Friday, May 31, 2013

One week.

I can't believe it. I've already been in Costa Rica for over one week! I've really enjoyed living in Costa and becoming familiar with my surroundings. Since Saturday we've had a team here, from Mississippi. They have been building a house for one of our team house cooks daughter. We've also been going into neighborhoods (barrios) to love on kiddos. 


Unloading construction supplies 


Allison in beast mode

Alajuelinda playground

Vancleave Mississippi team on the plot of land where they are going to build the house.
My view from my apartment






Thursday, May 23, 2013

Adventures |Costa Rica|

I can't even begin to describe how relieved I was to get to the airport on Wednesday.

I'd spent months preparing for this trip and by the time Wednesday rolled around, I just wanted to get to Costa Rica already! All the stress and tension that had been building up to my departure was lifted off my shoulders as soon as I checked in my bag, got through security, and checked into my flight. I was happy to wait an hour until boarding time, or so I thought. Even when the JetBlue employee announced that our plane was delayed because of weather, this plane was coming from Boston, it really didn't bother me. Why? After a prayerful send off for me Sunday, God's supernatural peace flooded my entire being. It was as if Jesus clearly reminded me that I was his childI have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. (Galatians 2:20 ESV) Sometimes trying to use words to describe how I'm feeling is pointless because words don't always communicate what i'm trying to say. BUT. The truth of Galatians 2:20 became alive to me in a new way. I was/am so at peace with whatever happens down here because I have been crucified with Christ. Bring it on world, you can kill this body, I have crucified and resurrected with Christ.

Dan, a 6:8 staff member, and his son picked me up at the airport. It was really fun to drive through San Jose (the capital) to Alajuelita (where 6:8 is based) and see familiar sites. It was extremely comforting to come back. It was a weird emotion, "I know I'm supposed to be here, and finally, after all the comments, the encouragement, the discouragement, I am in Costa Rica." 

I arrived around 1:20pm and once I got through immigration (that was a pain, this dude had nothing better to do than give me a hard time :P)it was closer to 2pm. Once I got to Alajuelita, I put my stuff in Alix's apartment and spent the afternoon hanging out with the other staff and interns. We walked to the grocery store, Pali, and stopped at a smoothie shop. Then, a few of us helped Josh, who was leaving later the next morning, at 2:30am, pack. So, as a group, it was our mission to stay awake and bid Josh farewell. We ate a fabulous dinner, prepared by Whitlee, played a game (minus me, I was wiped out), watched a movie, and then Josh smoked his last Costa Rican pipe. We ate cookies and prayed for him. As we were driving to San Jose to drop Josh off, we realized that the other side of the highway, the side we needed to drive on to get home, was closed. Which then lead to a scenic tour of the greater San Jose area...with almost no gas in the tank. It was quite an exciting day! I ended my fun filled day with a happy heart, thankful for all The Lord had done in one day.

Today, we got up and rode a bus to Tiribi for a feeding center. It was amazing. The group of interns and staff rode the bus and met two people who brought food to us to serve to the people in the barrio (basically a subdivision within Alajuelita). It was so much fun to see how a meal brought smiles to the ticos faces.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Cracked Mirrors

God has really been working on my heart, and when I say working, I mean squishing, plucking, and cutting out the sin in my life. What that sentence means more specifically, is that while I've been going through the book of Ephesians (women's study), sermons from 1 Corinthians, working, and preparing for Costa Rica, God has brought multiple opportunities for me to live out the gospel. Sanctification. The beauty of this process is that by definition, it is ongoing. Personally, it is so easy to be caught up in the "doing" of my walk with Jesus. Clearly, in James 2:14-17, faith apart from works in dead; yet, lately, I've been stuck in the works. I "know" the bible, but so many of my good intentions are lost in translation. For example, the gospel is simple right? Offensive, yes, but it is simple, but knowing versus understanding and living out what you know are seperate things.  Jesus has been smacking me in the face with the reality of Himself. He's been revealing that it isn't about WWJD (what would Jesus Do), it's been more along the lines of WDJD (what did Jesus do). What did he accompilish on the cross? Now live in the freedom that comes through that.

Now to the title of the post, I'm a cracked mirror. For some reason, God has kept bringing that image to my mind about sinners who love Jesus. I'm in Christ as a new creation, thus I am his representitive and reflection. All to easily, I get upset with another sister or brother in Christ when he or she sins. Usually my mind set is, "how dare they? You're a christian...act like one!" Annnnd then Jesus reminds me "Oh, Lacey, silly Lacey, you too, are a broken representation me." So when I say I've been learning to live out the gospel, that means God has been pointing me to how He loved me. He never gave up on me, despite my failings! 

The fact that I thought I could learn a lesson and just check it off is a lie. My entire life should be in pursuit of holiness because that is what Jesus has called me to. He is all or nothing because he is a zealous God.

That's what God's been teaching me. Follow me, come to me, I am the source.