Countenance of Rebirth 

 

The countenance of rebirth 

 

 

 

Has become my favorite scenery to witness

 

 

 

It’s the nearest I am on Earth to seeing God 

 

It’s unmistakably Him, those moments where you see the revelation of Love written on faces that were once lost 

 

 

 

Now being found 

  

 

I’ve seen it

 

I’ve tasted it 

 

  

It’s when your logical and experiential mind is blown  

You are in awe, realizing that there’s a better reality where you are just as much known as you are loved by Perfection Himself 

 

 

 

It’s when the hungry souls are fed with real sustenance  

God’s Presence is indescribably close 

 

 

 

The work of the Holy Spirit could be spotted a mile away for nothing in this world compared to it at all

  

Holy Spirit imprints too good to be true tears welling up on eyes that were all too used to disappointment and pain 

 

 

 

Witnessing the countenance of rebirth – what made every single thing I’d ever go through for the cause of the Gospel

 

worth it. 

“I tell you the truth, no one can enter the kingdom of God unless he is born of water and the Spirit. Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives birth to spirit. You should not be surprised at my saying, `You must be born again. ‘” – John 3

Above is my team called Utterly Amazed from last month. The past months have been so packed with testimonies that we are utterly amazed (Habakkuk 1:5). 

Those testimonies I will share on my first newsletter email! If you are subscribed to my blog, you should receive one. If not, comment your email below to receive one. 

I have made my blog public again now that our plans have changed.

Half our squad is still working in a Muslim country. As for the other half and I, we are in Romania serving Ukrainian refugees. More details to come. Please pray for us! 

My absolute favorite thing in the world is to witness those moments when the Holy Spirit is touching someone. That’s what this blog/poem is about. I am excited to share it with you coming from a month where I witnessed this countenance of rebirth on beautiful faces who seldom hear about Jesus at all (if they do a skewed version).

A local believer who has been earnestly, heart-wrenchingly praying for her friends to come to Jesus cried to us about how God used us to open up her friends to Jesus. The pain of my heart lingered for days as I left this inspiring body of believers determined to share their faith even if it means they will be rejected by family or friends.

Free, I’ve never tasted life like this. The hand of God working redemption wherever we go. We are growing unlike ever before, seeing fruit like we’ve never seen, and I know that this is only the beginning. 

The picture above is from that one time we taught a couple hour and a half English classes alone after being asked only the day before to do it. Something before that would have terrified us now is what the Lord equips us for.

Last month I lived birthday twenty four among a family of believers in the nations. In the last year, God led me to squad lead three different trips and got me to surrender to the call of my life to be a Messenger of the Good News in the nations. Well, every Christian has that call. This year it just became real. That my life is not my own. Hineni – that yes – to go wherever you call Lord. 

24 years ago I was born, but it wasn’t until Jesus came to live inside me that I was truly living. 

Lord I love you 

I must become less

And You more

what an honor 

to be a part of Your story of redemption 

everywhere