![]() ![]() The struggle of wanting to be listened to, understood, but not necessarily seen is resolved in the anonymity of Aled’s Universe City podcast. ![]() Podcasts are some of my favourite pieces of content and I think the medium lends itself perfectly to what Alice Oseman is trying to do. I love that the story is centred around a podcast. Instead, it’s a story about identity, self-worth and the transformative power of art. Radio Silence is a story somewhat about school that interestingly enough doesn’t really take place at school – maybe because the themes are so much bigger than the framework of school. Alice Oseman examines how a well-established path isn’t necessarily right for everyone and that it’s okay to change your mind. Let's kick down heaven's doors, be His vessels, and make this earth look a lot more like where our true citizenship is.Radio Silence is a liminal story about finding your way in life told through the lens of the pre-university anxiety many teenagers face. I pray that someone who reads this will start to stand in the truth of who God is and who they are. And even more than that, taught me an eternal life lesson that I will remember every time I get into the Ladd Family Van! Their hands brought heaven very physically down to earth. Those generous givers were truly heaven's portals. Not only did God do it, He surpassed what we asked for! Isn't that just like Him!?! Heaven's door got kicked open by declaring the truth and because people hear God and obey. That same night, another $1,000 came in from someone I've never met. We just sent $5,000." My humble, holy response to that message was, "I AM FREAKING OUT!" And then I ran into our bedroom at 5am on a Saturday morning to wake up Chris to tell him. Two days later, I woke up to a message that said, "Kacy, go get that van. Quivers of doubt still rumbled through me on occasion, but I just repeated truths over them. I practiced silencing my fears and rehearsing these truths. I could not see a way for it to happen on earth, but this was now heaven's business. I thanked Him for these truths and asked Him to release some of heaven's glorious riches to provide a vehicle for our family. His arm is not too short, and heaven is not lacking. God is a good, good Father and loves taking care of His children. I am a child of God, a daughter of the King, and worth dying for. I reminded myself and God who He is and who He says I am. I knew I had to change the course as shame and fear started to claim ground in me. ![]() We have an enemy that can use silence or shouting to cast our eyes from what's eternal to temporary struggles. I am fully grafted into God's family and have the authority to release heaven right here on earth because Jesus died and rose again (Romans 8:15-17).Īwkward or not. I am a new creation (2 Cor 5:17) and a citizen of heaven (Phil 3:20). ![]() But God's Word says to "fill your thoughts with heavenly realities, and not with the distractions of the natural realm." (Col 3:2 TPT) We are seated with Him in the heavenly places (Eph 2:6). There are many circumstances I cannot control. Now my spirit was taking strain from my insecurities. It was a messy week that had me stretched as far as I stretched physically, mentally and emotionally. I threw out my back trying to restrain him and protect him, myself and Wyatt. Benjamin was having the hardest week he's had in a long time, so the household was loud and volatile. Can You go from $395 to $5,000? Am I absolutely ridiculous for trying to raise this much money in a month? Should we just survive with what we have? We're missionaries, right? Should we scrape by and be thankful for it? Soon after that, $395 came into my PayPal account through a handful of kind givers from social media. RADIO SILENCE.Ĭue: Embarrassment, shame, and thinking maybe I've crossed a line. I pressed send on the email campaign, a few personal emails, a blog post, and some social media posts. However, we are officially between a rock and a hard place in the vehicle and finance department. There are starving children in Africa, and I just made two pans of chicken to meal prep for the week. Even when the ends don't quite meet, we've never gone hungry or done without necessities.Īsking above and beyond the extravagant generosity already extended to us is hard for me. Every single month feels like a miracle month. I am still amazed every month that finances come in to pay our bills. Perhaps I should be a pro at fundraising, or at least the faith for it. We have been sustained as missionaries in South Africa by people's giving for almost thirteen years. What you might NOT have seen is my stomach lurching and face twisting when I asked our beloved friends, family, and people of the Internet for help. If you read our last update, you might have seen that we are fundraising to buy a family van. ![]()
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