I’m obsessed with dreaming. I wouldn’t even be close to the same person without them. The dreams I have and hold close to my heart are some of the dearest blessings to me!
Anyway...
In countries like Ethiopia, India, South Africa, etc., there are woman who know absolutely NOTHING about sex or contraceptives. And if they have been educated about it…the contraceptives are WAY out of their price range.
We watched a video about this in Environmental Studies and my heart was breaking. There are families living on a dollar or less a day and have to support 7, 8, 9 children. There are many woman, men, and children suffering from horrible diseases, like HIV/AIDS. Some woman who cannot afford to have another child, get “backalley” abortions (they used wire hangers or long stickes) and it puts their life in GREAT danger…many of the woman who do this die, while others become sterile or have serious other problems.
How do these woman not know about sex and their own bodies? Why is no one educating them? And why are contraceptives SO expensive for them? (an average of $30…they only make $120 a year).
My dream and prayer is that I can start and organization for these woman. We in America get condoms and birth control for an extremely low price…even for free in some cases. I would love to get something going to where I can get these woman (and men) contraceptives for free, along with information.
Please pray for me as I try to make this happen…anyone’s help is AMAZING.
Liz
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
I am a Woman
I love this. Leaves me speechless and wanting more of my amazing Jesus.
“I am a woman of no distinction, of little importance; I am a woman of no reputation. You whisper as I pass by, cast judgmental glances, but you don’t take the time to AT me or even get to know me for who I am. For to be known is to be loved, and to be loved is to be known, and otherwise, what’s the point in doing either one of them in the first place. I want to be known. I want someone to look at my face and not just see two eyes, a nose, a mouth, and two ears; But to see all that I am and could be, all my hopes loves and fears, but that is to much to hope for, wish for, or pray for, so I just don’t, not anymore. Now I keep to myself and by that I mean the pain that keeps me in my own private jail, the pain that’s brought me here, at midday to this well. To ask for a drink is no big deal, but to ask it of me? A woman unclean, ashamed, used and abused, an outcast a failure, a disappointment, a sinner. No drink passing from these lips to yours could ever be refreshing. Only condemning, as I am sure you condemn me now, but you don’t.
You’re a man of no distinction, but of the utmost importance, a man of little reputation, at least
so far. You whisper and tell me to my face what all those glances have been about, and you
take the time to really look at me, but don’t need to get to know me, for to be known is to be loved but to love is to be known, and you know me, you actually know me. All of me and everything about me. Every though inside and every hair on top of my head, every hurt stored up, every hope, every dread, my past and my future, who I am and could be. You tell me everything. YOU TELL ME ABOUT ME. And that which is spoken by another would bring hate and condemnation, but with you it bring love and grace, mercy hope and salvation. I have heard of one to come, who would save a wretch like me, and here in my presence you say, ‘I am He’. To be known is to be loved and to be loved is to be known. And I just met you but I love you, I don’t know you, but I want to get to know you. Let me run back to town, this is way to much for just me, there are others, brothers, sisters, lovers, haters, the good and the bad, sinners and saints, who should hear what you’ve told me, who should see what you’ve shown me, who should taste what you gave me, who should feel how you forgave me. For to be known is to be loved and to be loved is to be known. And they all need this too; we all do need it for our own.”
(This is a modern, re-written version of the story of the woman at the well which can be found here: John 4:3-30)
Here's the video:
Peace
Liz
“I am a woman of no distinction, of little importance; I am a woman of no reputation. You whisper as I pass by, cast judgmental glances, but you don’t take the time to AT me or even get to know me for who I am. For to be known is to be loved, and to be loved is to be known, and otherwise, what’s the point in doing either one of them in the first place. I want to be known. I want someone to look at my face and not just see two eyes, a nose, a mouth, and two ears; But to see all that I am and could be, all my hopes loves and fears, but that is to much to hope for, wish for, or pray for, so I just don’t, not anymore. Now I keep to myself and by that I mean the pain that keeps me in my own private jail, the pain that’s brought me here, at midday to this well. To ask for a drink is no big deal, but to ask it of me? A woman unclean, ashamed, used and abused, an outcast a failure, a disappointment, a sinner. No drink passing from these lips to yours could ever be refreshing. Only condemning, as I am sure you condemn me now, but you don’t.
You’re a man of no distinction, but of the utmost importance, a man of little reputation, at least
so far. You whisper and tell me to my face what all those glances have been about, and you
take the time to really look at me, but don’t need to get to know me, for to be known is to be loved but to love is to be known, and you know me, you actually know me. All of me and everything about me. Every though inside and every hair on top of my head, every hurt stored up, every hope, every dread, my past and my future, who I am and could be. You tell me everything. YOU TELL ME ABOUT ME. And that which is spoken by another would bring hate and condemnation, but with you it bring love and grace, mercy hope and salvation. I have heard of one to come, who would save a wretch like me, and here in my presence you say, ‘I am He’. To be known is to be loved and to be loved is to be known. And I just met you but I love you, I don’t know you, but I want to get to know you. Let me run back to town, this is way to much for just me, there are others, brothers, sisters, lovers, haters, the good and the bad, sinners and saints, who should hear what you’ve told me, who should see what you’ve shown me, who should taste what you gave me, who should feel how you forgave me. For to be known is to be loved and to be loved is to be known. And they all need this too; we all do need it for our own.”
(This is a modern, re-written version of the story of the woman at the well which can be found here: John 4:3-30)
Here's the video:
Peace
Liz
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Trust
I've realized something. I really like ANSWERS. I just don't like to be left hanging and not knowing something. Another thing I'm realizing about this...it needs to change. I will go to church some weeks or go into a conversation with a burden on my heart and I really just want the answer to my pain or confusion. I want a magic formula or something so I can just breathe and say, "Okay...if I do this, THEN everything will be fine." But most of the time (all the time) I feel lost and even more confused than before.
Sometimes, I get this "mirage" of an answer. I go along with it for a while...and then things get rocky again. I get exhausted and discouraged.
The thing that really gets me is that through all this seeking "knowledge", there's no adventure...no journey. I should be on an amazing discovery and trip! But instead I just sit and I wait for the answer, not on GOD (so...God IS the answer?). I had a conversation with Freddy recently and he said something that really got the gears moving, "There's not magic formuala! You just have to stop and have to move on." So, wait. I have to just...figure this out on my own?????!!!! No, I don't. But I do need to learn how to trust and then act on that.
Im obviously still working through this a lot. BUT I don't KNOW all the ANSWERS! It's okay to work through things for a while! It's just all about trust. God isn't gonna leave you hanging! So, like...really. Just trust, stay close to God's heart...He will always tell you what to do and carry you through. He's absolutely obsessed with us! And He is mighty to do it.
How beautiful!
Peace,
Liz
Sometimes, I get this "mirage" of an answer. I go along with it for a while...and then things get rocky again. I get exhausted and discouraged.
The thing that really gets me is that through all this seeking "knowledge", there's no adventure...no journey. I should be on an amazing discovery and trip! But instead I just sit and I wait for the answer, not on GOD (so...God IS the answer?). I had a conversation with Freddy recently and he said something that really got the gears moving, "There's not magic formuala! You just have to stop and have to move on." So, wait. I have to just...figure this out on my own?????!!!! No, I don't. But I do need to learn how to trust and then act on that.
Im obviously still working through this a lot. BUT I don't KNOW all the ANSWERS! It's okay to work through things for a while! It's just all about trust. God isn't gonna leave you hanging! So, like...really. Just trust, stay close to God's heart...He will always tell you what to do and carry you through. He's absolutely obsessed with us! And He is mighty to do it.
How beautiful!
Peace,
Liz
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