Answered

For the past few weeks, I have been praying for God to really rock me in the time I have left here, I had been asking for a few weeks, nothing was happening, it was becoming same old same old. Until Friday evening, I go to final debrief with our team. I can tell that something is going on, a few of the leaders aren't there, they are talking to one of the youth. While the kids were talking about their experiences here, one of the youth leaders walks downstairs, with tears in her eyes, as soon as she got the opportunity she told us that one of the girls had a panic attack and was attacked spiritually. She was going in and out of consciousness and couldn't breath. They had to call 911. 


My heart was beating so fast, and I got that gross feeling in the pit of my stomach. 


She continued to say that we are in a spiritual battle, because the kids have had such an incredible time & God was so evident, Satan wanted to take back ground, he wanted to scare us, try to sway their thinking that this mission trip was not a success.


Everyone stood up and we all huddled together in a group, we all prayed together for a couple minutes, Sam was playing guitar and singing , everyone joined in  singing "And if our God is for us, then who could ever stop us. And if our God is with us, then what could stand against" It was SO powerful. Instead of crying and being afraid of what may happen. We worshipped, I broke down, I knew that God was here, he was rocking me, he answered my prayer. I wanted God to rock me because I wanted to come home with a story, that showed how powerful he truly is & always will be, he did just that. Whatever you ask from God, he will answer. The kids belted out these worship songs, we sang for probably half an hour, these kids were incredible, throughout the songs smiles were more evident, I couldn't get my smile of my face. It was such a blessing, God was being so visible in that moment, he was so evident, everybody could feel him.


I will not be working with a team this week, because there is only one small group that will be coming, but I'm happy about that, I ended with probably one of my favourite groups.


I cannot believe that in one week from now, I am on an airplane flying home, I am having such mixed feelings about it. I am so excited to go home, see my family, be back in Winkler, my home. But I am also so sad to say goodbye to the people I have met here, I haven't met better people, they have helped me so much on my spiritual walk, they have helped mould me into the woman of Christ I now am. I will sad to say goodbye to San Francisco, the things that happened here, the emotions I felt here, I truly will leave a piece of my heart in San Francisco, such a beautiful city in many different ways.


This week I will be having a lot of time off, just to really reflect on my time here, having to adjust to going home & going into the "real world" the culture shock that will come with that.


So, Winkler, I will see you in 6 days & 7 sleeps :)


Tessa