I'm learning

I never knew a lot about the Holy Spirit growing up, except hearing my Grandma talk about him, but it was always hard to follow her stories. :-) I love you Grandma! Right now, this year, this time in Rwanda, God has chosen to teach me so much about His Spirit, and how he moves in us. It's something I had always heard about growing up, but never really grasped how powerful the Holy Spirit really is. He has the power to heal, to totally transform, to renew, to build up beautiful things, and tear down ugly things! He's working in me this year, right now, in ways that I never felt comfortable with letting Him work before. Or maybe I just didn't think I could be used in certain ways. He can do all things! He really can. I keep thinking about that song Momma used to sing to us when we were little. I haven't thought about it in so many years....."He's still working on me. To make me what I ought to be.....How loving and patient He must be, He's still working on me." I am sooo thankful tonight that He's still working and teaching me new things every day. I have been so stubborn sometimes (all the time) in certain aspects of my life. Giving Him control of lots of things, but keeping some things strictly in my own possession and control. I won't do it anymore. I told Him today, everything, everything, everything is His. I'm sorry for those of ya'll reading this and you don't have a clue what I am saying. I think this entry is more for me than anyone else. But thanks for reading and for praying with me too. I looked up that song Momma sang us, and found the next verse. It begins..."There really ought to be a sign upon the heart, Don't judge her yet, there's an unfinished part. But I'll be perfect just according to His plan. Fashioned by the Master's loving hands." One of the ways I think God is teaching me about His Spirit right now is through certain books I've been reading. Books that I would never have picked up, but for some reason, I have, and the words have spoken to me. Before our rafting trip, I scanned our library for some random "thinkless" book to take on our 13 hour bus ride to Uganda. I found the perfect travel book to read...and tucked inside one of the yellowish pages was a copy of Psalm 91, neatly typed out. It was comforting. And the Holy Spirit had also put that Psalm on another teacher's heart too last week. Saturday, I went to this random yardsale at the Embassy and picked up another random book for $1. I had heard of this book, a love story that only God could write for two people, and I never bought it in the States...I thought it sounded too cheesy. But God wanted me to find it now and read it right now. I'm so sure about that. On every page there's assurance. I am just amazed at how God loves us and sticks with us even when we're so stubborn for 28 years. I am so stubborn. I feel like I am like a baby Christian again, learning about the Spirit, and giving Him this part of my life I hadn't before. His grace and His love are amazing. He's still working on me! Thank God!