What the world needs now...

I have had so many things running around in my head that I want to write blogs on, but every time I think about what I want to write I feel like I don't have the time, or maybe the words to get it all out.  Over the last few months a lot of things (good and bad) have been going on in my life.  I am so thankful for these things, yes even the bad, because I am a new and better person because of them!  I am going to write more often about certain things that I have found super helpful, some aha moments, share some cool graphics I have made, a cool tip, maybe a photo...just take time doing more quick posts than some deep, long reads, cause "who has time for dat?".

So here goes...15 minutes of truth.  Start timer, check!  GO

So I heard something in a conference I attended recently (confession I just hit pause and went to look where I wrote down some good stuff, and can't find it so I don't know if it was really at the conference, but I am going to give the credit to my awesome new friend Vickie anyway - unpause) that really hit home for me.

Be careful where you get your Truth because the world (church, preachers, media, internet) gets God's Truth wrong a lot of the time.

This was like a smack upside my head....DUH, aha moment.  Man, THIS is why the world is such a mess.  When I was a new believer I didn't read the Bible for myself.  I relied on sermons, and on books ABOUT the Bible by other people I didn't really know except they sold a lot of books, what other people had to say, about their interpretation of the Bible.  I didn't realize the importance of reading God's word FOR myself, so that it could come alive for ME.  So that I could HEAR from GOD in His voice through the pages of HIS BOOK, His story...the Bible.  I know this seems so trivial and simple.  But really, confession time here...I didn't read my Bible for myself until I arrived in the Dominican Republic to become a missionary (3 1/2 years ago).  GASP!  I know, crazy huh?  I just didn't know.  When you know better...then you can DO BETTER!

If we don't read God's word and let it marinate and soak in, shoot even read it a TON of times, we don't get filled with HIS TRUTH.  If we allow the news, the media, or the world be our way to the GOOD NEWS, we will be contaminated by UNTRUTH and a lot of times just BAD NEWS.

When we don't read REAL truth found in the BIBLE,we won't know when the world is lying to us.  If we rely on what the world says we will more than likely think that we are independent, we don't need anyone or anything and WE are in control of our lives.  We will be tricked into believing that money and things are most important .  We will sacrifice our family and even our lives to achieve a better job, more money, and more things.

I am here to tell you that I had a beautiful house, a job I loved, my husband was a baseball coach (whose team won 3 back-to-back-to-back state championships) and teacher at a prestigious private school,, we had one child in that amazing school and another to attend in a couple of years, we had 2 cars, I got my hair colored every 14 weeks for ALOT of money...basically we didn't lack for anything.  Now we are missionaries in a 3rd world country, all of our money comes 100% from God through amazing donors that truly believe in what we do and send us money to make it happen, we lost our house through some tough circumstances and we gave away pretty much all of our belongings to friends and even some things to complete strangers.  I say all this not to brag or make you feel bad.  I say all this to say that without the things of the world that make us feel worthy and worth something (house, stuff and money) I have never felt more rich!  We don't have any money in savings, we have bills that are more than we planned, we have a beautiful house that we rent and I feel like I have truly found complete happiness and joy living under God's wing.  I am completely dependent on Him.  I am not in control and HE is and that makes me feel free!

Time is up!

I hope you take away from this that GOD'S WORD is important.  Put down your smart phone and pick up a BOOK called THE BIBLE that will make you smarter in life than any phone ever will.  My friend Vickie said something like this...."You shower daily with soap, so make sure you WASH DAILY with GOD'S WORD".  I love that!  I don't want to go a day without GOD'S word, because without HIS truth, my life can smell pretty stinky!

I love you that read my mind ramblings!  Thank you!

In His Grip,

Jodi

Thankful

Today I am thankful.  First of all I am thankful first that I know Jesus, because if I didn't, I don't think I would be feeling so {t h a n k f u l} right now.



I awoke at about 4 or so this morning to a huge crack of thunder and the sound of rain.  An all familiar sound as it had been raining for about a day and a half.  A storm was here, not sure her name or if she even had a name but she was dumping 8 - 12" of water on little ole Hispaniola (the island of the DR and Haiti).  Officially not sure what kind of storm they called it, a tropical depression, tropical storm, Caribbean disturbance, but it was raining....a lot.  I needed to go downstairs to make sure the towels were set on the floor under the leaky windows, the bucket was under the ceiling fan in the kitchen that hot water would leak out of (yea that can't be good), that the towel keeping water out of the house was ok at that back door (since the back yard is level with the inside of the house and my small walled in ceramic tile patio likes to drain into my dining room).  I opened the door to my bedroom and the stench hit me.  Not a familiar smell, but a bad one for sure.  Oh no, I headed down the stairs and now as I look back, a little more awake now, this is where I start to get thankful.

Thankful that....

• I only slipped a little as I walked down the tile stairs half asleep
• As I stepped onto the 1st floor tile floor in my bare feet that I was already cautious and caught myself from totally wiping out on my water soaked floor and smashing my head on the tile steps
• I immediately found the source of the water as I followed the stench into our small half bath to discover the floor drain was no longer a drain but a fountain
• Thankful that the rain did stop so the water would stop coming
• It was only a little bit of sewage that was mixed in with the water
• I have a husband who I can wake up to come help me sweep water out the back door
• That even though I was barefoot standing in water when I unplugged the tangled mess of cords behind the entertainment center I didn't electrocute myself
• The power that had been on and off all day was on and we could actually see what we were dealing with
• That we only got tense with each other once and I realized letting him lead would be the best for both of us
• I had just swept under all the furniture and mopped so the million dust bunnies were now safely off to the landfill vs. floating all around my new living room swimming pool
• We have 2 brooms to sweep the stinky water across the length of the house and out the door
• I have a washing machine to wring the water out of towels that were being used as barriers to keep the water going in the direction we wanted it
• For the groups like Brookstone Baseball who brought and donated towels after they came to serve here in the DR.  For Athletes in Action who donated a bunch of towels and those yummy smelling laundry detergent pod thingies so I could wash out the stench
• My neighbors didn't yell out "Hey gringa what the heck are you doing laundry for at 5:30 am?"
• This storm came when we were home and not a couple weeks ago when we were visiting family in the US
• The kids were already in our bed so I didn't feel bad stealing their fans to dry up the last of the water and clear out the smell
• I had hot water to shower the yucky water off my bare feet and sweat off my tired body
• I live in a 2 story concrete block home with a concrete roof and glass windows so I can retreat upstairs away from the storm
• I know where I need to caulk the windows after all the rain stops and they dry out
• I can be prepared next time with a sump pump for the drain
• It is Sunday so I can go back to bed after it is all over

As I was taking a shower I thought of JBJ (Jodi before Jesus) and how the old me would have reacted to something like this.  I know it would have involved a lot of anger, annoyance and probably some swearing.  I got to thinking, or God got to talking and I listened, while I was in the shower.  He told me...

"That there are going to be storms I can guarantee that.  Following Me isn't always easy, but it will be worth it and better than the alternative.  Aren't you glad I woke you up with that huge crack of thunder, and then that second one?  Now that you look back just think of how bad it could have been if you had fallen down the stairs?  You know all those ice bucket challenges and the people lifting heavy buckets of ice water over their heads, well if you had ALS you wouldn't even be able to adjust your rear view mirror without a struggle.  You can see, walk, talk and you are pretty smart.  You have been blessed with white privilege and I take care of you through your supporters each and every day.  You are blessed right?"  It didn't feel mean.  It felt convicting. And I needed conviction.  Conviction gets me back on track.

It was at this point that I began to weep a little.  I prayed, Lord use this water to wash all the filth off of me.  No I don't mean the sewage water I fear is seeping into the cracks on my pedicure needing feet, but the times I am selfish with my time and don't give it to you.  When I am ugly to my family when they deserve grace, love and compassion and not my feeble frustration with stupid things. Lord I know you love me and you know I am going to be having this conversation with you again probably in the near future, but thank you for Your grace and forgiveness.

You know what, storms are coming.  Sometimes we will get a crack of thunder, a warning sign, and sometimes we won't.  What we have to remember is that this earth is not our home and these things are not important when you look at them from an eternal perspective.  Is my family ok, are we safe, can this be fixed?  Yes, and yes it is annoying, but there is so much more suffering going on.  Not just here in the DR as people's houses get washed away in this storm.  I can only imagine that there were many who were sleeping on their dirt floor last night who were awoken as water rushed through their little tin house.  So no pity party for me and my now clean and dry house with good smelling towels drying on the floor.

There is a whole world out there with issues and problems.  I can't live just in my my little world and not be worried about the rest of the world.  When the storms come I know I can hold on to Jesus and for me I find great hope in that.  JBJ didn't have that hope in eternity.  She had hope in what she was in control of.  She didn't even know what she didn't know.  Now that I know I am so thankful that Jesus took a hold of me and my heart.  No I am not perfect, but each day I am sanctified more and more to be what He wants me to be.  I know when I don't spend time in His word every day it is easy to slip back into the world and away from my true potential as a Christ follower.

Come Lord Jesus Come,

Jodi Shaheen

3 years and four moves later....San Pedro de Marcoris our new home!

So on June 28th we celebrated our 3 year anniversary since we left it all behind and followed Christ right to the Dominican Republic.  I sit now, in San Pedro de Marcoris, our new city, our 4th home.  I have started nesting...finally.  I feel at home in this new home, although this is not my final home.  The other day I was putting the final touches on our new home (which I love by the way), I was printing out pictures to fill, I am embarrassed to say like 6 frames, empty frames...and I am a photographer.  What a disgrace!  Well they have pictures now and I got thinking that it has been a LONG time since I have picked up my camera, been creative, had fun....so I grabbed the kids and headed out to our favorite Mexican restaurant.  On the way I planned to snap some pics of our new city to update everyone on our new adventure.  Then it started raining.  I was frustrated at first, then thought it will probably stop soon so no need to get too upset.

This is what it looked like as we got in the car

Getting our Mexican fix at our favorite restaurant Paco Taco

As we walked down to the malecon (area near the seashore with restaurants and such) the sky didn't look so good, but we never got rained on

Bet you this cool looking truck has some stories to tell...

There are many people sitting along the water on the walls, walking, and running.  San Pedro is a town of Dominicans, no tourists here, just Dominicans rich and poor, and some American missionaries we are getting to know.

Pretty cool there is so much going on here.

My crazy kids found lots of places to explore

They are getting so big! 9 and almost 7 wow!

I suggested they walk over there and hold hands.  Wyman didn't want to then it was so cute, she just grabbed his hand.  Love them!

This is her, help there is a wave coming face!

I feed her, I promise!

I love this one

Heart rock {love}

Cool snails

Storms a comin'

Love the power of the sea

Cool lighthouse we will need to explore later

We did not try the sketchy fair that was in town, but love the skyline with the Ferris wheel

Then God painted a pretty sky for us!

These piggies have had many adventures over the past 3 years, and hope to make many more here in our new city and wherever the Lord takes us!

Daddy was at Chapel for the Dominican Red Sox tonight...we missed him!

In His Grip,

Jodi

Unexpected Blessings

So I would never think I would be blessed while sitting on the toilet with a sponge and a spray bottle. But it happened.

My bathroom in our old house back in GA was bigger than some of the homes here in the Dominican. My bathroom here in my new DR home, I can clean the whole floor while seated on the toilet (seat down) with a sponge and spray bottle.  You may wonder why I consider that a blessing. I do because I am seeing my blessings now not in excess but in lack.  The world could look at my life and think I am now not so "blessed" because I have so much less. I don't have a toilet that has its own room with a door. There is no carpet. There aren't two his/hers sinks. There is no seperate shower and a tub big enough for a few neighbor's kids along with mine.  All those things now make me feel ashamed with the access I had in my old life.

Here I can see I am still blessed with so much more than most have here. I would guess and probably be right in saying that the majority of homes on this island don't have bathrooms. No running water. A hole in the ground with an outhouse looking structure around it, or maybe a chamber pot, or just the woods.  I am embarrassed for the American dream house with spaces nobody uses, rooms that sit empty, and a home with too much space. And why? Because they can. They have the means to get money they have no right having except for a good credit score. And why do we need a house with more bedrooms than family members. With electrical bills bigger than some of my neighbors make in months, maybe a year.

The world wants more. Me, I want less. Less is more. For me it is. I am so thankful for my little bathroom. And I even have a second one if something were to happen with the 1st one. I am thankful for my home here in the Dominican. Our ministry. Our supporters, because without them, I would have nothing.

Lord, thank you for stripping me of too much so I can see what is truly important!

Amen

~ Jodi

Long Overdue

I.wanted.to.write.a.post.for.the.longest.time.then.this.happened.

Do.you.know.how.hard.it.is.to.type.without.a.space.bar?

I kept thinking to myself..."girl you need to write, you need to share, don't think that your life can't inspire someone, can't point them towards Jesus". I even feel stupid writing this statement. Maybe stupid isn't the word...boastful or arrogant maybe? I am just going to go with it, hopefully without too much rambling since I have so much to get out!

So since my last post, June 4, 2013, I was in Spanish language school for 7 weeks, 5 days a week, 5 hours a day, traveled to see family in MA for 3 weeks, returned to the DR and I became a kindergarten teacher at my kid's school, got rabies and had to evacuate our whole family to the US for emergency treatment for 2 weeks, Grace got lice (if you have seen her hair that was a LONG laborious undertaking), and we lost our house back in the states after over a 3 year long awful experience. So busy, busy, busy I have been!! Busy physically AND emotionally. But in all of that I see God's blessings. I see that it is all stuff. And in the midst of all of that crazy I did finally finish reading the whole Bible (it was a 6 month plan that took a year). But I struggled daily with intimate time with the Lord. I see how when my Jesus tank is empty I am on the side of the road broken down and the satan bus stops to pick me back up. He is a tricky one!

I think one of satan's biggest strategies is keeping people busy, busy, busy. And man I feel like he has given me a double dose!!

So it has been a while, too long, since my last post and my soul is screaming out...I need to be creative!! I need to edit some pictures, I need to write!!

I took the broken space bar, which is still broken, first as an annoyance and a set back, then it just inspired me! Satan doesn't want you to write anything and for that reason alone you must find another way!! So I am hunting and pecking on my tiny iPhone in my blogger app saving it constantly!!

Then I began to think well maybe you talk too much and you need to use less words. Less is more right? So then I thought, what one thing I want to say, in one small sentence...one small powerful sentence?

God loves you, what He wants most from You is intimate time with you, and He is sorry that the world is so messed up and people are more "in the world" and not "of the world" and they don't even know what they don't know.

Aren't you glad I put in the spaces? And it probably isn't grammatically correct. But it saddens me that people don't know the Truth. For many years I didn't know the truth. I became a catholic , (which was many months of preparation), I went to church, I went on a mission trip, I listened to sermons and podcasts, listened to Christian music, attended Bible studies, even left life as I knew it to become a missionary family in another country, but I didn't read God's word for myself. There I said it, I didn't read my Bible! Gasp!

We have now been in the DR for 2 years and 7 months and that is about how long I have been reading my Bible. Not only reading it but soaking in God's Truth. Not just reading it but believing it. Not just believing the good and easy parts, but believing ALL of it. I am thankful for kids in school full time (when we first got here) and lots of time for me to recharge my soul. I know some of us don't have a lot of time, but at least start somewhere.

I read an article this morning and I want to print it out (see end for link) and read it every day and make sure I align with it's truths, because I feel like satan is winning and people are turned off by Christians and more are unbelievers than are believers.

Too many people are going to church and not going to Jesus. I don't want to be just a Christian, I want to follow Jesus, I want to know Him intimately, I want to see like He sees, I want to love like He loves, and I want others to know the same. 

How do I get the message out? I feel like one of those Jesus freaks that people look at and think, wow look at her, what a kook. But instead of handing out stuff, walking the streets with a megaphone and a billboard pointing to people telling them they are going to hell, I want to whisper, "Psst, come here, I want you to know what I know.,.it is going to blow your mind, it is so cool!!" But how do I do that? I don't even know what to say. I guess I just share my story of how I was once lost myself and I don't know everything, by any means, but I do know this, people can't hear without a preacher and sometimes we need to be creative. We need to meet people where they are and lovingly show them the Way, the Truth, the Life. 

I don't know where you are in your spiritual journey, but when the Truth came alive for me was when I searched for it and found it myself, in God's Word, the Holy Bible. My sanctification process started about 10 years ago. It hasn't always been pretty, I haven't always done it right (in my eyes), but I know that without a daily relationship with God it is much more difficult, and probably why it has taken me so long. And I feel like I still have SO far to go! But God uses his followers to get more followers. Sometimes that is within weeks of conversion or sometimes it takes years. We never know how our testimony can be used by God to further His kingdom. We shouldn't do it for us but for Him and His glory. I don't want to look at it like a scorecard, but as something I am called to do. Share Him and His love with the world. 

Where do you start? Where do you go? I think first right to God's Word and Truth. You can always contact me personally because I think everyone's case is different. Message me and I would love to talk!

Reading the Gospels of Matthew, Mark. Luke or John in the Bible are a great place to start.   

Don't have a Bible. Don't worry Youversion.com has tons of translations and you can read it on your computer, smart phone, or tablet.

This is The Message version of John's Gospel and I really enjoyed this version, the NIV version is what I read as well. The Message reads more like a story. 

https://www.bible.com/bible/97/jhn.1.msg

Don't try to over analyze it or over think at first just read. Make sure you set enough time to just read the whole thing in one sitting. Don't take notes just read. You can go back again and re-read and take notes. I made the mistake of starting to read the Bible starting one page 1.  I didn't even know the Bible was God's love story to the world. I thought it was just a book of rules that was going to point out to me how bad I was. Once I could comprehend God's love for me (still don't feel worthy some days) I was open to receive that love and go to God for everything, with all my heart, mind, soul and strength!

I don't know your history, what you believe, how you view Christians, or if you had a bad church experience, but....

THIS is what I want to stand for:

I will truly have His heart and His eyes to see sons and daughters when i look at His people.

I will be a doer of the word and not a hearer only.

I will refuse to judge and condemn and do my best to love people back to wholeness.

I will be a fountain of mercy and grace and one who will breathe life back into dry bones.

I will know that it is the love of God that breaks every yoke.

I will be a living epistle of love and humility and will demonstrate the scriptures with kindness and gentleness and compassion.  

I will give credit where credit is due.

I will point others to Him. I will give Him all the glory. All of the honor. All of the credit.

I will understand fully- the truth that is this. If it were not for the grace of God- there go I.

I will reach to the back row and encourage and minister to the hearts of the women who can't get past the grief and sorrow of their own life. 

I will look past circumstances and situations and appearances that look different than my own to see daughters of the living God who have yet to discover their worth.

I will be looking for opportunities to be a blessing- instead of looking for my own opportunities.

I know that the only way up is down. I know that "humility isn't thinking less of yourself but it is thinking of yourself less."

Graciousness is my hallmark. 

Gratitude is my beauty treatment.

I am a woman of my word.

I am a worshipper. In spirit and in truth.

I am a prayer warrior and I hold trust from others as sacred. 

I am supportive of others and am not an opportunist.

I understand that to become the Proverbs 31 woman- you can't skip chapters 1-30.

I am fully aware of my own shortcomings and I seek Him daily for His love and guidance.

I recognize hopelessness and worthlessness in others and speak life.

I am an excellent listener. I listen with my head and my heart. I hear what is not being said.

I am a lifter. An encourager. A hope giver. 

I forgive - fully. 

I know that the same grace that was made available to me - is also available to everyone else.

I do not gossip. I do not constantly brag or boast. I speak blessing.

I see the best. Believe the best. Hope the best.

I place a high value on God's people.

I invest in the greatest investment in the world.

His people.

I am known for what I stand for.

But the wisdom that comes from heaven is first of all pure; then peace-loving, considerate, submissive, full of mercy, good fruit, impartial and sincere.  ~ James 3:17

From http://pearlsandgrace.blogspot.com/2014/01/the-new-church-lady.html?m=1

In His Grip, 

Jodi

Update from last week's street outreach.....

So last week we went out to walk the streets of Boca Chica last night around 9:00.  Normally street outreach is in Juan Dolio and a group of ladies seek out women enslaved in sex trafficking and prostitution.  I think it was only my second time down on the strip at night.  They close off the street and restaurants put tables out in the street.  So we started walking and talked to a couple of girls standing outside of a restaurant with skimpy attire where we could find some girls.  They told us they are all around from here to the end of the street any girl you see is probably working.  There were a lot of girls, more than are in Juan Dolio where the Lily House usually does outreach.  So we walked and talked with some of the girls.  One girl in particular "D" was Haitian and she spoke English.  I woke up this morning with her on my mind.  I felt the Lord saying...."here is one for you and she even speaks English".  Right off the bat she was very blunt "I don't do this because I want to.  I do it for my baby girl.  I am Haitian and no one wants to give me a job.  So this is what I can do."  Partially true, there is a constant struggle between Haitians and Dominicans, they don't like each other....and it goes WAY back!  It is very sad!  I had some bags with travel size shampoo, conditioner, lotion and soaps that I had with a little card printed out with some qualities that could be had with a life in Christ.

I had probably 10 or so in my purse and I was quickly surrounded my many eager for their "free gift".  Even one Dominican guy wanted one "for his woman" he said.  We quickly realized that there were many, many girls out and they all wanted what we had to give out.  We met a woman they all call "Mom" who is a street cleaner.  She told Erica that "You should just gather up all the girls and take them somewhere" which is funny because Erica had said months ago, maybe we just need to have a gathering and invite them all to it during the day, it might be easier.  So we left thinking that might be best...to take them out of their element.  We then drove around to some other hot spots in town.  The Candy Shop where you can pretty much order a drink and then a girl.  The next place was the "Yellow House" which we think is pretty much a brothel.  We talked with a lady who was a cook there and she said that she could get us in.  We told her to talk to the boss and we would come back next week.  There was another club with a Playboy bunny on the front and we talked to 2 girls sitting outside eating.  We didn't get too far there.  It was a great night of gathering information and we are excited to see how God uses us in the future!!

In His Grip,

Jodi

To give them HOPE and show them LoVe!!

So since we have been in the DR (2 years on June 28th) I have had a heart for the women on this island.  Many are single moms fighting to feed and clothe there many children after the fathers leave them for another woman to start the cycle again.  Some are women who are beaten and have no where to go so they take the abuse for many years.  Then there are the ones that turn to prostitution as a way to make a living.  Some are even fooled into thinking they are moving to another part of the island thinking they are going to work at a chicken restaurant, but find themselves far from home with no money left working in a brothel.  Some have made choices, some have have been victims and some don't want to do it anymore, but where can they go?

There is a ministry here in Juan Dolio (about 15 minutes away from where we are in Boca Chica) called the Lily House and it goes out in search of these women, takes them in, shows them Jesus-like love and gives them alternative ways to make money.  My friend Erica Jude has a huge part in the Lily House.  She has allowed me to use my gifts of photography for special projects she is working on.  I have gone out on street outreach a couple of times when they walk the streets and seek out these women at bars and in brothels.

Tonight we come to my town, Boca Chica, where prostitution is more wide spread than Juan Dolio and where we really don't know a lot, except the prostitutes are out during the day lining the highway and in the water at the beach looking for clients.

Erica had asked me to take time today to specifically pray about tonight.  So I wrote in my journal and asked God for guidance on what I could do.  Then I went over to a facebook page to get more info on a ministry in Las Vegas called Hookers for Jesus and I saw this testimony from the founder.....

So I got lots of inspiration from this video.  What I realized at the end is that these girls just need someone to reach out to them.  Someone to see them like Jesus sees them.  Someone who can look at them as a child of God, not someone who sinned and made poor choices.  Less judging and more loving.  They are living a lie that they have believed from the biggest liar of them all, satan.  They have been embraced by the devil and his false love.  Yes, he lured them away from their lives with the promise of money.  That they could be with their kids during the day, then lock them in the house at night and provide for them with the money they earn from turning tricks.  He can even use their husbands, who want them to sell their bodies and their souls.  Then he has them feeling so bad about themselves and so dirty and ashamed that they will never dig out of the pit and ashes and ever find Jesus.  I drive by them on the side of the road and I don't know what to do.  But doing nothing is....well doing nothing.  Satan even whispers doubts to me like "You can't even speak their language...what can you do?".  So I wave and say a prayer.  I stop and give them a Jesus Calling book in Spanish.  I don't judge.  I just love.  I don't know their story.  I don't know how broken their hearts are.  I don't know what kind of sexual abuse they have experienced that would get their precious little brains all mixed up to do this.  I don't know if they just figure they are already "used" and what God would ever want to love them.  I don't know how dead they are inside or how high they have to be to be with some of the men that go on sexcations to the Dominican.

There are so many unknowns, but I know this lady wouldn't be at the Lily House turning her life around if it wasn't for someone going out on the streets and looking for those who need to be rescued.  And if I can help in that....I will.  If I can make myself available for God to use me and my testimony, then I have to be available.  I have to!

If you want to help, the Lily House needs sponsors for their ladies. It takes a lot of money to provide a home, food, housing and school for their children, salaries and more for all these ladies. Currently the Lily House can only allow ONE MORE woman to come into the house at their current budget, so sponsorships are needed now!!

Visit SCORE's website and go to the donate section.

Praying God does big things tonight and plants seeds and allows a new arm of ministry to start in Boca Chica.  We are also headed to Spanish Language School for 7 weeks in June and July so my Spanish can be better!  Praise God!

In His Grip,
Jodi