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