Isaiah 55:8-9

As I turned around on our walk to hand out flyers about trafficking in the barrio, I saw this lady reading it while she waited to buy something at the colmado (corner store).  I literally burst into tears.  Josh said, "What is wrong with you!? What's going on?"  He didn't see what I saw when I turned around.  It was as if the whole world went silent to me.  My shoulders dropped.  I saw a lady reading something that is life altering...possibly learning information that could completely change the trajectory of a child's life.  What we are doing is not to be taken lightly, God said to me.  And, then the tears flowed out of my eyes.  I turned around for a minute to take a deep breath. 

I have been so filled with the Spirit this week.  I wake up in prayer and fall asleep in prayer.  I find myself talking to God throughout the whole day.  I am so thankful to be here.

Focused. 

Nothing can move me off from this Christ-focused mission this week.  I have been really exhausted from the long days but I see HIM everywhere and doing so many things.  Awesome presence of God.  "There He is.  And, there.  Little things happen and I just know I am walking hand in hand with the Living God." <--- I am listening to Charles Stanley right now and in his sermon he just said that.  Amen :)  Perfect.  No coincidences, He orchestrated all of this. 

We headed down the street a bit and weren't going to go to a certain house, but our speaker decided to step over the septic water and headed to the back of this house where a Haitian woman was sitting on a bucket scrubbing clothes in a large round bucket.  I decided to step over the contaminated water and head to the back with her to talk with them as the team waited at the edge of the street.  My Spanish is really coming along but I like translators to help when it's important, so I called Suleidy to come back.  There was a man back there that told us that he is starting a school for poor Haitian families in another barrio where the kids cant afford/don't have legal papers to go to public school.  He asked if we could come to the school and teach the parents about this problem because he knows that they are targets for traffickers. 

Prior to leaving to go out to homes, we had to change the way we were presenting the info to the barrio.  I leaned against the colmado's wall next to the school alone and stared at the ground while I asked God, "What are you doing?  Why aren't we doing it the way we planned?  I don't understand."  He said, "Phyll, remember, my ways are higher."  I nodded in agreement.  Okay, move on and keep seeking. 

Isaiah 55:8-9

New Living Translation (NLT)

⁸ “My thoughts are nothing like your thoughts,” says the Lord.
    “And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine.
⁹ For just as the heavens are higher than the earth,
    so my ways are higher than your ways
    and my thoughts higher than your thoughts.

He is so incredible.  I am excited for this new connection and to get to educate a new population of people in the DR about child trafficking;  a connection we wouldn't have made if we didn't do it His way at that very moment.  

I like His ways better.  I don't even have to understand what He decides to do.  I just need to obey and leave the rest up to my Papa.