tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42711890939386340002024-03-13T22:25:52.482-07:00Musings of a Missionary Mama!Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.comBlogger183125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-89155416113349160402018-10-16T12:39:00.001-07:002018-10-16T12:39:10.145-07:00meet John <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Meet John. We don't know much about John other than he was a child living on the streets of Lusaka. John represents the face of countless thousands of children living with out care and nurture in Zambia. <div>
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On Saturday the Streetwise Outreach team was out hanging out with the kids and saw John. Long story short.. in the course of their time on the outreach that day John died. He was there talking with the team and his friends and then he simply sat down and died. No warning, no fan fare....one minute he was there, the next he was gone. </div>
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MANY thoughts and emotions have run through my mind since Saturday regarding this. As you can imagine it is difficult to find the words to express how heart sick this makes all of us. The senselessness of it...the brutality of it....it makes my head spin. </div>
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Tim, the outreach leader, reported to us that while it is heartbreaking and sad and just awful beyond words, he was glad for the reminder about WHY Streetwise exists. Tim and the team have jumped into action to comfort the kids and simply be there with whatever is needed. They are loving the kids where they are....in their pain...showing them the dignity and kindness they deserve while the kids mourn the loss of their brother and friend. </div>
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The work that is being done through Streetwise is beautiful, painful, gritty, raw, real and amazing all at the same time. It is heart breaking. It is satisfying. It sometimes makes me want to run and hide and pretend that I didn't know the stories that I do, and it humbles me to the core that we have been allowed to be a part of something so treasured and special. </div>
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Can you do me a favor? Please share this story with your friends! Please help spread the news about the homeless kids in Lusaka. The more exposure the issue gets the more help that comes and that means that John's death will mean something! </div>
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-46156115381306259322018-08-21T07:14:00.001-07:002018-08-21T07:15:23.629-07:00if wezi could speak now......<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A short time ago Luis and I attended a funeral for Wezi Nkana. <br />
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Wezi was an incredible, tiny little ball of fire and energy. She stood 5'2" in stilettos, but what she lacked in height she made up for in spunk. <br />
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She was a strong independent career woman. She was well educated and made much of her time on earth. By Zambian cultural standards Wezi was a trail blazer. She proved that women here have moxi and can do what ever they set their minds to. <br />
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She loved God deeply and that made a mark on those who were around her. She loved EVERYONE well. She gave all she had and trusted God for everything. <br />
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You get the picture.....Wezi ROCKED!!!! </div>
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At her funeral I observed something that struck a chord in me. Those who spoke of her life didn't speak of her earthly accomplishments. It was mentioned, but it wasn't the focal point. No pomp was given to the fact that she had a good job at a prestigious bank. Brief mention was given to the education that Wezi received growing up. HOWEVER! Much was talked about in regards to her character and her ability to love and her devotion to Jesus Christ. </div>
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Wezi lived a life for Jesus and the legacy she has left is a beautiful one! On earth we should make the most of the opportunities we have to do the best we can! With hard work and determination you can do anything you set your mind to. Wezi lived that and defied cultural odds set against women. </div>
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The hard work and determination you give in life should REFLECT a life well lived with and for Jesus Christ!!!!!! Wezi did all she could for the glory of Jesus and for the honor of His name! She lived well and she lived huge because she understood that it would "echo in eternity" (quote from GLADIATOR) </div>
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Wezi lived well because she KNEW the promises of Jesus to be true! She knew that her hope in God wouldn't let her down and that one day her pain, her trials, her heartache would be over and she would hear WELL DONE GOOD AND FAITHFUL SERVANT!! </div>
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Wezi is living now at the throne of Jesus, rejoicing and full of life and love!! She had hope and that hope was fulfilled!!! </div>
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I ask you now..... Do you have hope? Do you know the One who loves you deeper and wider than anyone or anything ever could? Do you have an anchor in the storms of life that will see you through? </div>
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If Wezi could tell us now what she sees, what she feels and what she understands she would say DON"T GIVE UP!!! KEEEP RUNNING FOR EJSSU!!!!</div>
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-64708520620480586632018-08-07T03:30:00.001-07:002018-08-07T05:47:57.488-07:00a hot mess<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I just had my birthday this past thursday and it got me thinking......What I wish my 43 year old self could tell my 23 year old self......<br />
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1. BE COMFORTABLE WITH WHO YOU ARE! <br />
I was SO insecure as a 23 year old. I was uncomfortable in my own skin, so unsure of myself and desperate for approval. I wasn't content to simply be Myranda and enjoy that time of my life. I let everyone think I was sure and confident, but inside I was scared someone would figure me out and call me out as a fraud. Little did I know that no one was actually paying that much attention. Others had lives and issues of their own they were working out. <br />
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2. ITS OK TO BE A HOT MESS<br />
Because I was desperate for approval and recognition I wasn't ok to let folks see my warts and bumps. I wanted to portray the perfect Christian image, not understanding that no one was expecting that from me.....What folks want to see is TRUE and SINCERE transparency. Honesty about the condition of my heart and the journey that God has me on is what encourages others around me and forges bonds. I mean, for realz Nacho, doesn't it make you feel better when you realize NO ONE KNOWS WHAT THEY ARE DOING!? NO ONE HAS IT TOGETHER!!!!! WE ARE ALL A HOT MESS!!! But for the Grace of God I go!<br />
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I would actually go on and on but I think these two point hit the high lights. Here I am.....20 years later....a husband....a dog....three kids.....<br />
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I am a hot mess most of the time, I hate baking, I can't sew and I suck at house work......BBBUUUTTTT Jesus sees me as I am, Jesus rescued me from myself and delivered me from my sin and made me new and fresh and clean! Jesus has taken my hot mess and has made something beautiful out of it that brings honor to Him and the beauty of it is this.....I DIDN'T EARN IT! I DON'T DESERVE IT! My sin kept me separate from Jesus, but His grace made me worthy! His blood shed on the cross has given me a fresh clean bright future! I have Hope because of Jesus! I have purpose because of Jesus! <br />
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If you don't know Jesus yet WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!!!!!!!!!! Give up the fight and let Him take over!!! <br />
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LOVE YOU ALL SO VERY VERY MUCH!<br />
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-10655515892917972732018-08-01T01:25:00.002-07:002018-08-01T01:25:28.679-07:00a hero of the faith<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I met Eileen about 7 years ago when I was feel very fragile and exhausted. Life was feeling very shaky and uncertain and I was dangerously close to a break down. I heard about a ladies bible study that meets weekly here in Lusaka so I decided to attend. I sat next to Eileen and she was asked to pray to end the study. She didn't pray with great Pentecostal fire, but there was confidence and peace and authority oozing out of her. I don't remember what she prayed for, but I do remember that for the first time in a long time I felt safe. The extreme lack of anxiety and the surety in the fact that God was hearing her every word made me ugly cry all over the couch we were sitting on. Eileen simply reached over and patted me on the leg and let me boohoo. She didn't try to fix it for me, she didn't expect anything out of me, she just sat there and loved me and that was all I needed. <br />
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Heaven knows her and Hell is scared of her! <br />
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-62371988803915462842018-07-16T02:07:00.001-07:002018-07-16T02:07:57.942-07:00winter in lusaka <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I have personally witnessed kids wrapping themselves up in enormous plastic bags to keep warm. It just about tore me to pieces. Can you help us change that? </div>
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A young man came to visit us last month from the states and he raised $200 to buy coats for the kids on the streets. We were able to buy 25 from the second hand shops here in Lusaka. </div>
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It was such a treat to see the look on this little guy's face (pictured in the black and white photo). DOESN'T HE LOOK SO WARM AND TOASTY AND COMFORTABLE!!?? </div>
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We want to raise enough to give coats to 50 kids. Can you help? A 10$ donation will ensure that one little kid (like the one pictured above) will get to sleep warm and cozy. Thats a good way to spend 10$ if you ask me! And I give you my personal guarantee that 100% of the donations will go directly to the children! </div>
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If you would like to help us help the Street kids living in Lusaka you can simply go to paypal and use streetwisezambia@gmail.com</div>
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-86493141282065269682018-06-02T01:59:00.002-07:002018-06-02T02:00:39.799-07:00we are the music makers we are the dreamers of dreams <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It is interesting to me the timing of all this. We have worked out tail feathers off to put an art show featuring Streetwise Craft Co products. The aim of this show has been to tell the story of the street kids and to put them in a beautiful colorful light. We want them to be seen as beautiful and vibrant. We want people to see the art work and be inspired to want to help the kids on the streets. We have been planning this show for months and now this came up two days ago. </div>
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It has been a stark reminder to me that the hard work we put into our work has eternal significance. That the work we do represents lives and the value of those precious lives. </div>
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Thank you for taking the time to read this!!!!!! Please pass it along if it has touched your heart!! <br />
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-39582763900146103722018-03-25T02:51:00.000-07:002018-03-25T02:51:02.381-07:00what is one life worth? <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Remember Bruto? I introduced him to you a few weeks prior in my post entitled "WHAT HAPPENS WITH YOU BUY STREETWISE" <br />
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It that particular post I told you that Bruto has been living on the streets since he was 8 years old. He came across our radar a few months ago and we have been talking with him, working with him and making sure he knows how loved he is. <br />
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Our outreach coordinator Tim Phiri spent a lot of time with Bruto gaining his trust, taking him for medical care and loving on him. Through this we learned that Bruto really wanted to get back to his family so we stepped in to help.<br />
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Tim and a friend took Bruto back to his family earlier this week on one HUGE epic journey. Hitch hiking, arrests, getting stuck with a drunk driver in the african bush and an emotional street kid just scratch the surface. Tim tells the story way better that I could.<br />
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At one point Bruto and Tim were stuck in the middle of no where and Bruto started crying. Tim (who is about 20 pounds SMALLER than Bruto) turned to him and said "WHY ARE YOU CRYING!? YOU HAVE BEEN LIVING ON THE STREETS OF LUSAKA FOR A LONG TIME! I SHOULD BE THE ONE CRYING RIGHT NOW!" <br />
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Needless to say they found the family and a beautiful reunion took place right before their eyes. Tim said that the uncle had been looking for Bruto to no avail. He wanted Bruto back and loves him very much. Many tears of joy were shed by everyone around. <br />
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Luis and I have been humbled and amazed at the lengths Jesus will ask us to go through for one persons life. Bruto, no doubt, is worth the time, energy and resources it took to get him home. Tim had no clue what they would find on the end of their bus ride. Would his family want him back? Would they even be alive?<br />
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You wanna know something........this epic journey for Bruto was made possible because you guys purchases Streetwise Craft Co products. Bruto is one of the many thousands of reasons we work like we do to create a piece that you will cherish and love. <br />
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When you purchase Streetwise Craft Co originals you are DEFINITELY making a difference in the life of a precious soul who desperately needs to know how loved they are! <br />
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Thank you for all you do! <br />
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If you would like to donate to what we are doing here in Zambia please go to TIMES SQUARE CHURCH tsc.nyc ......click on GIVING and follow the links to MORALES FAMILY / ZAMBIA<br />
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-20178520248064968732018-03-12T03:18:00.001-07:002018-03-12T03:18:11.688-07:00i am until god says i am not<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I finally understood that statement in its entirety this weekend. <br />
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Luis and I were out with our family on Saturday afternoon. They had youth group so Luis and I stayed out goofing off and killing time until they were done. We picked them up, said bye to friends and headed home ready to relax for the evening and catch up on THIS IS US. (we love that show and enjoy watching it as a family)<br />
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Our plan was to stop at the grocery store before going home but Luis forgot and pulled onto our road before remembering the plan. Not a biggie, he would drop me and the girls off and head over to the store (we live very close). When he pulled in he decided to go into the house to change his shorts and grab a hat. I decided to go look at our neglected vegetable garden. I haven't payed attention to our sad little plot for months. Upon going to the garden I found two guys in the back yard. They were hiding behind the shed. <br />
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It took a second to compute what was happening. It wasn't until I saw that one of the guys was wearing my daughters back pack on his shoulders that I realized what was happening. I yelled WHO ARE YOU!? Then I started yelling for Luis. Everything happened pretty fast after that. <br />
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Before I knew it we had both guys sitting on our porch and our neighbor was hauling bootie back to the house with a police officer. (there is no 911 in Zambia...if you need the police you have to go get them yourself)<br />
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I won't go into gory details, but my husband is a big Puerto Rican and his family was being threatened.....You fill in the blanks. Then he unleashed me on them and WOW! I actually think the guys were relieved when the police showed up. DONT MESS WITH MY BABIES!!!<br />
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We were able to recover everything they took PRAISE GOD and , more importantly, no one in our house was hurt! <br />
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What would have happened if Luis had remembered the store before going home?<br />
What would have happened if he didn't go into the house before heading back out?<br />
What would have happened if I hadn't gone to look in the garden before going into the house? There is no way we would have seen them if I hadn't gone looking.<br />
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God looks after us in ways we may not even see at times!!!! Our day on Saturday was orchestrated in ways that just blows my mind! The details that were set in motion and the hand of God in all of it is amazing! Some call it coincidence, some call it blind luck. NOT ME! I call it GOD LOOKING OUT FOR MY FAMILY!!!! <br />
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OH I FORGOT TO MENTION SOMETHING! Our neighbors kids were home alone with their teenage daughter. The husband had to run and errand and the wife was coming home is 30 minutes after. Thats when the thieves broke in. They didn't know anyone was there. I SHUDDER TO THINK OF WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED IF WE DIDN'T GET HOME WHEN WE DID AND THEY FOUND THE KIDS NEXT DOOR! <br />
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-92055396115044248572018-02-28T03:02:00.000-08:002018-02-28T03:04:41.961-08:00what happens when you buy Streetwise?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Bruto, as you can see from this picture, has had a rough time of life. He is only 20 and has been living on the streets since he was 8.......EIGHT YEARS OLD!!!!!!!! What were you doing when you were EIGHT YEARS OLD!? I was not fighting for survival in unspeakable odds....thats for sure! <br />
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He came across our radar at Streetwise because we found out that he works during the day doing odds and ends wherever he can (carrying grocery bags for people, digging up gardens for others.....) and then uses his wages to buy food for the kids living on the streets with him. We have begun to ask how can we come along side him, love on him, point him toward Jesus and support what he is wanting to do among his peers? <br />
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Long story short, he only came to the shop once a couple of weeks ago, then fell off the radar. We couldn't find him! Our team felt VERY STRONGLY that we needed to go find him on Monday and find out what was going on with him. So, Tim, our outreach guy, went out and found Bruto! He found him in a suicidal, emotionally tormented mess! <br />
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What would have happened if Tim hadn't found Bruto when he did!? This would be a very different posting! <br />
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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL YOU DO ON BEHALF OF THE KIDS LIVING HOMELESS IN LUSAKA!!!!!!!!! Thank you!!!!! You may not think that your 20 dollars will make a difference, but BELIEVE ME IT DOES!!!!!!!!!!! Tim was armed with the equivalent of 70 dollars on Monday, and that was enough to buy food, transportation and look after Bruto's medical expenses. <br />
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-79743577408833429622018-02-07T02:29:00.001-08:002018-02-07T02:29:14.151-08:00one purpose one child at a time! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What is the one purpose? To bring the love and light of Jesus to a group of people who are lost, forgotten and literally cast aside. These are some statistics found online that I find pretty eye opening to the situation at hand in Zambia. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We have to constantly remind ourselves of what the ONE PURPOSE is. Years ago when we started God told us the purpose was to simply bring Christ to them and allow the kids to make the choice. All their ability to make choices in their lives was destroyed the day they moved onto the streets. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Understanding that in that, on a need by need basis, bringing Christ means spending days in the hospital with a kid who has a severly broken finger for two months, or wading through the muck of a poverty ridden neighborhood to find a street girl and her severly malnourished baby, or simply giving a tired weary boy a safe place to sleep for a few hours and some healthy food. ONE PURPOSE is an outside of the box statement for Streetwise. It doesn't look the same every time. But the PURPOSE remains the same! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Thanks so much for your consideration in reading this!!! PLEASE pass it on to your friends and help us spread the word about the street kids!!!! </span></div>
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-61755551050359652072018-01-24T05:22:00.001-08:002018-01-24T05:22:28.228-08:00good things come to those who hustle<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Many of you have asked how this cholera scare has effected the outreaches we conduct at Streetwise. Well......last week members of our team went to meet with the head of Community Development to find out about how and when we can move forward. (This guy answers directly to the president so it was pretty sweet that we were able to get a meeting with him!) He told us that WE ARE THE ONLY ORGANIZATION WHO CAME TO GET COUNSEL AND ADVICE!!!!!! Many other groups have been shut down because they weren't willing to follow protocol. <br />
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In addition to the outreaches in town we also hold a community outreach near our shop. About 9 months ago we began visiting this sweet lady because her daughter lives on the streets. Through our visits an outreach to the neighborhood kids started. Just like in the streets, we have also had to put this outreach on hold. Hopefully next week we will be able to gather the kids again. <br />
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1. You can give your time!!!! We take volunteers on Thursdays and Fridays. We conduct the outreaches on these days. We can't reach the kids of Lusaka unless you get involved. We need you to come and love on some kids who are desperate to know they aren't forgotten about. Then if you choose you can hang in the shop with us and paint and get messy. It promises to be a fun day!<br />
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3. YOU CAN PRAY!!!!!!!!! We are only as effective as Streetwise as those who are praying! Specifically you can pray for more volunteers to get involved to help spread the love of Jesus to the kids. Pray for wisdom and direction as a team. Pray for provision, not only for a van, but for the daily needs the ministry has....financial needs, spiritual needs. Somedays the work is extremely exhausting. Pray for grace, for strength and for the rest that is needed. <br />
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-59029695314853192382018-01-08T23:12:00.000-08:002018-01-08T23:12:17.315-08:00love and cholera<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">We are now living in the middle of a cholera outbreak. It seems to be contained to certain areas of the city where we live, but since there have been few cases found in areas outside of those areas the government has decided, wisely, to implement certain bans and restrictions in hopes of curbing the spread. Cholera is nasty business that preys on the weak, young and old. </span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">What does that mean for us? School openings have been postponed until further notice. The Health Minister stated that they will review the situation January 30th. We have been told to be very careful with our food. We aren’t eating out and we are basically limiting our movements. In addition to delaying the start of schools, the government has banned all meetings of anyone over 5 people. Meaning weddings, church meetings, funerals ect.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">As far as our work is concerned, we aren’t able to conduct outreaches (the ban on meetings of more than 5 people applies). In addition to the closing of schools, this is very frustrating to me because we aren’t able to check on the kids living in the streets. A colleague who works with another street outreach program saw kids at her center right before the ban was enforced and she said that none of the kids we all work with are sick. THAT IS GOD’S GRACE!!!!! </span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">How can you help? PLEASE PRAY!!! Please pray for a swift and quick end to this. Please pray that no more loss of life occurs. So far, based on the reports I have read, 61 people have died. PLEASE pray for the kids living on the streets. Please pray that God will keep them safe and that they will see Jesus’ love in this time of uncertainty for so many people. Pray that the church of Jesus in Zambia will rise up and be found working and acting in compassion toward those who can’t do anything to help themselves. </span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">And….(and I don’t mean this to be silly) please pray that they open the schools QUICKLY! Not only for my family (I HAVE THREE TEENAGERS) but they have shut down the ENTIRE education system for THE ENTIRE COUNTRY! NO ONE CAN GO TO SCHOOL! This boggles my brain. How many millions of children aren’t able to attend school!? I understand the reasoning behind NOT allowing schools to open, but having an entire city full of bored kids sounds like a powder keg to me. (not to mention the 3 in my house)</span></div>
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-61181048994281146032018-01-03T09:31:00.003-08:002018-01-03T09:31:54.321-08:00hope for 2018<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I am looking with hope and expectancy on 2018. Will it have its challenges? Sure! Will it have its joys? OF COURSE! Will I grow from it? I sure hope so! <br />
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We have taken a different approach to the outreaches for now. We no longer go out at night. It became chaotic, and from experience, we have learned that when that happens it is time to take a minute and re evaluate. So now we go out on Friday mornings to a place called LOW LINES and we feed the kids sandwiches and fruit (easy stuff) and we hold church. God brought us back to the realization that it isn't our job to bring change to the kids. It is our job to bring them Jesus and then we MUST step back and watch Jesus do the work. So, we now have what we affectionately call "Street Church" Its amazing! We WORSHIP! When those kids sing to Jesus they sing with all their hearts. From this we are beginning to see those who are leaders, those whose hearts are tender and pliable and willing to be changed. We will also begin a regular outreach that is specific to the girls. We are hoping to quarterly bring them to a location away from the boys and their surroundings and give them the opportunity to simply be teenage girls with no pressure and no pain. If only for a moment.<br />
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It is our hope to establish outreaches every day in the city of Lusaka. We believe that in order to reach the kids with the love of Jesus they need to see us consistently and regularly. Why would they believe that jesus loves them if we don't show us when we promise? In order to do that we need folks to get involved. <br />
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Would you pray for us? Would you pray for the provision to get this bus, for the provision to continue to help meet the needs of the kids? Would you pray for people to get involved? Scripture is pretty clear that true religion is to look after those who can't look after themselves. We can't call ourselves the church of Jesus Christ if we aren't willing to be broken for the needy and those who so desperately need to know they are loved. <br />
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-29255162771815207992017-12-27T05:08:00.002-08:002017-12-27T05:08:38.997-08:00my christmas miracle<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I entered into the Christmas season bruised, worn and weary. To be perfectly honest with you guys I just wasn't feeling it this year. (anyone else able to relate?) <div>
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I just simply didn't have the energy for it. In years past we make a family day out of decorating the tree....this year I put the stuff out and let the kids go to town. (I was dealing with a bad back, could hardly stand up with out crying and just was not in the mood)<div>
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November and December are crazy busy for us typically......two of my kids and my husbands have their birthdays in December.....ministry is busy .....plus all we have been dealing with internally and physically.......well, Im sure you get the picture.....Where was the energy to make eggnog from scratch in 95 degree weather while trying to muster up that "christmas smell" wearing a tank top and shorts listening to Michael Buble' sing about White Christmas going to come from? </div>
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Christmas eve dawned rainy and muggy. We had plans to go to a friends house and I made my traditional pot of chili. (I grew up eating chili on Christmas eve). So I made a nice meal and we got dressed and went over to our friends house. It was a nice time of fellowship and we all enjoyed the company. (My chili was a hit!) After we ate we all gathered in the living room to sing some Christmas carols. And thats when my Christmas miracle hit! </div>
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As we sat in the living room we were able to watch the most glorious lighting storm roll in....it was majestic! It was like it was scripted....as the storm rolled in we were singing the following lyrics.......</div>
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<span style="color: #0a3f64; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: #f0edd3;">I</span><span style="background-color: white;">t was as if the angels were dancing in remembering the glory and majesty of the most beautifully significant moment in history. Jesus Christ, Lord of heaven and earth was born as a small and helpless baby to be able to identify with all things that make us weak and frail.....he set an example of HOW to live in victory and THEN PURCHASED our freedom from sin and death on the cross of calvary! Everything he did, everything he said, everything that motivated him was FOR US to have the opportunity to walk with Him and be free from our sin. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #0a3f64;">In that moment of awestruck wonder at the beauty of Jesus and his amazing sacrifice he made FOR ME AND YOU I felt his gentle voice tug at my bruised and exhausted heart.....</span><i><span style="color: blue;">Myranda, I have been with you every step of the way....when you have felt lonely and desperate, when you have felt desperate and hopeless, exhausted and weary, I have held your hand and covered you through it all! And I am here now! It is going to be ok! </span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0a3f64; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">I sat there with silent tears of gratitude as I felt the loving and gracious hand of Jesus sooth me and gently hold me. (I am crying as I write this) </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0a3f64; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">That the God of heaven and earth would CHOOSE to humble himself and make himself NOTHING, to be born in the lowiliest and basest of ways.....to DIE A HORRIBLE AND TERRIBLE DEATH SO THAT I CAN LIVE......and for no other reason other than the fact that he loves me......WOW! He expects NOTHING but my love and my faith in return! </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0a3f64; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">In the end it turned out to be one of the more beautiful Christmases I have celebrated because I was reminded of WHY.....truly WHY! </span></span></div>
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-88369137543003890052017-12-19T01:49:00.001-08:002017-12-19T01:49:12.343-08:00My Musonda Experience <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I was talking to a friend the other day and we were talking about how 2017 started with a bang and seems to be ending with a boom. Some of us have dealt with health issues, some have dealt with marriage problems, some financial, some its been a bit of all of the above and then some. I think it is safe to assume that across the board it has been rough! Why!?<br />
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A couple of weeks ago ......to top it all off ......I threw out my back.....second time this year. And it was bad. I was crying every time I stood up. This came on the heels of my daughter needing an emergency appendectomy and other personal stuff that was taking my breath away. GOD NO! Like SERIOUSLY GOD!? I can't work, I can't walk, I can't move! NO! <br />
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So, I went to visit Musonda. Musonda is a brilliant physical therapist here in Lusaka who has done wonders for friends of mine, so I decided to go check her out. I limped into her office on a Monday morning in serious pain barely able to stand up straight. Musonda MAYBE comes to my shoulder . She is a little spunky ball of energy and strength. She had me lay down on her table and she immediately pinpointed the problem. She put her finger right in the center of the pain and asked if it hurt......after I peeled myself off the ceiling and affirmed her diagnoses, she began working. AND IT FRIGGIN HURT! <br />
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She had me twisted like a pretzel, kneaded my muscles like she was preparing bread dough. I squealed and squirmed and had to force myself to not cry because I knew ultimately it was for my good. I walked out of her office feeling like crumpled grocery bag and wondering if there was any purpose to the torture. <br />
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She gave me instructions to return five more times every other day. I ended up with bruises on my back that freaked out my husband, and some days I walked out feeling worse than when I went in. Wondering what the point was I began to see parallels to what I was going through physically to what I was experiencing spiritually. Because at the same time my heart felt so dry, barren and exhausted. I was feeling stunned and unable to put up any sort of fight. Just wanting to sit back and let life roll over me. I was crying a lot and just feeling completely spent and wasted. <br />
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After the fourth visit I came home in SO MUCH pain. I felt discouraged and frustrated that it felt just as bad and when I began......THEN!!! THEN!!!!!! OH WOW....THEN!!!!!!! I called a friend who is also a physical therapist to find out what was going on and she said this.......when the effected muscles are loosened and realigned there is pain to be expected because they basically have to retrain themselves to do their jobs properly. THAT WAS WHEN IT STARTED TO SINK IN!!!!! God was dealing with the knotted up muscles of my heart that needed to be dealt with. Walls that I have put up or areas that I didn't even know existed were being pulled down and exposed and IT HURT! It was feeling worse than ever and I hated it. BUT!!!!!!!!!!!! After I got off the phone with my friend I felt the gentle tug of Jesus on my heart comforting me and assuring me that it is going to be ok! To trust him in the process and to believe that he truly and seriously does work all things out for my good and to His glory! PRAISE GOD! He has taken what I thought was hopeless pain and failure and has worked a beauty in my heart that causes me to give Him and Him alone Glory! Jesus saves! Jesus loves!! Jesus lives! HALLELUJAH! I can say that as I write this my heart feels freer than ever before. AND I am pain free in my back. HALLELUJAH<br />
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Are you tired and weary? Its ok! Go to Jesus and let Him refresh your heart! One thing I have learned from these experience is its ok that I am tired. Its ok that I need to take a step back from the front lines for a minute or two. Just be careful that when you need to rest that you do it in the presence of Jesus and allow him to fill you. Don't fill you jars with bad oil! <br />
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Are you worn out with sin? Its ok! Go to Jesus and let Him give you freedom! He came and died for your freedom! You don't have to carry the burden of sin on your back any longer! There is nothing you have done that Jesus hasn't already won the victory over! <br />
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I see Your fingerprints<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />The work of Your hands<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />It's all in Your hands<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I see the evidence<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Leaving nothing to chance<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />The world's in Your hands<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />So I rest in Your promises<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Now I am sure of this<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I'm Yours<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Let the waters rise<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I will stand as the oceans roar<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Let the earth shake beneath me<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Let the mountains fall<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />You are God over the storm<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />And I am Yours<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I hear the voice of love<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Calling me home<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />To where I belong<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />It cripples every fear<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />And the ones who will kneel<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Will walk away healed<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />So I rest in Your promises<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Now I am sure of this<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I'm Yours<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />No power is strong enough<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />To separate me from Your love<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I'm Yours...<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />So let the waters rise<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I will stand as the oceans roar<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Let the earth shake beneath me<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Let the mountains fall<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />You are God over the storm<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />And I am Yours<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Even the thunder and the wind obey<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />At the command of my Father, Father<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I set my feet upon Your mighty name<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />So let the rain fall harder, harder<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />So take my everything, my flesh and blood<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I'll lay me down on the altar, altar<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I am forever covered in Your love<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />So let the rain fall<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />So let the waters rise<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I will stand as the oceans roar<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Let the earth shake beneath me<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Let the mountains fall<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />You are God over the storm<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />And I am Yours<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><i style="box-sizing: border-box;">[x2:]</i><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Let the waters rise<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I will stand as the oceans roar<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Let the earth shake beneath me<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Let the mountains fall<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />You are God over the storm<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />And I am Yours<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />You are God over the storm<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />And I am Yours</div>
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-68063314971857485422017-11-14T11:59:00.002-08:002017-11-14T11:59:30.798-08:00christmas is coming and YOU CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">We do two outreaches a week on a regular basis. One is in a neighborhood called Kalingalinga. (isn’t that fun to say!?) Weekly two of our volunteers Grace and Febby go and they minister the love of God to the kids who live there. These are kids who are living in poverty, sometimes abuse and mostly no school. They have felt God’s call to minister to these kids and they do it faithfully. </span></span></div>
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If the answer is YES then the solution is a simple one! All you have to do is GIVE! You can give to our PayPal account using streetwisezambia@gmail.com. I guarantee EVERY PENNY you donate will go towards making this Christmas something these kids won't forget! After all, what is ten bucks in light of eternity and in making a kid feel special, loved and adored. Thats worth AT LEAST ten bucks in my book!</div>
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<i>If you would like to give regularly to Streetwise you can go to tscnyc.org and give! Simply click on GIVE and follow the prompts to Morales Fam/ Zambia </i></div>
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-16223967191220110622017-09-18T11:20:00.003-07:002017-09-18T11:20:53.434-07:00intensity is my middle name<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">This time around it was hard coming back to Zambia. For the first time our girls are really beginning to understand what is there in America and what is here in Zambia. Leaving family and friends is always hard, but this time it was particularly painful. As a mother I wrestled a great deal with questions.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">I remember on our last Sunday morning in church in NYC I was wrestling hard with God. “LORD PLEASE MAKE IT CLEAR! JESUS YOU HAVE TO SPEAK CLEARLY ABOUT MY GIRLS! I CAN GO BACK TO ZAMBIA BUT ONLY IF I KNOW THAT MY GIRLS WILL BE OK! LORD PLEASE!!!!!!!!!” I felt like Jacob wrestling with the Angel. Then God, in his amazing love, broke through the anxiety and the tears and brought such a calm and quiet to my heart. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">It was like a clear soft voice that calmed the waves of storm in my momma heart. It was what I needed to have the courage to get my girls on the plane two days later and fly back to Africa. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-size: small;">The day we arrived in Zambia <b><u>**THE DAY!**</u></b> our dog was killed by the neighbors dog. We had only been boots on the ground 6 hours! I found myself holding our dog wrapped in a towel (he wasn’t dead at that point) screaming at God. LORD DON’T LET THIS BE THE START! GOD PLEASE! WWWWWHHHHYYYYY!!!!! MY GIRLS! LORD MY GIRLS!!!! (they loved that dog so much. He was in our family for 4 years) My husband took him to the vet and I went in the house, prayed with my tear filled babies and put them to bed. </span></span></div>
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-20863886012248340922017-07-28T08:13:00.000-07:002017-07-28T08:13:06.234-07:00the evaporating summer. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I can’t believe our time in the states is wrapping up so quickly! Five weeks have flown by like grease lightning! Someone yesterday referred to this summer as the “Evaporating Summer”. Can anyone else testify!? </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It has been a wonderful break from the battle and getting our engines refueled for the fight again. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It has been a time of contemplation and rest. We even HAD TIME WITH OUT MY KIDS AND NO WORK RESPONSIBILITIES! WHAT!? When did that ever happen!? We actually had 3.5 days WITH NOTHING TO DO! It was amazing! </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I am writing this posting as a prayer request of sorts. This summer has been a WONDERFUL time for my kids. They have built memories and spent wonderful time with friends and family. They even got to fly to NYC early to spend some quality time with my parents. But now we have to get back on the plane and take them away from this. Please pray for them! Please pray for my parents. Please pray for us! It is hard on all our hearts to have to go through this trauma every 18 months to 2 years. It bites actually. Yet we know that God has called us to Zambia. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">The will of God is the safest place you can be in, but lets be honest, sometimes the will of God chafes and scratches and hurts. Why!? </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Had a wonderful talk with our missions director yesterday about this. This is the conclusion we came up with….Could it be that sometimes the purpose of the will of God is to bring us to the end of ourselves and force our dependency on God? How else could we learn that God is faithful to his promises unless we are put in a position of having nothing else to rely on but the will of God? How else would we learn that God is our friend that sticks closer than a brother when we are in lonely dry places and Jesus in the only one we can talk to? How else!? </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">We are excited to return to Zambia, don’t get me wrong. God has answered many a prayer concerning the kids and the feeding program. There has been much progress and movement made while we have been away which I will write more about that at a later time. Besides that, it is our home. We have been there for ten years. We have built a life there that we love. But it is the cry of every missionary that we know who wishes that we could all take what we love from the two worlds that we love so much and combine it into one awesome life. </span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Please pray for us as we continue this journey. Trust me when I tell you that we feel it when you guys are praying. We couldn’t do what we do unless we had folks like you guys standing behind us praying and pushing us on. We appreciate you all so much and love you more than words can express. </span></span></div>
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-25789152699879894532017-07-10T18:14:00.004-07:002017-07-10T18:25:48.690-07:00REJOICE always <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It has been quit sometime since I have posted a blog!! Months in fact. Every time I have sat down to update you all and put pen to paper, so to speak, my thoughts blurr and I become overwhelmed with trying to find the right words. <br />
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2017 up to this point has been a swirl of emotions, difficulties and one challenge after another that literally started New Years. CAN I GET A WITNESS!?!? I KNOW I am not the only one. <br />
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It has been everything from one of our kids getting brutally sick to marriage bumps to people lying about us and our ministry to EVEN THE DOG GETTING SICK!!! We even threw a surgery in there for good measure. (My husband had to have retina surgery). You name it…..<br />
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Why am I telling you this? I don't know about you guys but I sometimes feel better knowing I'm not the only one. “Ok so if you and you and you are also in the valley there might be something happening that is beyond me”. Strength in numbers and all that. I also feel like it keeps me from becoming self focused when I know that others are going through it right along side of me. Empathy is a beautiful gift that God gives us that binds our hearts and brings unity. We can help carry each others burdens with compassion and understanding. Some thing I think can only be learned in the valley. (Emphathise don't Victimize……I just came up with that myself LOL)<br />
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Another thing I have learned in the valley of 2017 is the absoluteness of Gods word. I have been seriously walking with God since I was 18 years and have believed in the absolute truth of Gods word all that time. But it has been this year that has taught me<br />
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Philippians 4:4 REJOICE IN THE LORD ALWAYS AND AGAIN I SAY REJOICE. <br />
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Philippians 4:13. I CAN DO ALL THINGS THROUGH CHRIST WHO GIVES ME STRENGTH. <br />
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I could go on and on. But I will make this point. When Paul wrote the books of Philippians he was in a jail chained to a Roman soldier awaiting his trial and eventual execution. He was suffering and probably in a great deal of pain physically. He wasn't floating on fluffy pink marshmallow clouds of spiritual bliss. <br />
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Heres a tub bit to mull over…… how else will we learn that God fights for us and causes us to stand in his victory unless we have been stripped bare and have no other choice but to rely on the goodness and mercy of God? <br />
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God began to talk to me about Philippians 4:4 when i was at a low point this year. Marriage had hit a rough patch, things in the ministry were at a stand still and nothing was going right. Despair and bitterness where at war with what I know the reality of gods truth to be in my heart. I felt like I was standing in the middle of two great and vast armies. Paul said to REJOICE ALWAYS! So I decided to do that. I didn't feel it. I didn't want to. Circumstances didn't change instantly. But as I began to rejoice in the lord and his goodness peace returned and an assurance came back<br />
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Some days it's a minute by minute uphill battle. Some days it's mountain tops all the way. Some days it's dark deep scary nothingness valleys. But NOTHING AND I MEAN NOTHING CHANGES THE CHARACTER AND NATURE OF GOD!!!!! THAT IS OUR HOPE. THAT IS OUR ASSURANCE. THAT IS FOCUS WHEN NOTHING ELSE MAKES SENSE. <br />
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Pastor Carter Conlon said it this way “who are you in Christ? Stop sniveling and stand up! God in in your side!!!” <br />
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Be encouraged. If you know Christ and are in the valley Jesus is with you! You are not alone. His promises are yes and amen. If you don't know Christ and are in a deep dark place TURN TO JESUS!!!!!!! You won't be sorry. </div>
Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-6745522521162981672017-03-09T06:21:00.000-08:002017-03-09T06:21:01.300-08:00God's Grace is Sufficient!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I have struggled and strained with trying to find the right words to let you know what is going on with Streetwise and the fact that we need your prayers. How do I do this with out going into boring details? we were hoping this was just an annoying bump in the road, but it has turned into a detour and we desperately need your prayers!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Basically, with out dragging it out.......we have had to put a hold on the feeding outreaches for a time. Every Wednesday night for about 3 years running we have gone out on the streets with food for the boys and girls living homeless. This event has been very very difficult, but also very good at the same time. We have been able to take the time to be still, prayerful and considerate about the way forward. We have many ideas in mind that I will share with you at the right time. But for now, please pray with us! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">In order to begin the outreaches on the streets again we are needing to jump through some bureaucratic hoops. Super unfun, BUT we believe very strongly that we MUST be under the laws of the land and obey in order to be a strong testimony. Please pray that we can move through this fairly quickly and smoothly and that we are wise as serpent and gentle as doves in our dealings. (any of you who have spent time in Africa know what I mean!)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So what this means for the time is that we can't organize groups on the streets for outreach, but we are allowed to continue having them in our shop. The purpose of the shop has always been to help us evaulate and determine the specific needs of the individual. So, thank God, that continues. As of now we have three students. Chris and Fred come on Fridays. If they continue and show consistency we will pursue more permanent options for them. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So, as you can see there is much happening. How can you pray for us? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> 1. Pray for the paper work we need to push through so that we can go back on the streets</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> 2. Pray for our team. Pray for unity and compassion for the lost. Pray that God increases our numbers so that we can reach more kids</span><br />
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nasty bitterness in my soul. I have,
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bitterness and I was scared because I don’t want to end up bitter and angry and
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boat, shipwrecked….THEN was bitten by a snake while he was trying to something
nice for everyone by lighting a fire so folks wouldn’t be cold. WHAT!?
But Paul simply shook the snake off his hand into the fire and went
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Tomorrow my husband is going in for surgery. He has a detached retina. He is an artist and a crafts man, He needs his eyes! THAT’S A SNAKE BITE! We have a choice to make though. Do we wallow?
Do we sit down and die? Or do we
shake off the snake and keep moving forward!
God has provided miraculously for the surgery, and has provided so that
I can be with him and he can recover from home.
He was going to have to travel alone and be gone from home for 2 weeks
alone recovering. The details that God
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standing before the throne and before the Lamb, clothed in white robes, with
palm branches in their hands, and crying out with a loud voice, SALVATION
BELONGS TO OUR GOD WHO SITS ON THE THRONE AND TO THE LAMB!” Revelation 7:9-10</b><o:p></o:p></div>
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If you don’t know Jesus as your Lord and savior, I PLEAD and
IMPLORE with you! Stop the fight! Stop running here, there and everywhere
looking for answers, because I promise you!
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way! Jesus in the truth! Jesus is the life! He died and cruel and painful death willingly
and gladly so that he could welcome you and I into his kingdom. He loves you!
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Morales Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03393956839360650278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4271189093938634000.post-71714996056389650832016-08-31T11:58:00.000-07:002016-08-31T11:58:29.514-07:00reflections and a full heart <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1">We had a visiting team from Times Square Church and THEY ROCKED IT!!!! Priscilla, Norie, Joanne and Daniel were ROCK YOUR FACE OFF AWESOME in everything they set their hands to do. Their attitudes and actions reflected the attitude and love of Jesus and it was a refreshing joy to have them. Luis and I were legit sad to see them leave! </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The boys are getting a hold of a drug that is causing a 24 hour high then they literally can't stay awake. Joanne was working with a group of boys and he was in her group. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They got the privilege of visiting Samuel at the Teen Challenge Center. Samuel has been there for 4 months and is doing SO WELL!!!!!! I didn't even recognize him. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the last outreach. SNIFF SNIFF There were lots of tears that night<br /></td></tr>
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Yesterday I had the wonderful privledge of being invited to a Matabetu ceremony. <br />
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A WHAT? <br />
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A Matabetu ceremony!<br />
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Its a ceremony for a bride to be where she learns all about cooking for her husband. It is a HUGE deal. I might venture to say it is a bigger deal than the wedding itself. Women from both sides of the family gather at the home where the bride was raised and they spend all night cooking every dish known in the culture. Then all the food is taken to the home of the groom where he then eats what he loves so that the bride will know what to prepare for her husband. <br />
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Nene (the bride) was glowing and radiant and looked upon the rituals she had to conduct with pride and diginity. I witnessed a ceremony where the mother and grandmother taught her how to start a fire and cook nshima (the local staple) <br />
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All was accompanied with laughter, singing and drums. The joy that was in the air yesterday was contagious. I even participated in dancing to the great amusement of all present. Shouts of MUZUNGU!!!!! (go white lady go!) <br />
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But it wasn't the anticipation of Nene's new life with her husband that struck a chord with me. It was the camaraderie I witnessed among these women. The singleness of purpose and the joy these ladies had in preparing for the big day was one that took my breath away. <br />
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I felt as if I had gained entrance into a special secret society and the women I sat with were more than happy to share with me what few others get to experience. I heard about the special significance of certain foods and many were simply over joyed to show me the food they prepared. Zambian women look upon the job of cooking with such pride. It is what marks them as women. If you can cook and do it well then you are a woman of substance and value. If you can't cook then don't bother even looking at a man. <br />
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In that back yard all the cares of life were gone. All the worries about school fees, jobs, children and crazy husbands were pushed to the back of everyone's minds for a few short hours and they enjoyed life. Zambian women have little reason to smile. Many suffer abuse in a society that looks down upon women. They don't have rights according to the law. Many are stuck in horrible marriages and have to suffer indignities that are unmentionable. Many of their children die young from preventable disease and most suffer with alcholism. Zambia women rank 5th in the world for alcohol consumption. OUCH! I see women every day carrying impossible loads on their backs with several children trailing along. The look on their faces is one of exhaustion and determination. So, the way I see it a Matebetu ceremony isn't just about the bride. It is a time when ladies who work so hard, who strive so hard and long to kick back, relax and enjoy. Women here can laugh! They know how to work hard and play hard, thats for sure! <br />
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