For me (Amethyst), the past week has been rough spiritually/ emotionally. I was thinking last night…. “I need to tell our supporters to pray for courage, because I feel like I’m afraid of my own shadow,” I spent a lot of time thinking about the negative (worst case scenarios) that could happen and at night, having trouble sleeping and even more trouble finding a passion for receiving God’s word ministering it alongside of Andrew.
I expressed it to Andrew and also to one other Congolese lady (I have become very good friends with overtime) and the only answer they had for me was prayer, getting into the face of God.
Last night, Andrew and I began praying intensely for my breakthrough and for breakthrough here in the North-Kivu, DRC. We immediately began to cry, because God was speaking to us. . . I was shown how I have been trying to defend myself from the evils of the DRC. My fear was not allowing me to fully love Jesus.
The Lord brought Matthew 25 to my mind “what you did for the least of these you did unto me,” He reminded me the He (meaning the Lord) was in the very thing I was trying to protect myself from. He is in the churches who cry out night and day for peace in a war torn area, He is in the street children who beg and steal and cry because their bellies are hungry, He is in the women who are brutally raped and mistreated, He is in to the jobless husband who cannot provide for His family, He is even in the soldiers that have forgotten what love is and have given themselves over to some of the most evil atrocities humanity has ever seen, He is in the bandits who once thought it was wrong but can no longer differentiate what’s right from wrong, He is in the people of North Kivu. How can I love Jesus? By loving the these people . . .
Immediately when I got this revelation, I asked “how”… The Lord immediately gave me a song. It was a song that I’ve heard a few times in the USA. “With arms wide open, a heart exposed, with arms wide open, bleeding, sometimes bleeding…” …”You shall love me, you shall love me…”
If I am to love Jesus as he loved me, then I must love the Congolese as Jesus did… With my arms wide open, my heart exposed, bleeding, even if I’m bleeding.
I died all over again to my safety, my security, even to my future and Andrew’s future…
After the marvelous God encounter, Andrew and I talked… Andrew said, “If we love with our arms wide open and our hearts exposed and they take advantage of us, rob us even if they kill us… They are killing Jesus and they are bringing judgment upon themselves.” We were moved to pray for the Congo and for them to know Jesus when they see him. Suddenly, the sadness of what a nation that kills Jesus would bring upon them began to override the importance of our own life. We were filled with compassion and love for “the least of these” the people of North-Kivu, DRC.
“What does love look like, is the question, I’ve been pondering
“What does love look like is the question that I’m asking…
“With arms wide open, a heart exposed
With arms wide open, bleeding, sometimes bleeding
You shall love me, you shall love me, and you shall love me
….You’ll come alive; you’ll come alive, when you learn to die…”
-Arms Wide Open by Misty Edwards
I expressed it to Andrew and also to one other Congolese lady (I have become very good friends with overtime) and the only answer they had for me was prayer, getting into the face of God.
Last night, Andrew and I began praying intensely for my breakthrough and for breakthrough here in the North-Kivu, DRC. We immediately began to cry, because God was speaking to us. . . I was shown how I have been trying to defend myself from the evils of the DRC. My fear was not allowing me to fully love Jesus.
The Lord brought Matthew 25 to my mind “what you did for the least of these you did unto me,” He reminded me the He (meaning the Lord) was in the very thing I was trying to protect myself from. He is in the churches who cry out night and day for peace in a war torn area, He is in the street children who beg and steal and cry because their bellies are hungry, He is in the women who are brutally raped and mistreated, He is in to the jobless husband who cannot provide for His family, He is even in the soldiers that have forgotten what love is and have given themselves over to some of the most evil atrocities humanity has ever seen, He is in the bandits who once thought it was wrong but can no longer differentiate what’s right from wrong, He is in the people of North Kivu. How can I love Jesus? By loving the these people . . .
Immediately when I got this revelation, I asked “how”… The Lord immediately gave me a song. It was a song that I’ve heard a few times in the USA. “With arms wide open, a heart exposed, with arms wide open, bleeding, sometimes bleeding…” …”You shall love me, you shall love me…”
If I am to love Jesus as he loved me, then I must love the Congolese as Jesus did… With my arms wide open, my heart exposed, bleeding, even if I’m bleeding.
I died all over again to my safety, my security, even to my future and Andrew’s future…
After the marvelous God encounter, Andrew and I talked… Andrew said, “If we love with our arms wide open and our hearts exposed and they take advantage of us, rob us even if they kill us… They are killing Jesus and they are bringing judgment upon themselves.” We were moved to pray for the Congo and for them to know Jesus when they see him. Suddenly, the sadness of what a nation that kills Jesus would bring upon them began to override the importance of our own life. We were filled with compassion and love for “the least of these” the people of North-Kivu, DRC.
“What does love look like, is the question, I’ve been pondering
“What does love look like is the question that I’m asking…
“With arms wide open, a heart exposed
With arms wide open, bleeding, sometimes bleeding
You shall love me, you shall love me, and you shall love me
….You’ll come alive; you’ll come alive, when you learn to die…”
-Arms Wide Open by Misty Edwards
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