Choir practice!

Last night Justin and I went to choir practice just like we have a million times. Expecting to sing, pray, and go home.

But Last night God taught me a great lesson. We had been singing for about a half an hour when a woman came walking even running down the isle collapsing at the alter. There were around 25 people at choir and only a lady singing next to me and myself saw her. I motioned to the song director for help and he couldn't see her as she was on the floor. Our counselor and another lady went to help, I have you know not me, even though God had shown her to only myself and one other lady. We stayed in the choir loft.

The first lady called 911 and ran out of the church and the other was comforting the young woman. Finally God kicked me in the butt literally and I went to help. When I approached the lady and the choir member they were both covered in blood. I ran to get something to put pressure on her self inflicted wounds on her arms. Yes she had tried to commit suicide.

She was Navajo, she was drunk and her soul was in agony.

As we tried to comfort her all she would say as she wailed and kicked on the floor was, "no cops, no cops". Just then, yes, the cops appeared. Yes she needed the help and we could only help her by getting the cops. She needed her wounds fixed, yes. But she also needed detox. Until she received detox we could not witness to her.

Even though, last night all I could see and hear was the agony her soul was in and she knew in her drunken stupor that she needed God.

Well as the cops came, they did not care that she was bleeding. They dawned the rubber gloves, jerked her up off the floor by her wounded arms and shoved her out of the church where she was met by the EMT's.

My heart aching for this woman. I had felt this way once before, in Africa.

I proceeded to clean up the blood left all over the carpet in front of the alter. God showed me first the blood of Christ that was shed for all peoples, the Zulu people of Africa and the Navaho's of New Mexico both equally, and that they both need God equally.

As my heart went out to this woman just had it had for the people of Africa a few years ago. Now my heart is crying out for this Navajo nation. A nation of people who need God. If you know me you know how I feel about alcohol. I HATE it. Even though I have to find a was to help. We have a couple working with the Navajos and he has cancer, maybe I will find a way to help through them.

Please be in prayer for these people and pray that I will have the strength to help encourage just one so they can see the love of Christ threw me and know in Gods eyes they are worth so much. Also pray for this woman. Pray that she gets the help physically and mentally that she needs.

Who knew what you can learn at Choir practice. Its not just singing and praying anymore.