No hay luz in ningún lados...

Hace un rato que he escrito, por eso discúlpame. No he tenido gana para escribir mas que ya estoy escribiendo para el fin de mi practica acá. Tuve un tipo de gripe, la garganta me dolió un montón, para una semana y media, pero ya te conté de eso. A la vez, muchas cosas bonitas ha pasado también:

1. Tuvimos 4 reuniones distintas con las iglesias y contactos del barrio. La primera estuvo con 4 iglesias junta, un cena para unir y presentar los lideres/pastores de las iglesias unos a otros. Las 3 otras estuvo visitaciones/presentaciones/un tiempo para conocer el liderazgo en 3 iglesias distintas.

2. He tenido muchas mas oportunidades para aprender cosas de vida en la villa, por medio de conversaciones, visitaciones, y entrevistas intencional. Pero, todavía no me aparece que yo haya aprendido bastante in mi tiempo acá. Entre el tiempo que tome para entender bastante castellano para aprender cosas en verdad y la problema con seguridad, todo mi tiempo me salio y ahora, me falta menos de una semana para irme. Es ridículo!!

3. Tengo un montón mas para escribir en los 3 o 4 días próximos. Espero a preparar algo para la iglesia acá y el grupo con que he estado trabajando, pero los 2 últimos necesitan a ser en castellano, significando mucho mas trabajo y pensando y reflexión, menos mal, muchas de mis notas son en castellano o un mezcla al menos. Podría usar muchas oraciones por eso especialmente.

4. Mi hermanita Miguelanna (My translation of Michelann), ella se quemo sus pierna este viernes pasado. Ya ha tenido una operación para la prevención de cicatrices y va a tener unas mas en las semanas que viene. La próxima es este viernes. Me agradecería todas sus oraciones por su sanando y paciencia en este proceso.

No lo se para que empece contando con números, pero me parece que eso es todo que quise a decirte para ahora. Tratare a blog un mas vez esta semana. Mi meta es para terminar todos mis documentos y presentaciones ante.

Se amo todo Uds y no puedo esperar verse!

Dios te bendiga cada una de Uds,

cuídate,

Claire

P.D. Me olvida explicar mi titulo. Mucho veces, incluyendo esta noche, la luz en Carcova ha estado cortado. A veces, solamente para unos horas o menos, y otras veces para toda el día y noche también. Este lo ha hecho viajando al dentro el barrio y yendo a la iglesia muy difícil. Muchas gracias a Dios, unas veces, nos fuimos todavía y durante una reunión regreso.

Y también, durante mi experiencia acá, lo vi el pensamiento de casi todas afuera y muchas personas al dentro el barrio que Carcova es un lugar muy obscuro. Hay muchas drogas (fumando, vendiendo, y comprando en el medio de la calle aun al mediodía), adicción a alcohol, prostitución, crimen, violencia, robo, idolatría, basura en todos lados, especialmente en el fondo y mucho prejuicio en todo de la gente de las villas (villeros). Las personas dentro de Carcova y sus vecinos de Suarez necesitan a despertarse y tomar acción para traer luz al barrio y limpiarlo desde al dentro hasta afuera. Por favor, unir conmigo en orando para prenderla luz en Carcova, para prenderlo un fuego a bajo las personas, las cristianas viviendas en el Barrio para clamar todo el Barrio como un parte del Reino de nuestro Dios!

This won't be long..

So, this last week has consisted of many mornings where I stay in bed as I try to get over whatever is is that I've contracted. Last week, for one day it felt like the flu, with body aches and feeling frozen. Then I was better and visited more houses for the next 2 days. Then my throat really started bothering me and my grandmother insisted that I rest more and stay in the house more. Plus, I have time to catch up on writing things. Downside, I feel terrible and just want to sleep and not do any work. Yesterday, I really felt a lot better. But after being in the cold last night (for an incredible dinner with the aim to start unifying the pastors of Carcova) for several hours, I returned to the house feeling worse than ever and this morning I really could not will myself out of bed. My grandma is going to see if her doctor can make a house visit, but as for now, I'm housebound with the precious time I have left slipping away every second that I stay in the house.

How ironic: at the beginning, I was housebound due to a lack of connections and ability to enter Carcova without the connections. But I was perfectly healthy. Now, I have to cancel meetings with people or going out into the cold because I'm sick. And I feel like a wimp for not going out and working. Especially while I can stay in my house and be warm while other people are in the villa without real doors for their houses, in the cold, without heaters and sick like I am, and sharing their bed with the rest of their family.

-Please pray that I will get over whatever it is that I have so can get out there and interview more people.

-Please also pray for the people of the villa who are sick with the flu or pneumonia without heaters or warm houses.

--The health care system is socialized, so there are free clinics for even the poorest of people to go to, but the people of the Bajo, the poorest part of the villa, alot of times don't go to the free clinics when they're sick. Andres told me it's because they feel like less than the trash that surrounds them and so they won't go to a free doctor to get better. And in times of flu, especially with the chance of the swine flu, it could mean death for some of these people when they don't receive the proper medical care.

-Finally, please pray that I'd take advantage of this time that I have at home to start analyzing the data I've gathered and see what else I need to do before I leave.

Thanks everyone.

Love,

Claire

It isn't week 9...is it??

Time has gone by WAY too fast. At the same time, I'm homesick. I miss my family, friends, and comforts of living in a familiar place. I just want to go home for the weekend at least. It's not that I don't have a lot of downtime here...in fact, I have way too much. I need to get out of the house more, to go out and make things happen.

My spanish is, well, it's still coming along. A lot of times, I think I am understanding everything that is going on, until later, someone brings to my attention or says something that brings to my attention that I was completely wrong. Example (This all happened in Spanish, of course):

Last Thursday afternoon, I was walking out of Carcova with my friend, Vero. We passed by Rosalia's house and she was sitting outside with some people that I didn't recognize, but I wanted to stop and say hey to her and see if she was available the following day.

Rosalia: "Are you coming to church tonight? We are having a vigil in the church, from 10 tonight through early in the morning."

Me: "Ah no. I promised to go to the other church tonight. I still haven't been there for a service. But what are you doing tomorrow. I would like to hang out with you if you're free."

Rosalia: "Tomorrow we will be cooking all morning long to sell food to the neighborhood. You are invited to come and eat with us."

Me: [I didn't exactly understand the time specifics] "Oh thank you. What time are y'all eating? In the afternoon or the morning?"

Rosalia: "Around noon, at the church. But we'll be in the church all morning long, until the afternoon."

Me: "That sounds great. I'll see you tomorrow, then."

Then Vero and I continued to walk out of Carcova and closer to the entrance, we ran into Sandra, Rosalia's daughter. After greeting each other, she again, told me about that evening.

Sandra: "Are you coming to the church tonight?"

Me: "Oh to the vigil? No, I can't. But your mom just told me about it. But Ill be there in the morning. Your mom mentioned something about cooking to sell food in the morning? When does that begin...when should I come?

Sandra: "When we will begin depends on how long the vigil will last. But we'll be there at 6 or 7 in the morning."

Me: "Oh, ok. Then I'll come to the church in the morning and we'll see each other then."

An hour or two later, at the other church (with the same head pastor), I heard more about the vigil. I didn't know what the word was (vigilia) and asked the Pastor about it. He told me that it started later in the evening and lasted all through the night, sometimes until 5 or 6 in the morning. He said that there'd be singing, testimonies, preaching, and praying all through the night. I combined that information with what Rosalia and Sandra had told me and I thought, oh, thats what Sandra was talking about when she said they'd be in the church at 6 or 7 in the morning...until 6 or 7. They must be cooking throughout the night to sell food to people while they're there, or for other people to sell the next day. And that was the extent of my thought process on the manner. Then my mind switched to, wow, this sounds like a really great opportunity, I would really love to go to this church event and see what's going on. And I asked Andres for his advice and everything, I had an issue with returning late to the house and so I decided that in the case that everyone left the church in midmorning, at 3 or 4, I wouldn't have the Remiseria to take me home and I did not want to start having problems at the house again.

And in all the confusion of trying to go, deciding against going, and thinking that the cooking was happening during the night and they really would be leavings at like 4 in the morning and going home to sleep, then I wouldn't be going to the church in the morning.

-Now I'll admit, now that I am looking back over things, it seems a little ridiculous that I mixed things up so terribly and was so confused. But anyways, here's what happened today:

I arrived to the villa early this evening for the praise practice and went to Rosalia's house to wait until time and walk over with her daughters. She told me that they had missed me the last week. And at first I though she was talking about me not being there for the normal church meetings. But then she mention the "Logro", which I now know is a fundraiser. She had invited me to eat lunch with them in the church (almost everyone had the day off work because it was their Independence Day, which I also forgot while processing all of this) in the middle of the Logro. And Sandra had invited me to come in the morning to help out if I wanted.

It absolutely kills me that I didn't understand that whole exchange completely.

1. I fell through on a plan I had made, thanks to my confusion and misunderstanding.

2. They had invited me and expected me to be there for lunch, and I wasn't.

3. I missed out an incredible event to witness how they raise the money for their ministries and the management of such a large event.

I literally felt like bashing my head in the wall when I finally understood what had actually happened. It's moments like these that knock out the dillusion that I have in my head that I understand enough to get along well here. I mean I'm not helpless, but I'm caught somewhere between conversational and, well, dillusional. And when there are words outside of my vocabulary, I always forget to look them up later, or forget what the word was, so that I can know what it meant. This story isn't entirely the norm for me and is definitely the worst and most personally disappointing mix-up that has happened so far.

Oh and I finally confirmed with Andres that I really shoudn't walk around the villa alone. Although he did say that I could probably go by Remis to the Remiseria and walk from there to the houses alone if they are close by. So, I'm definitely going to try that out, or to drive directly to the houses that I know. I have got to plow through these final weeks!

Pray that the Lord gives me all the strength and all the "ganas" (motivation) to dig up informational valuable to my organization, the church here, and for my educational experience. And for extreme focus, I swear I'm ADD or OCD or something because I always focus on the wrong thing, or get caught up in the unimportant little details when writing or doing work.

And most importantly pray for God to continue to humble and break me and that I'll give him all the glory, whatever the outcome.

Thanks for reading and praying!

Love you all,

Clara/Clairr/Clarita/Clari/Claris or Claire

Hace mucho...

So, I keep telling myself that I need to write an update, and then I keep refusing to do so. I don't even know how long it's been since I wrote last and am afraid to check because I might decided to wait to finish this post until later. So I'll do my best to quickly update you on the happennings over the past week and a half or so.

In general, there have been much less days that I've just sat around the house. One of the families that I'm friends with moved to a block away from me, so I can walk over to hang out with the mom and crazy 3 year old whenever I feel like it pretty much, which is rather wonderful. Every time I ring the doorbell, the little boy yells, "PAPI!!!!" and acts mad at me when he sees that I'm not his dad, while trying to hide a smile. He is a terror and completely precious at the same time...and such a boy, but he still needs to learn play fighting versus really punching someone hard (well, as hard as a 3 yr old can punch) and to tone down throwing everything in sight.

I've spent a lot more time with another friend from Carcova, either walking with her to and from kindergarten, or in and out of the villa, or hanging out at her house or the shop/house of her friends. We watched the final Argentina game together, the first time I've even been inside of the villa on an Argentina game day, and we blamed her husband for the loss since he watched the game at another house and not with us.

The last few days have been incredibly warm and beautiful! Thank you Jesus! But since I last blogged, its been back and forth and pretty cold at times, especially in the evening, even with a very strong sun during the day...typical winter days I guess. Thankfully it's only snowed once in the last 30 years or so, so I don't have too much to worry about with the cold.

What else? I've had the opportunity to talk with more women from the church, at their homes, and actually ask them questions to gather specific data, PTL. It's beginning to feel like com dev work. I've been realizing lately how many things God has been teaching me here, not only an abundance of lessons in my personal walk with Christ, but also an incredible amount of learning is taking place every day that I am here, even if it feels like I haven't been doing much work. I've been attending a weekly women's Bible study for the past 3 weeks now and consequently invited to other events and now, I even attend events (alone) that I haven't been explicitly invited to by someone. This really excites me because it makes me feel like I have a little more freedom. And the people are just as welcoming and when I'm not at a church event later ask me why they didn't see me. Also, I was invited to join the praise team practice tonight so I could learn the songs as they practice. I'm so excited to go! Normally I try to at least understand what they're singing...there are no overheads of the music or programs or songbooks with the words that they're singing..so it has been very hard for me to worship with them in singing.

I also met with another church, in the Bajo, and we had a meeting the past Monday so that I could share with them and know them in a more intimate setting. That meeting ended up being almost 4 hours, whew. I had no translator, as normal. But my accent was so terrible for them, I think my nerves were getting the best of me, that one woman who did understand me would translate my badly formed words of castellano into their castellano. And just when I thought my castellano was improving, it's really much worse than I ever thought. Awesome. But really, it wasn't that bad. And my 'translator' explained it much bettter than I could, and exactly in the way that I wanted to, but couldn't.

Things at my house have improved immensely, praise the Lord. But I've noticed that I am feeling pretty homesick at times, because returning to the house here, where I still have to understand and speak castellano, doesn't quite have the same effect as returning to my hall at Covenant or to my home with my family. And I miss that. A lot. Not to the point where I feel like I have to come home right now, but I just miss the little comforts of home and being surrounded by people who have known me most of my life or just know me well and whom I know well.

I wish I could share pictures with you. I have a number on my camera, which I finally figured out how to make the charger work a while back...but I don't have the right connection to my computer with me. The card won't fit and I forgot the USB thing. So you might have to wait until I get home for me to post them, but I'll try to figure out a way to upload them while I'm here.

Praise:

-God is with me every step of the way. He's already provided immensely and continues to do so!

-Flu season has kinda started here and I am not sick...even with all the Mate drinking!

-The beautiful sun and the discovery of stairs in the garage that lead to a place where I can sit and work in the sun. :)

-People are very welcoming.

-I have friends here and no longer have specific boy-issues (yay! some of you no what that means, if you don't just know God steered me through what we'll call a potential problem).

-God's opening my eyes to many things and teaching me an incredible amount.

-The blessing of days like today that are rainy and cold, meaning I can stay inside, rest, and write.

Prayer:

-That I'll continue to keep my focus on Christ alone, trusting that he will guide my works and my remaining days

-That I will have wisdom when not to drink Mate and will stay hydrated and well rested.

-More beautiful days and opportunities to walk around Carcova.

-Continued guidance and wisdom in frienships...to not be naive if someone is trying to use my friendship or take advantage of my time or possibly money and if so not to judge, but to handle the situation with wisdom.

-That I will apply the things God is teaching me and that I will take note of it all.

-That I will write all that I need to and include as much as possible and be able to sift through all of the information to find the underlying truths.

-That God will give be more opportunities to interview (formal/informal, whatever) people: man, woman, Christian or other.

-That He will strengthen me for all the He has for me in the remaining time that I have here.

Wow, this post turned out longer than I thought. And now that I'm in writing mood, I'm going to work on other things as well.

Thanks for reading and for your prayers.

Love and miss you all!

Claire

VAMOS ARGENTINA!!!

Blessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob,

whose hope is in the LORD his God,

who made heaven and earth,

the sea and all that is in them,

who keeps faith forever;

who executes justice for the oppressed,

who gives food to the hungry.

Psalm 146: 5-7a

Also - Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD. Psalm 27:14

It really seems like this whole summer (all 5 and a half weeks!!) has been a lesson of patience. Waiting to see God work in this internship, in my research and ministry here. It's been a slow process. And as soon as I think it is speeding up and I start to plan accordingly, something stops it again. But that's not brought this verse to my mind.

As of late, I've been fighting many battles internally and in my house and last night it seemd to come to a breaking point. I was pretty much breaking down while talking to my mom, internally refusing to leave my room, without hope, and filled with despair. I was also in a very stubborn state of mind. I don't know what really happened between last night and this morning. But I went to scripture, resolved to find the perfect verse to answer my problems. The longer I searched and the more I skimmed through some psalms and proverbs, I stopped trying to pick out verse for myself and I finally started paying attention to what I was reading.

God filled me with an indescribable peace and comfort that things would and could be resolved and that I had absolutely nothing to worry about. His presence overwhelmed me and encouraged me to love and be understanding in the situation at hand, and most of all, be humbled and in a state of repentance. One of the situations I've been waiting to be resolved has been through the mercy of God and truly spending time, being still with God -- soaking up His Word, and praising His goodness. The solution wasn't achieved by looking for the answer and finding it on my own. It wasn't until I stopped looking for my own solution through the out-of-context words of God and waited still in His presence that He gave me peace, courage, strength, and wisdom.

Please pray that I will put distractions aside EVERY morning and not only when I feel like I'm at the end of my rope as I did this morning.

Also, school work for my internship is piling up, so pray that I will do it all well and thoroughly.

Please also pray that God continues to reveal Himself in the relationships He is building for me in Carcova. We have Bible Study again tomorrow night and I hope to be able to discuss the idea of a church-led savings and credit group more. But it has to be completely the women's groups if it will be successful at all.

And finally, please pray that I'll have better organization in my research, taking the right notes and in full detail, remembering what was really said and not what my false poor spanish skills perceptions of situations are.

And PS, Argentina came away from the pre-tournament with 9 points, 7 goals, and only 1 goal scored against them. Maybe it's not the best, but they're pretty darn good at times. Tomorrow at 10am eastern time the US plays, don't miss it!!

I have a new identity...

...or new identification document, rather. My passport arrived a week earlier than I expected. What a blessing. And the new passports are much prettier than my shabby old one that now has punch-holes in the side. What else has happened today? Oh yes, this morning, Argentina won 4-1, that's right, against South Korea. Although, S. Korea did score our first goal and snipered us for their only goal. Bravo for them. The moral of the story? The Argentines kind of have it together, even when there are at least 3 people on Messi at any point in time. And also, this afternoon, I had a very nice surprise visit from a friend. She was walking back from talking her daughter to pre-school and ended up hanging out with me until time to pick her daughter up. I'm going with them to the pre-school again tomorrow to help make t-shirts for the next Argentina game.

Wednesday, I was invited to a women's bible study at CCF (Camino al Cielo por la Fe - loosely translated, The Path to Heaven through Faith). What a blessing! And PS btw, this church is packed out during the week, well not literally packed out with people, but there is something going on every day of the week. On Sundays, they have their normal church service, although I think it starts in early evening. I don't know of any evening service on Mondays, but in the mornings I think some women get together for prayer. In the evenings on Tuesday, they have a worship service and preaching of the Word. Wednesday night, women's bible study. Thursday night is very similar if not identical in set-up to Tuesday, but maybe a different crowd? At some time on Friday, the men have a bible study. Saturday afternoon, they have a kid's program and in the evening is youth group. And there's probably even more prayer meetings that I don't know about. It makes me thrilled to know that the congregation of this church is so committed to fellowship, prayer, and growth together. I so desperately want to become more involved with their church. And my foot is in the door, because I have been invited to join the women every Wednesday night, even though I don't understand everything and am only 20 yrs old (rather than the late 20s-50s range). And I am thrilled to be able to learn from these women and take part in fellowship with them! Of the 12 of us, I knew about 4. So, I hope to be able to build relationships with the others as well.

**Please pray that God would open doors for that.

HUY! I am at least 1/3 done with my trip and almost halfway done. I feel like I'm echoing everyone here, but how did that happen?? I just got here. I am not ready to go back in 7.5 weeks! I love everyone back home, but it feels like I've just started to get my feet wet here.

**Please pray that I would take advantage of the rest of my time here and not get too caught up in the planning and/or details of it all.

And one final prayer request, along some of the same lines. Pray that Christ would reign in my imagination. I spend too much of my time living in a dream world or lost in thought, and not enough living in the real one, where there are real people that really matter and I want to spend time with, but I am too easily distracted by the dreams and "what if's" of my imagination.

For the road:

In that day you will say:

"Give thanks to the LORD, call on his name;

make known among the nations what he has done,

and proclaim that his name is exalted.

to the LORD, for he has done glorious things;

let this be known to all the world.

Shout aloud and sing for joy, people of Zion,

for great is the Holy One of Israel among you."

Isaiah 12:4-6

Now for my feelings...

In the month that I have been here, I have truly learned what it's like to be living on a rollercoaster. I have felt incredibly excited, depressed, frustrated, almost angry, lonely, defeated, incapable, loved, encouraged, enveloped in the loving arms of my Father, free of limits, trapped, fearless, in danger, too young and immature, etc. etc. etc... You name it and I truly might have felt it. Today, I'm at the top. I can see the danger that lies ahead, the 60 seconds with my stomach out of place, the corkscrews, the loops, and the other drops. And I am anxious with excitement. I love the thrill of rides and feeling like I'm falling through the sky...as long as I can trust that it's secure, that at the end I won't fall out of my seat, I won't fall down from the sky and crash. But you see, there's a part of the ride that I can't see. It goes around this curve into the darkness and I have no clue what will happen after that. That is the scariest part. All these thoughts begin running through my head, "How do I know that I will be safe there, too? How do I know that the tracks continue? How do I know that I won't run into a cement wall? I won't be able to prepare myself. Oh crap. How do I get off, I don't want to do this anymore!!!"

Yes, I have felt that. And then, the presence of my Savior overwhelms me. He tells me that it's ok to close my eyes and not know what lies ahead. Sometimes, that's the point you know. How can you say you really trust someone when all you are doing is trusting in the future that you see for yourself. That's not faith in God, that's faith in my ability to prepare myself. That's faith in my ability to plan and organize and adjust my expectations for my future.
No, the Lord tells me to keep my eyes fixed on him, even if it blinds me. That's the point. I must be blinded by faith in Him to truly walk in His ways and to truly stay on the path on which He is leading me. Jesus said this to Peter in John 21, verses 18 and 19:

"Truly, truly I say to you, when you were young, you used to dress yourself and walk wherever you wanted, but when you are old, you will stretch out your hands, and another will dress you and carry you where you do not want to go." (This he said to show by what kind of death he was to glorify God.) And after saying this, he said to him, "Follow Me."

I don't want to walk where I want to walk any more. I am and have always been a dreamer. I love thinking about what the future will be like, what I'll be doing, how my friendships will grow, having a cute apartment in a cool city, maybe learning to make clothes and be good at it, or to know enough to be able to 'save the world' in the comfort of my own office where I can still live a normal life, and so on. My mind is always coming up with new plans for my future. I make decisions every day based on the way that I feel and what I want to do.

"Oh, I don't feel like working right now, instead I want to watch a movie? Ok, I can't fight my own feelings."

"Oh, I'm too tired to study? Well I don't want to fight sleep."

"I'm too tired to wake up to my alarm clock? Ok, I'll go back to sleep for a while and just wake up whenever my body tells me."

If I am nagging myself to make myself more comfortable or do what I want to do. It doesn't take a lot to give in. And for a long time, I have convinced myself that this way of doing things, of listening to myself and wants and needs, is the right way of making decisions and living my life. *buzzer* WRONG.

So many things have been on my heart lately, especially this past weekend. Psalm 23 for one. "I shall not want...He restores my soul...I will fear no evil...my cup overflows...Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me, all the days of my life..." Also, in my devotional the other day (thanks Rusty and Jennifer), it said ,

"Keep walking with Me along the path I have chosen for you. Your desire to live close to Me is a delight to My heart. I could instantly grant you the spiritual riches you desire, BUT that is not my way for you. Together we will forge a pathway up the high mountain (comm dev-ers, this reminds me of Turnbull's path to the home of the Ik). The journey is arduous at times, and you are weak. Someday you will dance lightfooted on the high peaks; but for now, your walk is often plodding and heavy. All I require of you is to take the next step, clinging to My Hand for strength and direction. Though the path is difficult and the scenery dull at the moment, there are sparkling surprises just around the bend. Stay on the path I have selected for you. It is truly the path of Life."

Nearer to Jesus

Sarah Young

I guess all of this to say, I feel a lot of changes coming on and although I'm tempted to look ahead and see what will happen, I'm ok not doing that. I'm finally able to focus on Jesus, as He works in me, shaping me into His vessel to use as He desires AND as He works through me, as I am here, in this place. I'm far away from my family, friends, and all that I've ever know, and yet I feel completely at home because Christ is with me always. He is my comfort and my rock on whom I depend, even to take baby steps into the unknown.

• Please join me in thanking our Savior for providing me for this opportunity to serve and lean wholly on Him. And in thanking Him for all of the doors He has already led me through down here and all of the relationships that He has forged for me.
• Pray that I will begin and continue to put my future into the hands of the Lord, willingly, knowing that it might and probably will make me uncomfortable.
• Pray that He will show me what to do each day and by walking blindly, with eyes fixed on Him, He will bring opportunities to me to do His work here, even if it is not what I have in mind.
• Pray that He would continue to draw me closer to Him, in times of Joy, Affliction, Loneliness, Frustration, everything.
• Pray that He would continue to give me wisdom to make the right decisions and in all my relationships here, knowing what to say and what not to say to someone.
• Praise the great Provider and pray that He will continue to provide all that I need - materially, spiritually, and emotionally.

I love you all more than you know.

Thanks sharing your time and prayers with me,

Claire Victoria