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Week 6: Thoughts of Co-creation



To think that I will reign, with God, above all living things, heavenly creatures and creation is a thought that overwhelms me to the point of non understanding and overall complexity realization. 

To think that God loves me and purifies me in a way that I will be standing next to Him, the invisible one, the Spirit and the Sacrifice… because of love and because He believes I am pure and worthy of being called His daughter, crowned in victory! 

It´s challenging to think about this and the fact that we will create, we are and we were creating together, God in me… makes me think about eternity and how I will worship unceasingly; what am I even doing, not worshipping Him day and night already?

This week Cory mentioned how we are called to co-create with God; this concept, continues to amaze me time after time. And if we are creating with God, then what am I creating? What kind of fruit is bearing from my tree? I almost feel a necessity to identify the fruit in order to not let it rot, but that it multiplies.

It remembered me about something the speaker of last week, Fiona, had told me in a time of prayer: Jeremiah 17:7-8, “Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, whose trust is in the Lord. He is like a tree planted by water that sends out its roots by the stream and does not fear when heat comes for its leaves remain green and is not anxious in the year of drought, for it does not cease to bear fruit”.

This inspires me to co-create with God. 

And as mini-outreach peeks around the corner, I come to the realization that all that we have learned must be applied. Almost before knowing the locations I kind of knew where I would be going. 

I´m going back to Prague.

When I prayed I felt torn between Ukraine and Czech, but felt that it didn´t really matter where I was going, but where would I be more effective and happy about serving God?

It was Czech Republic, in the end. The team is perfectly composed in a way that just the Holy Spirit could have shaped. The more we prayed together as a team, the more excited I felt and something just stirs inside of me by just thinking about it.

On last Saturday prayer night at Jesus Haus, I felt something I had never felt before. Almost like an intense passion or need of expression to just declare God´s greatness, power, almightiness and love. 

My heart was pounding, I even found myself tapping my feet against the wood as we prayed for our team, I was burning from the inside out. Almost felt like dancing. 

I consider the above as a confirmation from God for the place I have for mini-outreach. And also as a confirmation, a reassurance of faithfulness, of the plan He has for me. 

Note: Picture above taken in the Charles bridge in Prague. 

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Week 5: Sin + Repentance + The Cross


It’s a wonderful mystery, defined and undefined. It has big fire eyes, speaks words of truth that expose your diluteness of reality, lifts up with his arms a savior with hands that uncover hidden eyes, dressed up in garments of purity, breaths life… 

 The Gospel, it’s what I’m talking about. I wish I could make justice to its endlessly intriguing nature.
According to the speaker of this week, Fiona, the gospel is about four main points: God loves, Sin separates, Jesus saves and then You decide. 

I agree with this statement, but the more I think about it, I feel like it’s also about motion. It’s about a living thing! As lions roar, the gospel kind of sways like wind waves of life. It’s the testimony of promise made flesh, standing over death and defeating it, raising up to open a door to the house of the “The big G” yeah, GOD. It is love.

And when I think about why would he? Why would Jesus do this? Why would LOVE sacrifice? Why the existence of the gospel? What does it mean to people in the world to have “good news”? 

I would say that by just admiring the things that surround us, we can see how it speaks about God’s glory.  And then, why would we live separated from this mighty Creator, if he created the world and everything above it, didn´t he created us as well and has a perfect plan for our lives? 

But as all things in this world: choices destroy our chances. And we chose, to be separated from Him. Because of sin we were set apart from God. Because we rebelled against his creation by destroying ourselves, while being away from his love. 

But God, in his loving nature, sacrificed his only son so that we could have intimacy with him and that is through Jesus. It´s like sin closed a door to which we didn´t have a key, but Jesus has destroyed the lock and opened the door wide open. 

He has big fire eyes, speaks words of truth that expose your diluteness of reality, lifts up with his savior arms and hands that uncover hidden eyes, dressed up in garments of purity, breaths life…

When I gaze up into Him I remember my own black pit of sin from which he took me out of. I don´t regret, but I am deeply grateful for having a memory on which I can look back and love him for extending his hand on my life. Because if I didn´t acknowledge His work in my life I would be resting importance to his power.

Independence and Pride are the heart of the sinful nature. Through the past months, God has revealed to me that I need to depend on Him, because when I do, things make more sense than without Him. And to abolish the pride parasite, I need to look at myself and everyone else through his eyes.
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Week 4: Bed-time stories


Sometimes when I´m sick I feel so out of myself. I hate not being able to feel good, it´s distracting and energy draining. Sometimes I just decide in my head I´m not sick, although I am, in order to act normally while others would lie down in bed the whole day.

Going out from there—this week has been very challenging for me in so many ways. While I tried to bear with my incapability to breathe normally, I was also being touched on the sensitive spots of my soul while I heard about the ministry of the arts and God.

I had always wondered, for years, how I could relate my art and God into one thing. I had a dream about a gallery, photography and arts merging together. That old vision I had put down to sleep during the last two years was kind of put up again into revival while I heard Liz, one of the leaders of Pick-a-Pocket (an arts ministry to fight extreme poverty), talk about their dream of opening an café/gallery that would be established on the purpose of using the arts to reach the unreached. 

Pum. Pum. Pum. My heart pounding! I felt the revival of my dreams stir up and give me the shivers. I couldn´t believe what I was hearing, felt how good it was to dream and to see dreams of others come true gave me joy. 

While we prayed during one of the intercession sessions, I could see how my future suddenly crumbled. All that I had been picturing disappeared and was replaced by this new white canvas that truly scared me. I feel excited but without direction of whatever God´s plan is for me. I am EAGER, to see what is going to happen.

God has not revealed to me what is it that I am going to do after DTS but I know that for now I have to take the best of that and apply it for this time. I can use my arts now to reach other people. 

On outreach I don´t want to separate my love for photography and the arts from God´s purpose, I know he has placed it in my heart for a reason, so that I can love others through this dream.

I keep reminding myself what Dave Nevard said while he was here, “You have to make things happen on outreach, they are not just going to happen by themselves”. And so I know that whatever God´s plan is for every single one of us in the DTS, we have to move our hands to make things happen and not just settle for what is laid out for us.

Bed-time stories make you dream, and although they seem impossible, they are inspiring. I am so excited for what is yet to come, but for now I will just continue to dream.
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Week 3: Who are you God?


A million images fast forward in my head when I hear the sentence “Nature, Character of God and Father´s heart for us”. I can´t find the words to explain this endless mystery by which I continue to be amazed and intrigued. 

And that was how it begun: a whirlwind of questions and answers we didn´t understand or had. The speaker of this week, Peter, was kind enough to place doubts and questions of subjects I hadn´t really analyzed before.

But one thing, Pete said, was fundamental: Jesus is the son of God. It does not matter how many questions or doubts rise as we engage in conversation, it is elemental to know in a factual manner, that Jesus is the son of God. Because only then we can be able to filter our questions through this statement.

Going back and forth on that subject I couldn´t help but to admire God´s greatness—I know it sounds old “Yeah God is so amazing and vast as the universe and beyond”; but truly He is. Sometimes we go by the smallest things that really speak about his character.

One of those things that struck me was Eclipses. The speaker was just shifting some images of the universe when the collapse of the sun and the moon hit my eye. A perfect moment where these two celestial bodies cross one another in such a perfect way that the sun forms a ring around the moon, and the light that the sun gave to the moon is no longer visible, but instead invisible, forming a perfectly-fit image in the sky.

This really spoke to me about God´s perfect measure. His perfect measure of life, how he carefully takes care of our past, present and future, so that everything will fit, shaping our lives around his purpose, so that He might be glorified and worshiped by us. It´s the perfect fit between the moon and the sun.

This—I´m still trying to understand, but at the same time, strangely intrigues me. The way God moves and how He is just makes me think of a prism. There are so many sides to it, and so many ways you could appreciate it, but He will always project light in whatever position to look at it. 

He is love, justice, righteousness, discipline and much more other qualities merged into one being. I could never cease to know him, but that just increases my desire to follow Him.
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Week 2: Hearing God´s Voice

45 minutes of silence.
All you could hear was the silent murmur of the heater in the background. The simple pace of breathing, the people going up and down the stairs, the wooden floor never seemed to crack so loud, all these sounds but the sound of His voice.
God´s voice. Is it Him, my head or just imagination? This thought balanced in my mind like a leaf falling from a tree. Forwards, backwards and just all over the place.
I wondered how many times I could have just murdered the voice of God, thinking it was nothing or just intuition. How many times could I have taken out the importance of his message to take all the credit or simply ignore his calling?
During this week God showed me how sometimes I haven´t trusted His Spirit.
The interesting thing is when you feel something stir up inside of that secret, undecipherable process of quieting your mind, that you see words or images but you think it is just normal brain activity and you can’t tell how thin is the line and how easy it is to cross over to the path of unbelief.
But then someone raises their voice and talks about that exact image you had in your head, and literally takes the words out of your throat, that’s when you realize, you didn´t trust the message of the Spirit.
This got me thinking into the moments of my life when the voice of God had been very clear and loud, through the haze of my dreams, through words of knowledge, and mostly through creation.
It was awesome that, sunk deep in the silence between my mental prayers and the attempt to hear God´s voice, I felt loved. I could feel His love overwhelm me, and I felt bad that I hadn´t quieted myself to hear His voice more often. His voice of peace and loving touch.
I say touch because I had gotten the image of God coning my hair, just running his fingers through my hair, counting every one of them. Smiling, twisting his fingers among my curls and treasuring me. I just felt like falling in love.
Through the week, God confirmed me this message through different people. All had the same loving message, a kind of loving dedication from God. This is what I have to say:
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.

My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away, for behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.

Let me see your face,
Let me hear your voice,
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.

My beloved is mine, and I am his;
he grazes among the lilies.

Song of Solomon 2:8, 10-11,14 & 16