friday, what a day.

HI!
Keep pra*ing for dad.
also, all my flight money came in. Miracle... yeppers.

spiders and flights

hey guys, just wanted to rally some pr*yer for my dad. he has gotten a spider bite which has progressed to a staff infection and he is on antibiotics. as usual with staff infections, there is a risk that it is the strain which has a resistance of antibiotics, break this business off!

in other news, finances for my flight is due in 36 hours. woooo hooo! let's see a miracle, hey?

thanks for the pr*ayer.

cheers!! bekah

an excursion.

Hi family.

Well today was an exciting day.
I was able to go with some of my friends, who are a part of a group that redeems island dances of the south pacific, to share with some "troubled youth" at a local center. it turned out to be all boys, which I was feeling a bit nervous about.
i wasn't sure what it was going to look like, but I felt like G*d was laying on my heart that whoever we shared with needed to know that they were not under the law, but under grace-that nothing could separate them from his love. while my incredibly talented friends danced their feet off we inter*eded for all that G*d wanted to come be released.
after the cru*ifixion Haka (a dance done by the Maori people of New Zealand) we had the chance to disperse and talk to the boys. all of us "visitors" needed to stay within arms length of each other and in partners. my partner was my friend from South Africa.
we headed for these two boys we had met briefly at the beginning. they warmed up to us quickly when we asked them how to properly shake hands and confusing me to no end by introducing themselves with the wrong names. they asked "yous guys all churchies?"... "yous (aussie plural for "you") always been churchies?"...and without much more my partner launched into his personal testimony of laughing at chris*ian people all his life and then to being high out of his mind and confused as ever and G*d meeting him then and there. little did we know we were talking to two boys fully addicted to crack and pot. they shared how it is just "too hard" to give up, but they really didn't want to screw up their lives. they shared dreams of wanting to be a mechanic and basketball player. and said they wanted to help each other get to that point. it turns out they were cousins.

in the end they saw from my buddy's story that they wanted to meet this G*d for themselves, as we likened meeting G*d to a drug high, you can't describe it, you just have to try him for yourself.

and our two friends pra*ed a committment to keep following J*sus from this day on.

the guy who got us "in" to meet this guys will follow up with them.

doesn't get much better than that, hey?

lately my posts have been about food.

today a lady from church took me out for Indian food. i am so happy. i feel abundantly blessed. oh, and i ate lamb again.

hi! hi!

i just wanted to let you all know how great Livio is doing. i was able to visit him at the hospital the other night and he was awake, alert, talking and joking. so many of the words spoken came to fruition for his healing. wow, G*d is so cool. so much grace over his life.
today he was discharged from the hospital! woohoo!
thank you all for the pr*yers of petition for his life.

a little update for those who have been asking...

Thank you for your concern for my friend. He is called Livio, he is a Swiss-Italian. I was able to meet his parents today-I'm sure they were completely jet lagged but were in great spirits, fully trusting in G*d! They gave report that he is in good spirits. He has fractured (what I am guessing) his temporal bone, just behind his ear, very close to damaging his artery (again, guessing, but thinking his carotid artery)...but didn't! The haemmorhaging in his brain has subsided! Praise G*d! Thank you for asking, please keep on as led.

i just finished a satisfying dinner of lamb stew and sourdough bread and for dessert, a glass of milk.

there is so much commentary in store for this opening sentence.
Firstly, lamb...I have consumed enough lamb in this month than I ever had in my years in America. We just don't eat lamb. They are cute animals that represent J*sus and we don't herd enough of them to slaughter them.
Secondly, all the bread I have ever eaten here has been donated. Twice daily we pick bread up in the city, and when I say "pick up bread" I mean 5, 6, 7 massive trash bags. Abundance.
And milk--for some reason we have also received an abundance of milk donation, expired it may be, but delicious it is. Although there isn't enough to drink it by the glass usually, this weekend has called for a rare season. Yummm...It tasted like gas station. Okay, allow me to explain "tasting like gas station". I grew up as a milk snob. Twice a week a little man, called Bob Phelps (at least that is who we made the check out to), would bring 2% or 1% (depending on the Dinneen season) milk in 1/2 gallons and leave it in our milk box. It tasted like he drove the cow around in the milk truck, milked it in your drive way and then left the sealed carton in your insulated milk box, it was so fresh. On the off week, we would drink more than bargained for and then we would either go without milk until the next delivery day (torture) or my gracious father would pick some up on his way home from work. At some point , we decided this "pseudo milk", often purchased at texaco, tasted horrible, and dubbed it "gas station milk"---the worst of the worst. And now, having milk powder be a luxury, I look back at my silly jokes and wonder-"Why didn't dad spank his ungrateful daughter?" Hahaha. Thanks for your patience dad.

This weekend has been good. I reread the book "Is that really you G*d?". I feel like once again I have the vision of sending youth into the nations and how G*d uses the willing.

I did want to ask for pr*yer from you all. Yesterday, my friend, the very one who lent me his long board, was riding and took a really bad fall. He is currently in critical condition at the hospital, some bleeding on the brain, fractured skull, ruptured ear drum...but with that said-he is conscious, joking around and in a state of recovery. His parents are coming from Switzerland, they should be here tonight. Please take a moment to pr*y. I feel like he is definitely going to be fully recovered, but we need to cover him to get to that point.

Thank you guys for reading. It has been a weekend of getting things done. Gearing up for seeing outreach finances come in!

Look forward to hearing from you :)

my july update goes a little something like this...

although it is lots better with pictures, i am going to post this anyway...(if you do want my real updates in your inbox, you can send me your email address and i will make it happen.)

News from me to you...

the birth attendant school 2010
yippee!!! this is the new crew of 16 students began on July 4th. It's all happening! from the nations of france, u.s. (one u.s. via peru), canada (one canada via barbados), australia, samoa/taiwan (she is a special mix), the netherlands, new zealand and singapore. and not pictured is rachel...one of our staff!

and they are hilarious...a pre-requisite, of course.

what's been happening since i have been in perth...

it has been nearly two months since the last birth attendant school ended and since then i have been adjusting, refocusing, soaking and enjoying! this has been a time for me to see what really happens when you are working behind the scenes and not on the front lines of a school, rather the backbone.

as a base we are trusting for 1.7 million more dollars before we can begin construction on our new property. what an exciting time this has been to be reabsorbed into the base! ...

...once the new school was prepared for and had arrived, i was able to transition and see what happens to keep the base running. i have been able to work on planning our outreach, babysit, learn about applying for outreach visas, be a part of fighting for new staff to come aboard, re-organizing the keys for 53 properties the base has, and a lot of pr*yer, inte*cession and wors*ip in the mix of it all.

there are several times a week that i get to interact with the students who are learning to become G*d-fearing midwives, but this year i am not "staffing" the lecture phase. this means i will not go on outreach until after christmas. get ready everyone, i will be home from mid-november until just before christmas this year! woohoooooo!

thanks for all the pr*yer and being a part of this new season.

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