Tuesday, September 27, 2005

hummm......

Well.....I, hummm......

OK, so the news is? Well, there is no news! Actually, am entirly frustrated, I want to add some photos on and I cant - arugh!

OK, so I dont have a real job, I am just working for my Mum and helping out at various kids and youth clubs and programmes - so life anit too bad. But I cant stop thinking about Pemba and my life there! How I miss it and long for the day, that I can purchase my ticket out of here back to the place I love and call home! I constantly think of the dear children, and cant wait to hold them in my arms and see their smiley faces! And not too mention back to eating rice & beans and bottled water! People think I'm crazy for wanting to live in Africa, but something is drawing me. Some see it as a sacrifice, others see it as stupidty, but I see it as a joy, its not hard. But I do trust the God I serve. Cause where He guides, He provides!

At the sunday morning service at church - well, it was different. We had a guy share about the Jesus rose from the dead, but he focused on the cross. That is not a bad thing, but he didnt answer the question - but anyways. At the end of the service, they played a song by Nicole C Mullen - I know my Redemeer Lives! It got me thinking and realizing what a wonderful God we serve!

Anyways, I am looking forward to this weekend. I am going up to my friends house, in Eketahuna to preach at her church and also attend a couple of sessions at a conference with Gary & Kathy Oates. WOW! This guy is cool - he works with Randy Clark! I heard Gary speak at TACF in Jan, and its an honour to hear him in the land of the long white cloud.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Love, Grace, Mercy & Compassion

L-O-V-E
It is a small four-letter word that will cost you everything: laying down your life; passion and compassion; giving without expecting; feeling His very heartbeat and surrendering to His rhythm; following the Lamb wherever He goes - even to Mozambique.


- Heidi Baker, Iris Ministries -

My heart beats for the King. My life is not my own, I live for another!
Here I am Lord, SEND ME!!

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Always Remember

I found this on the web

Always remember what John Wesley said

Do all the GOOD you can
By all the Means you can
In all the Ways you can
In all the Places you can
At all the Times you can
To all the People you can
As long as ever you can

Inspiring aye?

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

My Life is not my Own

So I crave for a life of purpose and adventure. How does one live a life like that? We serve a mightly God! A King, who gave his life for me - what does he get in return? My LIFE!

I see these movies of wars, geniocides in Africa. Oh, how it breaks my heart! How can people not be moved? How can people watch and not do a thing about it - they just change the channel. I feel they then dont deserve to know what is going onto humankind - the very race that Jesus died for! Oh, let His death not be in vain!

I see this horrid stuff, I hear the stories and cry with them - almost wanting to bleed with them. I then wonder and imagine what it would be like to experience what they went thru and going thru. To share their greif, sorrow and pain? I have no understanding of that. How to understand? Go and sit with them, listen to them, hold their hand - they need to know that someone cares, even if they dont understand, a hug and smile is better than changing the channel.

I guess my thought and question is who will go? To hold, to love, to comfort, to heal, to serve? My answer - is ME, I will go. Will you come?
Why? These people need a touch! Someone has to make a difference - a simle difference. It could be just as easy as lightening the load, brigthening a dull day or God moving so powerfully they are healed and saved! Everyone needs Jesus!

OK, so I need to explain myself? YES! God impacted me so very much, while I was in Mozambique studying as a missions student. In fact God challenged me! I prayed, I listened, I watched and I answered Him. I am no longer myself, but a daughter of the King. His price has been made, now mine must be made. I give up and let go and say HERE I AM - SEND ME!

Its all about LOVE! Perhaps one of the most mis-used words in the world.
I, Anna Barber, now a laid-down lover, a missionary! Yes - I am going to be working Iris Ministires in Pemba, Mozambique.

My life is not my own - I live for another! - Its all about LOVE

Survived, Changed, & Glory of God

Ola, como esta? Gloria Senor!

Well, the time has come for me to set foot back in the country of my birth, filled with mixed emotions. So I arrived back in NZ after spending some time in Hong Kong and China. Which was an experience to behold.

Mozambique - that country rocks! God rocks!

In the School of Missions run by Iris Ministries - God totally rocked my world! He wrecked me, pulled me, killed me, loved me, lifted me, filled me and I will never be the same!
I am just a simple girl from NZ who loves a great big God! Who knows what is instore? I dont, but I know the one who does! All I know that its going to be an honour to share my life with Jesus! The one who leads me on all these increidble adventures! They are going to be hard, scary, filled with highs and lows! But from each experience I can learn and grow! O, how life is full when we serve a mighty and powerful God! To God be the glory be given!

So in Mozambique, I died. I laid my Elisha down, and handed over my Samuel! I truely died a death, and counted the cost. I spent many hours crying in the dirt and laughing with the children. Only do it all again - for sure! All for what? A LOVE - A love for my King - cause he first did it for me!

I left Mozambique! I cant hardly belive it. The last 3 months have been amazing, increidble and life changing. I cried from Pemba to Maputo - with the once was and what could have happend ringing in my mind. Realizing that when we landed in Sth Africa, I had totally left my heart in Mozambique. Not with a guy (that was returned), but with a nation, a culture that needs Gods love ever so despritely. I have felt and experience the rhythm and beat of Africa; it has penitrated me! I guess you could say that Africa swallowed me whole! When and Where? I havent a clue! But just thinking all that has happened, brings all the sights, smells and sounds back to my heart, the center, the forefront of my heart, my life! How I long, and crave for a life fulled with purpose to glorify my lover and King! So its lower still!!!

My life is not my own - I live for another