Greetings from Mongolia…

I was honored to speak at a small satellite church plant this morning. A couple things about the experience really stood out to me…
Me and my interpreter, Nada. I told her that her name in Spanish means ’zero/ nothing’ we laughed our heads off!
  • Size really doesn’t matter: It would be easy to expect that flying half way around the globe should warrant large crowds and speaking to the multitudes. After all, it’s got to be worth the while, right? However, I’ve learned that the number of folks who show up is completely irrelevant and insignificant. In fact, the smaller the more significant to me. It means that God cares so much about those ‘chosen few’ that he would fly me half way around the world just because He has something very specific to say to them personally. Beyond humbled that I get to be the voice on His behalf.
  • Raw Worship: Before we arrived the Pastor apologized for their worship. They have all of the instruments necessary for a full band…but no body who knows how to play the instruments? The worship was 3 ladies singing acapella. I’ve been to large churches all over the world with talented, professional musicians. But i’m telling you, the anointing on the simple and raw worship I experienced in this small church ushered in the presence of God unlike any other church I’ve been to. I told the pastor afterwards to never again apologize for his worship 🙂
Jesus took the wheel: I’m so glad I spent hours, and hours, and hours laboring (and fretting) over my notes –  creating an outline and ‘perfecting’ my messages. Because, once they handed me the microphone I was ‘off-script’ and barely glanced at my notes. Apparently the Lord had something else to say them 🙂
P.S. I’m fighting a pretty miserable head cold and sleep has been rough and very little 🙁
P.S.S. My blow dryer bit the dust. Haven’t washed my hair in 4 days. I need a hair dryer miracle before it get’s real ugly real soon. #firstworldproblems

Mongolia Update :: Planes, trains and sex?!?!

Hi Friends,

Just a quick update that I made it to Mongolia safe and sound. Phew!
I haven’t traveled overseas in a couple years…and I’m reminded of a couple things:
1)  38 hours from point A to point B is HARD! Traveling is not for the faint at heart.
2)  I absolutely LOVE being here and I may need to do this more often 🙂
Peaks and Pits (the best and worst parts of my day):
Peak: We hit the ground running. Just a few short hours after arriving we went straight to the church to speak at a singles conference. Can you say, ‘Disoriented’? Nothing like being the only white girl looking around at a theater full of Asian people who sound like they are speaking Russian, feeling half asleep with blurred eyes, while seeds of doubt dance in your head saying ‘What in the world are you doing here?’, only to have a microphone promptly shoved in your face to ‘preach’. Giddy up, game on, it’s show time! Thankfully we serve a Big God who shows up… in-spite of ourselves! The young folks were so fun, full of energy and super curious with lots of questions. It was a blast from the past to share lessons learned from my good ‘ol single days and bit about my courtship with Brian:
  • Don’t do anything with each other that you wouldn’t do in front of your own father (Gulp)
  • Your past is not your future – God can restore your mistakes (can I get an Amen)
  • Sexual tension is a good thing (Yikes). It’s a gift from God. It’s how you act on that tension that matters.
PIT:  Waking up from a long fit-ful nap on the flight from LAX to Beijing and realizing I still had 6 hours and 45 minutes still to go, the only in-flight movies were Chinese films, and I had to use the restroom but couldn’t get out because the man next to me was out cold (CPAP mask and all)?!?!  With legs crossed, it was almost enough to make a grown woman cry (Ha)!
With a grateful heart and much love,
P.S. Talking about sex in church makes everyone giggle, include myself
P.S.S. I’m really glad I’m married!