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Welcome Message 
Jillian M Sigamoney, Nigeria
 
“I thank my God every time I remember you.” - Philippians 1v3
The development of this website seemed to take me on a personal journey in which I discovered like a moth that becomes a butterfly, “what you harvest in your mind you will manifest in your life.” This beautiful project of connection had its humble beginnings in the living room of Loren Cunningham, and so it all began with 13, as they say.

For me connection in the form of communication is the heart of love – it’s the tool that breaks down walls between nations, tears down barriers between friends and builds up freedom among believers.

After completing my DTS at the Kona base in Hawaii, I stayed on and staffed first in the Marketing Department then the November 2001 DTS. It was a week before returning from Thailand back to the base, when I got a heavy sense that I needed to return to Africa, my home continent…so I did and here are my journeys from Botswana and South Africa and the things that cross my heart.

“I dwell in possibility.” Emily Dickinson


He is faithful! 

 

There is this guy that works at my office and it is amazing how God can speak through the smallest things. I found him in one of the poems that this guy wrote...called memoirs of a broken soul...
 
May you find God in the smallest places of your world.
 

The memoirs of a broken soul
A broken soul is what I’ve come to be
The dark side of me is what I’ve come to see
The memoirs of a broken soul
Replete with thoughts of disgust about oneself
I repeat, replete with thoughts of disgust about oneself

The memoirs of a broken soul
Stained with feelings of worthlessness
Ingrained with false actions of purposefulness
The memoirs of a broken soul
As each day passes, the memoirs of a broken soul are filled with empty promises within its passages
Memoirs that please the masses but do no good to clean the stains of worthlessness
Nor do they do no good to put out the hollow feeling that rages
The memoirs of a broken soul

One cannot see the memoirs of a broken soul
Nor can they hear the memoirs of a broken soul
You can only touch to begin to understand the memoirs of a broken soul
Touch the uneven heartbeat and feel the misery within it
Beating ever so fast to break free from the chains of enmity
To be heard, to be seen; as the memoirs of a broken soul

The memoirs of a broken soul
Deprived of attention but filled with aggression
The memoirs of a broken soul
Looking outside from the inside
And yearning not for thoughts of disgust but of pride
Replete with thoughts of pride of oneself
I repeat, replete with thoughts of pride of oneself
The memoirs of a broken soul
The dark side of me is what I’ve come to see
A broken soul is what I’ve come to be

By Kitso Ntoyi



YWAMERS ON THE FIELD...THEY NEED YOUR SUPPORT 
From :Laura Petroff October 11, 2008 at 4:23am Some of you know what I've been up to, some don't, so briefly... I am in Redding California in my 3rd year at Bethel School of Supernatural Ministry (check out www.ibethel.org). It has been a wild ride and I thank God for the journey He has me on. For my 3rd year I am interning in the 1st year class for a first year pastor named Barbara. Barbara and her family are from Hawaii and have hearts for the islands like myself. Every year a part of the school is a missions trip. This year I have the opportunity to go back to French Polynesia. (I was also there 4 yrs ago on a missions trip with Youth With A Mission, Island Breeze team). Briefly about the trip...prophetic worship and intercession will be the focus to ignite a fire amongst the youth of the islands. We will be partnering with church leaders and releasing revival with an emphasis on fruit that remains. So I am just putting it out there to see if anyone would like to partner with me. Being Canadian I can't work in the States so I am in need of some miracles. If it's on your heart and you would like to be a part of this mission, either in pray and/or finances, please let me know. Love and Blessings Laura If you would like to give, this is how that can be done... Send to: Bethel Church, Attn: Laura Petroff, 933 College View Drive, Redding CA, 96003. In order to receive a tax-deductible receipt, please make the check payable to Bethel Church and leave the memo area of the check blank. Include with the check a separate slip of paper that includes the student's full name and their specific trip location. This will ensure your gift is designated for this particular trip and person. This gift is non-refundable, and if for any reason a team member or team does not go, the money will support another mission trip sponsored by Bethel.


ChanGE 

Sometimes we wonder, "What did I do to deserve this?" or "Why did God have to do this to me?" Here is a wonderful explanation! A daughter is telling her Mother how everything is going wrong, she's failing algebra, her boyfriend broke up with her and her best friend is moving away.

Meanwhile, her Mother is baking a cake and asks her daughter if she would like a snack, and the daughter says, "Absolutely Mom, I love your cake."

"Here, have some cooking oil," her Mother offers. "Yuck" says her daughter.
"How about a couple raw eggs?" "Gross, Mom!"

"Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?" "Mom, those are all yucky!"

To which the mother replies: "Yes, all those things seem bad all by
themselves. But when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully delicious cake!

God works the same way. Many times we wonder why He would let us go through such bad and difficult times. But God knows that when He puts these things all in His order, they always work for good! We just have to trust Him and, eventually, they will all make something wonderful!

God is crazy about you. He sends you flowers every spring and a sunrise every morning.  Whenever you want to talk, He'll listen. He can live anywhere in the universe, and He chose your heart.

So take some time today and NOTICE HIM. He is waiting to hold you close to Him and set your feet dancing for joy.

Thanks Tammy for this sweet reminder

 



YWAM Comes to Hernhutt Pt. 2 
by Jeff Fountain, YWAM’s Regional Director for Central Europe

(Part 2) Zinzendorf sent word back to the kitchen at Herrnhut, ordering baskets of food to be prepared so that the members could continue in small group fellowship. And so began the Moravian tradition of love feasts.

"From this day on," wrote one historian,
"Herrnhut became a living congregation of Jesus Christ." A community lifestyle of servanthood emerged, emphasizing worship, celebration of love feasts, foot-washing ceremonies, and intercessory prayer. A 24-hour prayer chain began which continued unbroken for over a hundred years.

Five years later, this small community of a couple of hundred refugees began to send out missionaries to the Caribbean and Surinam, to Lapland and Greenland, to Morocco and South Africa, to Russia and Turkey, and to Georgia in America. They believed God's promises that all peoples one day would be reached, and that their task was to bring in the first fruits of the global harvest.

By 1760, when Zinzendorf died, the Moravians had done more in the space of three decades to reach the unreached than all the other Protestant churches combined. Yet their greatest influence was perhaps beyond their own movement. It was at a Moravian prayer meeting when John Wesley experienced his famous conversion, leading directly to the Evangelical Revival which brought widespread transformation to British society.

(to be continued).

For more info on YWAM Herrnhut or to join their staff, contact: www.ywam-sf.net or info@ywam-sf.net. This article is based on a Weekly Word from Jeff Fountain, director of YWAM Europe: subscribe-word@ywameurope.org


The Water I Love 

I
need it, want it, crave it, will do anything to get it. Ahhhh  privacy!
Solitude! Away from every other person! Secret! Quiet! Or the kind of
noise
I want! Freedom to wear what I will, dance when I want to, eat what I
please. When I want to.
Holding me is like holding fire. I will burn your hands. I push people
back
and I lead them on. I need to learn how to let things go. I need to
start
living without fear. I need to be willing to fall down. I need to be
set
free but

the journey is difficult.

Holding God is like cupping water. It gets hard to hold all of Him in.
But
there is love inside of Him that I see and feel. He never
pushes
me back or holds me down, but He chokes the words inside my heart in
light
of his Holiness.

He is within me and my heart chockes to surrender to His will

refresh me, fill me , cleanse me with one of your drops

the journey is difficult



Facing our own sin 

 
2 Samuel 11:1-27

The cover-up grew more and more complicated as David tried to hide one sin with another. We, too, can be trapped in a web of deceit spun by our own sinful choices. Even when our sin is obvious to everyone else, we may still refuse to acknowledge it. In his love for David, God would not allow him to continue living as if all was well when in reality it wasn’t. Through his prophet Nathan he helped David see the painful consequences of his actions. Just as God pursued David to confront him with his sin, so God also pursues us. He wants us to be set free from the bondage and power of sin.

Breaking out of denial, facing the harm that has been done, and asking
God and others for forgiveness are our steps to freedom. God’s forgiveness is certain. The question is: Will we acknowledge that we need it? Will we, like David, respond in repentance when confronted by the truth?

How can you be sure you are not walking in denial by refusing to face your sin?

CHECK IT OUT: Romans 12:3; James 1:22-25; 1 John 1:8-10.


Updates 2008 : THE KINGS FOUNDATION 

 

Over the years, I have seen this company invest amazingly into the lives of people and currently as I sit as a Board Member for the Kings Foundation, I would like to thank them for all the hard work that goes into changing the lives of other. Please invest in this project, it is changing the lives of youth and adults across Africa

We are committed to working in Africa until at least 2010. Despite huge volumes of aid over many years, Africa remains in desperate need; it has the highest rates of poverty, disease and conflict and its children remain vulnerable. We aim to improve the quality of children’s lives in Africa by using sport programmes and development programmes to address their physical, emotional and spiritual needs.

How it started

From an initial short-term visit to Botswana by a team of sports coaches and children’s workers in 2002 (Rachel's Story), our outreach programmes have developed to benefit many people in Africa.  Rapid progress has already been made and the outcomes have vastly exceeded expectations.

Our Purpose

Our purpose is clear; to help develop indigenous individuals and organisations that work with children and young people, so that in turn they can use sport to share God’s love in words and action. Our development programmes include modelling sports ministry and leaving essential equipment and resources so that sports ministries can be established and sustained.

What we do

As part of modelling effective sports ministry, teams reach out with programmes to schools, churches and orphanages in the very heart of communities in need.

Hundreds of local volunteers have been trained and developed in sports ministry; it is they that are the key to long term sustainable success (Mothusi's Story). Thousands of children have already attended programmes and now many attend weekly programmes run by these new leaders.

 

Mothusi is a teenager with an amazing story; he has difficult family circumstances and he was homeless. The King’s Foundation has been part of Mothusi’s transformation to a community leader and role model.

Mothusi is now training in South Africa to become Assistant Pastor at a church, he is a role model for the teenagers and children around him. During the King’s Foundation sports outreach programmes, he interpreted for the UK team to the younger children and led the local volunteers with great enthusiasm, showing maturity beyond his years.

At a volunteer presentation ceremony at the end of their development programme, Mothusi spoke about how much the programmes had enthused and equipped him to run future programmes and how he was looking forward to being a role model for his peers in Old Naledi Village. Mothusi now leads the “AWANA” sports outreach programme for 150 children every Saturday afternoon in Old Naledi.

There are many Mothusi’s throughout the world. If we can work with them, capture their enthusiasm, release their gifts and talents so that they can realise their potential, then the effect on them and on communities like Old Naledi will be extraordinary.



Jump.....He will catch you! 

Perfect love casts all fears - God is Love

 

 

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried.
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the Master so gently said, "Child, you must wait!"

"'Wait?', you say, wait!" my indignant reply.
"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By FAITH I have asked, and am claiming your Word.

"My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to WAIT?
I'm needing a 'yes,' a go-ahead sign,
Or even a 'no' to which I can resign.

"And Lord, you promised that if we believe
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry:
I'm weary of asking! I need a reply!"

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate
As my Master replied once again, "You must wait."
So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut
And grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting. . .for what?"

He seemed then to kneel and His eyes wept with mine,
And he tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run.
All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want--but, you wouldn't know ME.

"You'd not know the depth of my love for each saint;
You'd not know the power that I give to the faint;
You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair;
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there;
You'd not know the joy of resting in me
When darkness and silence were all you could see.

"You'd never experience that fullness of love
As the peace of my Spirit descends like a dove;
You'd know that I give and I save. . .(for a start),
But you'd not know the depth of the beat of my heart.

"The glow of my comfort late into the night.
The faith that I give when you walk without sight,
The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked
Of an infinite God, who makes what you have LAST.

"You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that 'My grace is sufficient for thee.'
Yes, your dreams for your loved ones overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss! if I lost what I'm doing in you!

"So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
THAT THE GREATEST OF GIFTS IS TO GET TO KNOW ME.
And though oft may my answers seem terribly late,
My wisest of answers is still but to WAIT."

-- Author Unknown



Emmunah 

 

Emmunah’s Journey
A walk of faith

By Jillian M Sigamoney

  

Introduction

Crawling

Leaping

Wall by wall

A Breaking Temple

Full Circle

Launch of book in 2009......promotions for the book will begin in 2009...request your copy from: theequipmentcentre@yahoo.com



Textitem 

For more information about The Kings Foundation :

http://www.kingsfoundation.org/africa.htm

 

 










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