A Motivated Mother

What a privilege it has been for me to bring the gospel to such godly women in Halifax. From age 16 to 70ish... in the beautiful Tim Horton's camp in Tatamagouche, you all remind me so much of the Bereans in Acts 17. How they eagerly receive the message and study the scriptures daily. What you have there is precious. As I stand amidst such a vast array of women from several generations I marvel at the unity you possess. It is God given. Protect it, cherish it.

As God lays on my heart to go deeper with you teaching on Romans 6-8 paralleling Galations 5, I remain refreshed even now of how strong your faith is becoming! How you long for the deeper things of God, the "steak dinner" rather than the baby's milk. (Hebrews 5)

Your humility, your desire for His word, your listening ears and now your persevering obedience will not return void. Already the emails that have transpired as you fight the good fight trusting Him and resisting the enemy, have encouraged my heart!

What fueled me all the more, was one of my dearest brothers in the Spirit, who writes me deep things that God speaks to Him that we would compare the Spirit aligned in us, wrote to me right when I was on the plane leaving Halifax to go to Florida to speak. He spoke of how we need to understand more of Romans 6-8 and how it's a hard teaching but so powerful! How it blessed me to know that was the very passage God had me share with you ladies.

It is moments like these that refresh me from heaven above to know I am in His will. The ONLY place I desire to be.

From there I spoke on a cruise and met many people from across our country that are lights in their cities; beacons of light to offset the secret war of abortion. A desirous group that longs to cleanse the pollution of innocent blood shed on our country's soil. (Number 35:33) I am richly blessed to hear from their very mouths that interestingly enough, this younger generation (high school and younger) are actually choosing life even more so than the university group when it comes to abortion minded ones they come in contact with. I am convinced that there is a remnant in this younger generation that God is reserving for Himself.

Yes they are highly uneducated in God's word (truth) and life through His Spirit, BUT they are indeed hungry to be taught the REAL truth... they do want to know the hard line between good and evil in our watered down society.

It is a ruthless grind, for sure. I look at them and feel as Jesus did, they are so harassed (Matt 9:36) From sexual abuse, lust, $$, technology, access to whatever they desire at their fingertips, distractions, lack of parental presence, an educational system that doesn't want anyone to fail, so floating I guess is accepted??? distraction, no need to save, live beyond your means, etc..etc...etc... Is that harsh? .... immerse yourself in their company for even 2 days and you will understand. It's a fight for them. But I'm not willing to point fingers, I simply want to reach my hands...

I come back to a weekend retreat in Grand Forks where I speak to leaders that are gearing up to do summer ministry and a gang 0f 20 of MY hometown leaders, drive 3 hours to be there too. What a joy they bring me as we spend deep time all weekend in the word and prayer and desiring more of Him. I come back more passionate in the Spirit despite my body being tired.

I desire His Spirit within me to have full reign over my vessel. That my flesh would be a complete slave to the Christ in me. Even as we were in Florida and my husband and I sat under an umbrella on the beach reading scripture together in our quiet time, I see so many consumed of what their bodies look like. And in that moment the Spirit reminds me that something that becomes an idol, a focus of so much time, that we become slaves to, is the very thing that when we die, literally WORMS eat it.... wow... as if that isn't a slap in the face. (John 6:63 The Spirit gives life, the flesh counts for NOTHING.") I remind myself that I shall be focused on things that last for eternity, my Spirit and my faith refined as gold, that my time here on earth by faith shall please my master, my Lord and my God to whom I gladly have become His Prisoner.

I BELONG to Him. There is no greater joy, no greater boast, nothing of greater worth, than to know and confess unashamedly I am my Lord's and He is mine.

I must go now and teach God's word to those that are hungry. This is privilege. This Mother's day I am truly blessed to be feeding my children Chateaubriand, for they have long outgrown the Spiritual milk.

Pressing on, to be a Mother called by my Lord, for more than just children of natural descent, youth for the Kingdom,

Mamma C

Our God BEYOND Wonder

I cannot even begin to contain in one email what I have witnessed of God in my travels from the Eastern Coast of Halifax to meetings with significant faith people in all cities across Canada, to the very edge of Florida and the Islands of Bahamas. I literally have been through all our North American time zones, many climates, marvelled at the tides off the coast off Halifax, the many colors of the ocean water, randomly dispersed islands called of paradise (Bahamas) to the wild and rustic surroundings of Northern Washington with its towering evergreens. Only to return to my now orchard blossoming hometown of Kelowna. I am a smitten, blessed woman to the hand of our marvelous Creator. Yet despite such wondrous natural beauty, the depth of wonder I find most intriguing is the very picture of God that is displayed in the faithful, strong, dynamic men and women of faith I have had the privilege to connect with. A great treasure for me is to sense Christ in people. When I see, sense, hear, even smell the fragrance of Him in fellow believers of all ages, I find it pure joy. It is merely my foretaste of a piece of His glory. I find my spirit soars as I speak and pour out truth to these hearts not only ready and eagerly desiring more, but FULL ON ready to unashamedly display more of His goodness!!!

As an eyewitness to what God is doing in our country I shall proclaim that there is a remnant here that has not bowed the knee to Baal, in which He is claiming for His own. It is a joy and a thrill to know that our God always chooses the under dogs, the few in numbers, the ones that "aren't" to be the ones that "are", the ordinaries to be HIS extra ordinaries. And I believe that despite so many becoming God haters, there is a remnant the fervently calls him their King.

I am smitten all the more, despite being poured out and probably having the least amount of sleep I have ever had in 2 weeks; my heart is full, my spirit alive and I fall in wonder that our God SO loves us. He tells me, "I don't NEED you Carrie, but I DESIRE you." wow.... so true.... humbling yet exhilarating the Creator has a thing for me.... wow...

As I sit on the plane marvelling at how small I am to Him, I can't help but declare some rightful statements for Him, that fuel my FIRE to serve Him with all I am.

Here's a few....

With all our technology can you show me the path of where the wind shall go or show me where the lightning will hit?
Tell me how a cloud can float such weight of heavy water?
How do birds know where to migrate every year or better yet the path to take, even without GPS or mapquest?
Who can tell me all that lies on the deepest ocean floor or how about just walk across it?
Who can find out their number of days here on earth? What if I offered you any amount $ to tell me such?
Who created the lion to retreat before nothing? How does it have such courage?
Tell me how TRUE love is formed between two people for a lifetime?
How does the mind create, maintain and hold "wisdom"?
Can you change the temperature just one degree for me today?
Can the weather channel hold a "number of clouds" count for around the world on a daily basis?
Please change the shape of Orion's belt for just one night, make it whatever design you prefer?
Tell the mother bear not to worry about her cubs. Better yet, ask her to put just one up for adoption.
Show me a horse that is naturally maneless.
Create a circus act with flying eagles that fly according to your command.

All this is captured in my heart as I mediate on Job and Proverbs. This is my God. The one I will forever worship. My God who declares all glory to Himself, and rightfully so. You are my God and I love you.

As the plane descends to land and my ears pop, I want to add one more...

Stop your ears from popping as you descend from the heavens in a plane.... hmmmm...

God I love you. Truly love and shall boast of no other as I do of you. You are truly... my AMEN.