Posted by: amylamb | June 21, 2010

What’s Really Happening: June 18-21

I planned to list the occurrences of the past three days in this blog, but the surface level occurrences are just too shallow at this point. So here’s what’s really happening:

– I’m being ruined and rearranged like never before. In coming here, I expected to be poured completely out in His pursuit for the hearts of the nations, but I’m finding that He’s pouring into me at a greater level than I’ve ever encountered before. I’m the heart being rearranged here. And yet I can’t keep it to myself …

– Difficulty. I wouldn’t go so far to call it persecution because I don’t think I really know what that is. Being part of the family in this city has required more discernment and caution than I’ve ever known how to practice before. I’m used to being bold, but not to being careful. Even so, this is challenging me to rely on Dad significantly in learning how to love the unlovable, seek out uncomfortable situations and share the story through the power in my life rather than the talk of my tongue. I’m learning that I’m not as legit as I thought I was. But I refuse to stay there.

– Joy. I can honestly say that I have never been more excited, more joyful and more fulfilled than I have been in the past three weeks. I can’t explain it or even describe it, but recognizing the richness of the Father in the midst of this pursuit and the fullness of His purpose is just too much for me remain in my apathy. The relationships are heavily ordained, the laughter is abundant and the refinement is sharp. I feel more at home here and now than any other place or time on earth. Perhaps that’s because the Father Himself is becoming my home.

-Peanut Butter. I would just like to note that He gives us everything we need. Including peanut butter, even from obscure European grocery stores. He is enabling me to support my habit, and for this, I am abundantly grateful.

Okay, that’s enough for now. Just bein’ honest here, folks. Thanks for your prayers and support, it works. And remember, kids: infinitives and prepositions are not your friends (but please don’t tell my Grammar class).



  1. You may not know who I am; I went to Greater Gwinnett Com. Church, and I remember you when you were little! I’m loving your blog and am praying for you!

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