulation enter into the kingdom of God.” - Act_14:22 (3)

Thursday, February 24, 2011

THRUSDAY CHAPEL AT EL SHADDAI

Thursday Chapel 2/25/11

We’ve been consistent about chapel at El Shaddai since its inception.  We’ve seen children saved, healed, and set free from all sorts of things, but today………….Today was different.  I must back up a little so that you will begin to understand why.
Two weeks ago, a Haitian pastor by the name of Eddy Francois came to town and did a two week crusade that really impacted the devil’s hold on people. There were so many healings and deliverances we couldn’t count them all.  He’s gone but what happened is lingering and we saw a bit of it today with our kids.
Today, we were singing a Paul Wilbur song that had a line stating “what God has done for me.”  When we finished, I said, “Someone stand up and tell us what God has done for you.”
Marc was the first to raise his hand.  Marc is age 12.  I knew his mother died a couple of years ago and that he was still hurting from the loss.  He began to tell us about getting hit by a car, which resulted in breaking his arm.  I told him God saved his life so he could serve God.  He said, “I want to pray but I can’t pray. I go to church but there is always something there that keeps me from praying.”  I asked if he’d ever been to the book (witch doctor) and he replied no.  Then he said, “After my mother died, my father took me to the witch doctor and he gave me a bath.”  This bath is like a baptism using very smelly water or mud.  His father was trying (out of ignorance) to protect his children from death but of course, he was attaching death to them, thus the accident.  By this time Marc was crying and we prayed fervently over him binding generational curses and the spirit of death.  He was so shaken he sat down at the front of the class (on the bench behind us) rather than returning to his seat.
Henson came up.  Henson is very slow with his school work and he’s usually in trouble for one thing or another.  Henson came several years ago. His mother told him he was coming to Haiti for a vacation and then she left, leaving him with an aunt.  Thankfully, this aunt is a Christian.  Henson dropped his head as he began to speak and tears started to flow. He told us about a gun fight that occurred when he was very young out in a village.  There was voodoo going on, when Henson’s uncle killed a man.  His mother and father ran leaving Henson standing all alone.  There was only one way to escape the village and that was across a river.  Frightened, Henson ran and jumped in the river but was drowning.  Someone rescued him and drown in the effort.  Henson didn’t see his parents for several years after that.  By the time he finished the story we were all tearing up.  We prayed over him binding different spirits that have troubled him since then. (Mr. Daniel said he has had trouble with Henson so often and had no idea what this boy had been through. He said, “I will begin to treat him differently because he needs love.”)  Mitch came next.  Mitch is a very small 12 year old that came to El Shaddai last year having a command of English from another English school.  He talked about 1/12/10, the day of the earthquake.  He was in Port au Prince that day, many people died around him. His uncle rescued him.  This is the first time we had any clue that he was in the earthquake in Port.  You could tell that he was still very shaken from the experience and he probably hasn’t talked about it from that day to this.  We prayed he would have peace of mind.
Stally came up and told her story.  I knew that her mother had been taking her for demonic baths every week as she shared this with us over a year ago, after she had an accident that nearly killed her.  Her mother had gotten saved, but the spirits were still after Stally and she called it a “snake in my throat.”  Because she couldn’t breathe well, her mother got her on a motor cycle taxi to take her to the hospital and they had an accident. She ended up in a hospital in Port au Prince and has quite a few visible scars from that accident.  After she came back to school, she was different about the Gospel.  Instead of a dark look when she was in chapel, she was happy and singing.  We came against all the curses put on her by the witch doctor each time she went to him.
Tara shared a long story about how people called her a sorceress, since she was a small child.  She’d answer that she couldn’t be a sorceress because she was born into a Christian family.  We know the famil well.  Her story became so bizarre that we cut it off and intend to have some private prayer sessions with her.  We spoke to her mother about it and she said, “My husbands family are all in voodoo and they have tried for years through witchcraft to get him back and out of Christianity.  The spirits are coming to my daughter instead.
So, there you have it, a peek into children’s lives here on this island that openly serves the devil.  Generation after generation, it goes on.  I reminded all the kids that Jesus has all power and can set people free.  I’m asking you to pray that our kids will be totally free as we preach and teach and pray over them. Pray there are more opportunities to bring true deliverance to these captives so the next generation will be Godly.
 Later in the day Mr. Daniel came back and said, “That chapel service was the Holy Ghost. I thought you would have your Bible presentation, I didn’t expect anything like what happened…it was all God.”  And it was!

Thursday, January 13, 2011

AS HIS CUSTOM WAS….

Luke 4:16

 
 

 
 

16 So He came to Nazareth, where He had been brought up. And as His custom was, He went into the synagogue on the Sabbath day, and stood up to read.   

 
 

Custom is an interesting word.  "as His custom was"  We like things we are accustomed to.  We generally don't like change even within our hearts.  When we grow familiar with things being one way or the other, we are comfortable.  Even a wife of an alcoholic grows accustomed to her husbands behavior, to the strange extreme as enabling his sickness.  If he changes she is thrown off balance and has a hard time relating, even though she hated the alcoholic behavior.  R.A.Torrey in his book How to Pray, states that a woman may pray for her husband to be saved but in  reality she does not want him saved because she is not prepared for the changes in him which will be totally foreign to what she has known as his custom. 

 
 

Moving about this morning I thought about my customs.  Get up, turn coffee pot on, find my books, find a spot to be alone, and for me it's to walk out on the porch and look at the black sky with it's multitude of stars, think about Jesus, talk to Him, get destracted, jerk my thoughts back to Him,....It's not like that every single day, there are times when I over sleep,or  have something else to do that is pressing for this customary time with the Lord....what would my husband say was my custom?  What are my customs? What do I want them to be for this new year?  Jesus custom was to go to the Temple.

 
 

The other thought becomes; Do people know my customs?  Do people look at me and say:  She has the custom of:  praying about everything, going to church on a regular basis, welcoming guests, never saying anything negative about others, chores, her children, grandchildren; or life in general.  Will others say about us when we are no longer here:  I remember her/him and it was always their custom to worship God, or shout Halleluia, or give to the poor, or (you can fill in the blank====what would you like people to remember about you and your customs)?

 
 

A dear friend of mine, who has gone on to be with the Lord, had customs that I admired. He had a smile on his face all the time, laughed easily.  I remember one time in particular and have thought about it over the years since the experience.  We were together in the car, his wife, daughter and I, on our way to the airport.  He was going on a missions trip to Africa, I was invited to be a travel companion for his wife after we dropped him off.  His daughter, about 12 or 13 said she was hungry. Time did not permit stopping so he said with a chuckle, "You can fast Becka....did you ever hear of fasting?"  I thought that was an interesting answer to a child's request. He always brought everyone back to thinking about the Lord, it was his custom. He also had the custom of dancing before the Lord. If someone looked from a flesh point of view, it was a funny dance, usually out of rhythm, but it was a heart filled dance and he didn't care who was watching, he only cared that the Lord saw his dance.  It was his custom.

 
 

So, here we are in a new year and I'm wondering what are my customs that will make a differences in others liives? How am I positioned to develop spiritually, physically, mentally, ministerially this year.  so that relationship with the Lord will be seen in all I do.  Jesus was known to go to the Temple.  What am I known for based on what people see me do daily and what do I want to be known for after I leave the earth?  The beginning of a new year is prime time to decide. What is our custom?

 
 

Carolyn