Psalm 91

Every morning before we started walking for the Back to Life Movement Walk, we would read Psalm 91 and pray for protection over the team.  We were saved from propane leaks in the motor home, tornados, severe heat, sever weather in general and no major injuries!! We serve a GREAT God!  The Lord really protected the 39 walks, staff and media team :) 

"He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
    will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
² I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress,
    my God, in whom I trust.”

³ For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler
    and from the deadly pestilence.
⁴ He will cover you with his pinions,
    and under his wings you will find refuge;
    his faithfulness is a shield and buckler.
⁵ You will not fear the terror of the night,
    nor the arrow that flies by day,
⁶ nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness,
    nor the destruction that wastes at noonday.

⁷ A thousand may fall at your side,
    ten thousand at your right hand,
    but it will not come near you.
⁸ You will only look with your eyes
    and see the recompense of the wicked.

⁹ Because you have made the Lord your dwelling place—
    the Most High, who is my refuge—
¹⁰ no evil shall be allowed to befall you,
    no plague come near your tent.

¹¹ For he will command his angels concerning you
    to guard you in all your ways.
¹² On their hands they will bear you up,
    lest you strike your foot against a stone.
¹³ You will tread on the lion and the adder;
    the young lion and the serpent you will trample underfoot.

¹⁴ “Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him;
    I will protect him, because he knows my name.
¹⁵ When he calls to me, I will answer him;
    I will be with him in trouble;
    I will rescue him and honor him.
¹⁶ With long life I will satisfy him
    and show him my salvation.”

I did not take this photo,
got it off of a local news website.
This is the tornado that was less then a mile away...
Talk about protection!

Justice Journey: Update

Even though this segment of the Back to Life Movement journey has just ended, the Lord is birthing something new in me. During the 250 mile walk, a spiritual leader gave the team a word that each of the 39 women were going to birth a movement; that the walk was only the beginning of what God was going to do in our lives. 


When I was praying about what the Lord wanted me to do, He reminded me of a dream I had a few years ago...  

In this dream, I was driving up to the top of this hill in a city and on top of the hill was a white church.  I went inside and saw that it resembled more of a courthouse on the inside, or an old church.   

Along the wall on the right, an art display was set up. There were lots of people in the church--some were chatting, some were looking at the art, some were just standing or sitting .

There were three sections of pews: right, center and left.  The middle section was filled with children, all different sizes and color.  My adopted siblings were front and center. In the front of the church were pink and blue boxes with lids and each box had a blanket coming out of one corner.  

On the front stage was a judge with a gavel in his hand.  I tried asking some of the people who were standing around what was going on, but no one would answer me; it was like I didn't exist or they would just change the subject.  I knew that something wasn't right, I could feel it in my spirit, an uneasiness and fear. I finally got so fed up with the people that I stormed out of the church.

I drove down the hill and the Lord said to me, "Where do you think you're going? Turn around and tell my people (the Church) to wake up!"  I pulled into a McDonald’s (which means, "world ruler") parking lot and did a u-turn and drove back up the hill.  


I parked, ran up the steps of the church, grabbed the two huge doors, yanked them open and yelled inside, "WAKE UP!"  The dream ended and I woke up.
 

What I feel like the dream means:


I feel like the art display represented that the church is too occupied with the world, with the arts (as in Hollywood/movies) and has lost its first love (God).  

The middle section of children represents the foster care system/adoption and the boxes represent unborn babies/abortion.

I felt like the Lord said that the Church would rather sweep the thousands of waiting children under the carpet and have someone (the government) worry about them.  Also, few pastors will speak up about adoption or abortion.  The Bible commands us to take care of orphans and those in distress and be a voice for the voiceless. (Isaiah 58).  

The people who were in the church are Christians who are complacent, who would rather stay in their American dream bubble.  The judge I feel is God, who is standing, ready to judge the American Church for her sins of not really caring for the fatherless and those in distress.  

God is looking for a generation that will stand in the gap and pray for the ending of abortion and care for the orphans.  America will be judged according to how we did or didn’t stand up for those who have no voice.

I want to be on the right side of history and am praying that my voice will be heard!   


"For if you keep silent at this time, relief and deliverance will rise... from another place... And who knows whether you have not come to the kingdom for such a time as this?" (Esther 4:14 ESV)  

Our God is a God who protects!

Today we walked into Dallas County and about an hour later, a tornado struck. This wasn't just a small little nothing tornado- this was a multi- tornado ordeal.

We had just finished walking and loaded up on our bus. We started driving and it started pouring down rain! Nate, our trainers husband was in a car behind us and called her and said we had to pull off the next exit right away. The bus driver started to exit, but stopped. She said, "I've never like Flying-J" and kept going. (backing up a little... Our bus driver was suppose to drop us off at our start point, take our luggage to the hotel and then be done, but she felt like she should stay with us, because we didn't have our motorhome. And she did!) So our driver goes two more exits down and pulled into a truck stop. All 39 women (and a few staff) all ran inside. We prayed and wait. Meanwhile, the media team is doing the 1pm live feed at our end point and our security guy (Mr. Mark) tells them to leave, because of an approaching tornado! We are in the gas station watching the news (at one point, we were huddleding in a back hallway) and saw that just two exits behind us (where we were originally going to pull off) the truck stop had trucks overturned and cars scattered everywhere! Our God is so good! We were so close to the middle of the tornado! But we prayed and God heard and protected us!

We literally had two tornados following us today. The very exit we almost stopped at to take cover was destroyed, 18 wheelers taken up in the air. We had just entered Dallas. I truly believe, these tornados were looking for us Back To Life girls... BUT GOD protected us. They say, "Texas hasn't seen tornados like this since 1973", which is the year Roe v. Wade was legalized. We are coming to overturn the death decree of 1973 in Dallas!