Archive for July, 2011

News from Maria (July 30, 2011)

July 31, 2011

“The Lord knows those who are His” (2 Timothy 2:19)

It’s been a while since my last message. Hope this brings hope and joy in the love of Jesus.

A lot is happening here but the main shaking is deeper inside me at the spiritual level. All I can say is that I had never imagined how awesome, merciful and beautiful God is and if I would have more of His presence I would not like to continue on earth. This is something you can only experience and does not even depend on me but is a move of God’s mercy for me. Why me? I don’t know. It is not about supernatural signs or wonders. That is not even important as it can also come from the other side. It is about the peace and rest of knowing He is God, the First and the Last and the Only One. I hope my joy does not confuse anyone but this is the main thing I have to share and as the song says I am here in Peru, "praising my Jesus all the day long".

Last night I woke up in the middle of the night asking myself how much of this last visit to Huangascar, was my own desire and how much God’s will. It wasn’t easy to go there…but even with all its challenges and work with the poor, the motive could have been wrong and that is the most important thing – to be in God’s Will. I am learning that the only protection is not to get out of God’s Will and living the Word of God in the heart and that means living in Jesus!

Strange, but the main thing I did in Huangascar was praying and reading my Bible and I knew the Lord of Hosts was protecting me. I can no longer ignore the checking of the Holy Spirit, to the point that I fear to step out in my own in missions where only Jesus can overcome obstacles. It is so relaxing to know that I am not expected to do anything else but recognize that the only saviour of the world is Jesus Christ!

There is so much I could share about Huangascar…there was one evening when near 40 indigenous women gathered together to share a soup they had prepared to welcome me. I did not talk much, all I said was that as they were sharing their food, Jesus was sharing His bread and blood through that facility, the “Mothers’ Club,” built through LJH. It wasn’t me. It was the Holy Spirit leading me to share that. Nothing from my own would have produced the move in the hearts of these women that have suffered so much. The gratitude and love from these people, that is so poor, is hard to describe. We shared about the teachings of Jesus on forgiveness and love. People started to hug each other and the anointing of God’s presence was very strong. What a privilege for me to be part of this miracle of love, sharing Jesus, the bread of life, in this little town lost in the Andes. A priest comes once a year during the month of August, to celebrate the day of the town and people drink and dance for 3 days. Other than that they work all year as farmers and taking care of sheep, goats and a few cows.

The members of the Mothers’ Club, all together have more than 160 children, many of them malnourished. There were two girls (14 and 15 years old) that were already mothers. These people who have hardly anything, did not allow me to pay for anything while I was in Huangascar, not even the ride that brought me down from the mountains of Huangascar to the closest coastal town, to take the bus to Lima. Jesus did the work and I was part of His team; what an adventure!

Yesterday, I was in a total different world in the city of Lima. My family gathered together to celebrate the national day of Peru. We have a new President and he has promised social inclusion of all Peruvians and reduction of poverty. May he not do it in “word or in tongue, but in deed and truth”. I have a big family here and many are artists. One of my sisters sings beautifully, my brother in law too; another niece plays the piano and a nephew plays what is called “cajon” (better than drums). We had lots of dancing and great food with the Peruvian flavour. It is part of our culture. I’ve been asking Jesus to help me to see each of them as He sees them and there is a new love that has broken many barriers between us. I don’t agree with all they do, but I like dancing, the food, music and love them all. It’s getting late, it’s already Sunday,

Maria

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Photos of LJH Social at DuBroy’s on July 17

July 19, 2011

Maria in Peru! (July 18, 2011)

July 18, 2011

Some thoughts from Maria

I am in Peru. It is around 5 am. I will soon be travelling to Huangascar, high up in the mountains. I won’t be able to communicate from there….no phone or internet, just the stars and closer to God!
A few days before my trip I received a very strong message from God that touched me deeply. That same day at St. Patrick’s noon Mass the gospel was the same thing I had received. This is not something I would have chosen to do at this time when I could have been at the cottage swimming in the lake, but how can you resist when you know it is the Lord and not my own desire or convenience…I found a cheap flight to Peru (in the middle of high season) and I ended up in the mission field sooner than expected. The Word was:

"If anyone comes to Me and does not hate his father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters, yes and his own life also, he cannot be My disciple. And whoever does not bear his cross and come after Me cannot be My disciple" Many things have happened in just a few days confirming God wanted me here today. I am not a good writer, I spend very little time at the computer…the place where I’m going today has no computers, even a phone is a luxury…I love to be hidden where the power of God is manifest.

Just before coming to Peru I visited Fr. Joe Kane, that holy man that spent the great part of his life working with the poor in a shanty town in Lima. He has the expression of a child that can only come from prayer and obedience to God. I couldn’t stop crying. He held my hand, and took me to the chapel of the hospital where he is staying and we both sang in Spanish, the language of the heart…did you know that some things you can only say in Spanish or…in silence. On the flight Ottawa-Toronto I ended up sitting next to a woman that had a 7-month old baby. She was muslim and the name of the baby was Isa (Jesus in Arabic, that is what she said). Time was short for the sharing we had. She was a teacher and her thesis had been comparing some issues of Judaism, Islamism and Christianity. She knew well the Bible…but I knew Jesus.

I did not ask anyone to wait for me at the airport in Lima. I took the first taxi I found. The taxi driver ended up being Christian. His business card says "there is nothing impossible for God".

I’ve been spending time with a person who had a heart operation last week. I was amazed when he said the only explanation for him being alive was that God is giving him a chance to do few things before he goes. He wants to get together with me to talk about this (?) Strange, in the past he was always busy in conferences, trips, and making money.

So much more to share but it is so early, I’m still sleepy and have to travel soon. Don´t know when I can get in touch again.

Maria

Marsha Burns: Bind, Loose, Open and Shut

July 16, 2011

Marsha Burns: Bind, Loose, Open and Shut

July 16, 2011

May this bless with new understanding of what it means to bind and loose

Respectfully submitted

Noreen Minifie ( member at large Lift Jesus Higher )