Ok, so the first week here things were… nice. I had a hot shower (which I did not expect), a little bit of solar electricity (which I also did not expect) and a warm camper (again, no expectation). Well, last weekend we sprung a leak and the hot water had to be shut off, so it’s been sponge baths all this week. Then the solar kept cutting out, which isn’t a huge deal because we don’t use a lot of electricity, but it still made this week a bit more primitive out here. And then the wind… oh the wind! NEVER in my life have I felt wind like this. On Tuesday afternoon it ripped a hole in my dearest camper. It’s totally fixable, but with the crazy 900 mile-an-hour gusts I haven’t been able to pop it back up. So I’ve been on the couch.
Anyway, enough of that. This week I’ve mostly been working on winterizing Betsy’s rummage shed so we can reorganize, throw out weather-damaged items and fit more stuff in there. I really love Betsy, the work here, the land and the animals, but I’ve been somewhat overwhelmed with the stories. People’s lives here are just so hard and broken… I find myself praying a lot more. It’s heavy. So again, I bring that before you all. Please join me in prayer for freedom and commitment to obedience.
I don’t have much time before this coffee shop closes so I’m going to share a story with you. Every single day I’m amazed at how hard Betsy works despite her physical limitations. She gives everything to this ministry… physically, emotionally, spiritually, and financially! When her and her husband established this ministry they named it The Widow’s Mite. And about seven years ago her husband passed away so it truly is now a widow’s mite. Last night I woke up at 5am wide awake. That hasn’t happened since I’ve been here so I started praying. While I was lying there in bed God brought the scripture of the widow’s mite to mind and I began praying for Betsy. Well, through a random God-appointed coffee shop conversation last week I got invited to a church in Flagstaff and I made the trek down. Super awesome church! Loved the worship, the people and the word! But the really exciting thing is that during the sermon the pastor read the story of the widow’s mite! He was talking about compassion and giving, and about how God enriches us so that we can be generous… not so that we can simply be enriched. And how giving is not about the amount, but about the heart. Anyway, there’s so much to tell and I have 8 minutes left!! I was just hit so hard with the reality of what Betsy is doing. I’ll leave you with this…
The Widow’s Offering
41 Jesus sat down opposite the place where the offerings were put and watched the crowd putting their money into the temple treasury. Many rich people threw in large amounts. 42 But a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins, worth only a few cents.
43 Calling his disciples to him, Jesus said, “Truly I tell you, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all the others. 44 They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything—all she had to live on.” (Mark 12:41-44)
Peace & Much Love!
P.S. I’ll post more pictures as soon as I have the opportunity.