Okay, so the fever is gone, at least I am pretty sure. i haven´t actually had a thermometer, but Monday, when the fever started I went to sleep for a few hours so shivering cold, and then I woke up in the sweats, but the same thing happened the next night... anyways Mom, you can relax now. I have a cough and it is not pretty, but I am taking cough medicine and continuing to watch what happens.
On another note, I am still pretty confused about what to do with the whole church thing. I ran into Iván, the prophet, today and he said that he had been praying to talk to me again. He is so radical. I know that He is serving God but I don´t know if I can be that radical. He takes that whole following the scripture only to a new extreme. For example, he believes that the family should worship together and the children should be present in the service because we all contain the same Spirit. Well, he believes that the family should ALWAYS worship together. Like there is no reason to have a women´s time. He also believes that we should worship the way the Bible says. Not just how we culturally worship, like in the Caribe, we cannot just worship through the music of the Conga. Or something like that. He is so concerned with what the Bibile says that, I gues that there is no freedom for personal expression. I want to be sure that I am not being disobediant to God. But is his radicalness correct and I am just unwilling to give up the comfortable life. Becuase if i too am called to be a prophet in this land of bondage, my life will be filled with sorrow and frustration. And then my heart thinks that maybe I am unable to give up my life. It is like I was serving God in America, but in a three dimensional sense, and now God is calling me to view Him in a four dimensional way, and I am not sure i want to.
When I was praying about the whole situation the other day, I felt, but maybe it was just my imagination, that GOd was telling me to Go and set the people free. And I said to God, But I cannot speak- like literally I cannot speak the language. And God showed my heart that I was sounding just like Moses when God told him to go to Egypt, and Moses said that he couldn´t because he couldn´t speak. I mentioned that to Iván and he laughed and said, I am your Aaron. Your interpreter. Aye, I have no clue what I am doing here and part of me wants to go hide under a rock!
On another note, I am still pretty confused about what to do with the whole church thing. I ran into Iván, the prophet, today and he said that he had been praying to talk to me again. He is so radical. I know that He is serving God but I don´t know if I can be that radical. He takes that whole following the scripture only to a new extreme. For example, he believes that the family should worship together and the children should be present in the service because we all contain the same Spirit. Well, he believes that the family should ALWAYS worship together. Like there is no reason to have a women´s time. He also believes that we should worship the way the Bible says. Not just how we culturally worship, like in the Caribe, we cannot just worship through the music of the Conga. Or something like that. He is so concerned with what the Bibile says that, I gues that there is no freedom for personal expression. I want to be sure that I am not being disobediant to God. But is his radicalness correct and I am just unwilling to give up the comfortable life. Becuase if i too am called to be a prophet in this land of bondage, my life will be filled with sorrow and frustration. And then my heart thinks that maybe I am unable to give up my life. It is like I was serving God in America, but in a three dimensional sense, and now God is calling me to view Him in a four dimensional way, and I am not sure i want to.
When I was praying about the whole situation the other day, I felt, but maybe it was just my imagination, that GOd was telling me to Go and set the people free. And I said to God, But I cannot speak- like literally I cannot speak the language. And God showed my heart that I was sounding just like Moses when God told him to go to Egypt, and Moses said that he couldn´t because he couldn´t speak. I mentioned that to Iván and he laughed and said, I am your Aaron. Your interpreter. Aye, I have no clue what I am doing here and part of me wants to go hide under a rock!
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Is there some way to delete obnoxious bloggers who write things that shouldn't remain on? (see the previous post)
I don't know if you'd listen to me on this point, but I think you should remember that there are many ways to serve God. Even if in Greece or Israel 2K years ago people worshipped one way, that doesn't mean that those ways are the only ways that would be appreciated by a definitely multi-cultural God. That would make life so boring! Enjoy the wonderful diversity the world has. And you can tell that prophet that if he really believes in being so absolutely literal, then he should learn how to speak Aramaic or Hebrew (or Greek), since those were the original languages of the Old and New Testament.
Don't forget to think rationally!
Mom