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| Vero, the girl who comes to clean my house a couple of days a week, asked me if she could be paid today. She told me that a sister in the Lord had come to her house this morning asking for $20 pesos (about $2 dollars) to buy some food for her three little girls, who hadn´t eaten anything all morning. Vero explained that she only had $5 pesos (50 cents), but that she had half a chicken breast, a package of pasta, and a couple of tomatoes and onions, which she promptly gave her.
The poor helping the poor.
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| OK, OK! I know it´s been ages since I wrote anything, but I have been busy meeting my new boyfriend, getting to know him, deciding to marry him, getting married by the Civil ceremony here in Mexico, going on my honeymoon, moving him into my house, getting the money together for the Church wedding, and doing that....but now, I have a little more time... So now, my last name is Moctezuma....very, very Mexican, right?
I´m enjoying married life very much, especially the discussions that we have about the Bible. Since Angel has never read the Bible before, every once in a while I will read something, and he will pop up with an adament...."NO, that can´t be in there! God is NOT like that!" (when God sent the plague on the firstborn of all the Egyptians, for instance). Then we talk about how we know what God is like, what authority we have for our ideas of God, whether everyone´s idea of God is correct, etc. etc. We are reading two chapters a day....one from the New Testament, and the other from the Old....right now we are in Acts, and Proverbs (I chose Proverbs because I thought it might not be so difficult to understand).
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| I have exchanged houses with my son Roberto and his wife Ani. I was tired of trying to keep my big house clean, with just me rambling around in it, and asked them if I could change my house for theirs. Ani looked up at me from the kitchen table where she was teaching Kyle and Perla, and started to cry.
"What´s the matter?" I asked.
"It´s just that finally, this morning, I came to terms with my little house. I finally told God that I would be satisfied with it as is...." she said.
God answers our prayers sometimes when we finally surrender to His Will.
When Tabi was seven or eight months old, she began vomiting everything. After going thru tests to see if it was an allergy to the milk, we did x-rays of her digestive system. Her stomach was tremendously enlarged, and didn´t seem to drain. The doctor told us that the stomach normally begins to drain 5 minutes after the liquid enters it, and is usually almost empty in 20 minutes. In her case, 40 minutes later, the small intestines showed just a tiny trickle. Seven doctors told us that the only solution was to operate.
I would sit in church with Tabi in my arms and just cry.
One day, the pastor said, "We have noticed that our sister Lisa is sad (I was a sea of tears), so tomorrow we are all going to fast and pray for Tabitha." I gulped, because I had never fasted in my life...."Lord, how am I going to survive without my cup of coffee in the morning?" But then I reflected that Tabi was already fasting, and besides, did my Mexican brothers and sisters love my baby more than I?" So I fasted the following day.
The next Sunday, the pastor said, "I notice that our sister Lisa is still very sad. We are going to fast and pray all next week for Tabitha."
A WHOLE WEEK.....!!! But Lord, I did one day with great sacrifice! A whole week?
And then the pastor finished...."we will fast every day until 3 in the afternoon..."
Ah, OK, I think I can do that....
I would look at Tabi and think....my little girl is starving to death. Lord, why did you give me a girl if you were going to take her away? But finally I said, "OK Lord, I accept your will....whatever. Just please take her quickly if you are going to take her...."
And that´s when, little by little, she began to get better. All those doctors couldn´t explain why....
But I give the glory to God.
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| Today in church our minister was talking about David confronting
Goliath, and in passing, mentioned that Saul offered David his armor,
but after trying it on, David refused it. That started my mind
going, and I thought, "You can´t go to battle in borrowed armor."
How many people think they are good Christians because their
grandfather was a preacher, or their family is Christian. If we
aren´t wearing our own armor, our own belt of truth, our own
breastplate of righteousness, our own feet shod with the gospel of
peace, our own shield of faith, helmet of salvation and sword of the
Spirit, the word of God, then we won´t be effective in the battle, in
fact, we might even die in the battle. Remember when Ahab and
Jehosaphat exchanged their garments when they went into battle....the
result was nothing like Ahab had hoped. Let´s make sure we put on
our own armor to take our stand against the devil´s schemes.
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| Today, Made, the girl who stays with me at night, brought two of her
high school friends and their little brother and sister to make
cookies. These girls had never made cookies before, so we made
chocolate chip cookies and rolled cookies that we cut out with the
cookie cutters, and then painted or decorated with frosting. I
invited my granddaughter Perla to come too, and eveyone had a really
good time. They all took home big bags of cookies and seemed to
be really contented with their day.
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