I haven't been so happy for the weekend to be here since I was in like year 11, ha! It was a long draining week here in Perth. Since Monday I had learned of two more deaths back home. I was more in shock that in three days I can get three different pieces of crap from back home. At the beginning of the week I felt attacked emotionally, mentally, physically, and spiritually. I just wanted to be at home with my friends and family. And a couple of times really asking God, 'Should I be here? Should I leave? Why am I here?' I should have known better, because of course, like He always does, He shows up in the midst of it all, even when you are refusing it and/or not wanting it.
Thursday night, after another long, draining day, like every Thursday night the whole base went to the suburb of Marabooka. Marabooka is a slum type suburb, where a lot of refugees live, and isn't the best area in Perth. Here is a pic of a BEAUTIFUL Marabooka baby's bottom :)
As a base, we've been praying for the area, and trusting God for miracles, salvations, and just light over the whole area. So on Thursday we all packed in the base vans and headed to the area we usually do worship out in the open, but because of the rain we were forced to do evangalism in the vans! Yes, it's possible :) We drove around in our vans and drove throughout the city, and tried our best not to look sketch as, Ha! It was very hard to concentrate and pray on the van, and I thought that I was going to get nothing out of the experience, than just silently praying for the area to myself. BUUUUT, of course God had a different plan. 
During what I call 'popcorn prayer', I felt the Lord place Isaiah 51 on my heart. I was super confused and taken off guard, I just kept seeing Isaiah 51 over and over in my head. I had never read the chapter in my life, and it had no meaning to me! I asked around the bus for a bible, since I didn't bring mine (mine is the size of America, I swear. I need a little purse size one) and borrowed a friend's. I opened up to Isaiah 51. And sure enough there in verses 1-8, were all the hopes, prayers, and words the Lord wants all of the people of Marabooka to know and rely on! I couldn't believe it. The Lord had just spoke my first direct bible verse to me. I read it out loud to the bus, and with tears I was in awe of how intense and present He is. It was an amazing feeling, that I hope and pray the Lord blesses with me again.
But like I said boy do weekends feel good here in Perth. It's been a relaxing Saturday. I went to an airplane show down in the city on the beach, and made brunch with fellow YWAMers. Now off to dinner....fish and chips. Yes, I eat fish now. :) Miss you all. xo
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