The weekend was a true rollercoaster ride.  Up, ip, up.. down, down, UP Wohooo! Anyway, I am finding God has to keep teaching me the same things over and over! I found how my faith plumets when things happen I don't understand and then is catipulted to a new level after God reveals why. Of course it can't really be called faith if I only respond well to what I can see, right?

Anyway, Janet, Jordan and I got to the Prison early and ready to go. We were told that the classes were cancelled (again) and that we could not go in.  Now, the girls were suppose to meet with us to be tested with their scriptures. They had worked together to learn verses in order to make it into the Weekend Warrior Event.  I could not stand the thought of them going through the work and then be told the class was cancelled! The only hope we had of making it in was the chaplain going in with us and we had no way to contact him. So, we waited for two and a half hours outside praying that he would show up. He didn't. During that time, the sky was beautiful after raining all day and the weather was perfect. We stood outside the prison and worshipped while praying. Our fear was that the girls would not know we were there and think the classes were cancelled because of us. That made me so sad to think about.

God was precious to us as we heard the tapping coming from one of the windows in the distance. It was a group of our girls. We wear pink camo so the girls can tell us from a distance - yeah! They were waving like crazy and we waved back with tears. We were given the gift of knowing they saw us there.

Finally, we realized it was time to leave. We had a non refundable hotel stay so we (mostly me) pouted all the way back. I was a bit of a mess and my heart was breaking. We ate alot of comfort food and decided to try again in the morning even though our chances were very slim.

At 8am Sunday morning the chaplain called and asked if we could amke another trip out there. The unit is 3 and a half hours away from my house and even further for Jordan in Oklahoma. We had already been out there 3 days before and are going out there on the 28th-30th. I was so upset.  Anyway, I explained we couldn't and why and asked him if there was any way at all we could come that day if we waited it out. He said probably not but he would call the warden at home. Okay, the last thing we want to do is call a warden who might be sleeping on a Sunday morning but we were desperate   He called back within minutes announcing we could come at 1pm.  Around that time, I got a text from my hubby saying " someone will be there today that coudln't be there yesterday" I smiled and told the volunteers what he had sent. I was so hoping he was right.

When we got there the girls were beeming and telling us of how hard they prayed God would let us come back. They told of how they saw us outsise the gates the night before and prayed for us. Funny, they were praying for us, we were praying for them. Isn't that just like God?

38 girls came and ALL of them had their scriptures done. Two of them told us they would not have been able to come if we made it in the night before! How cool is that?

I couldn't understand why God would not move a mountain for us to go in - it turned out He was moving a mountain so those to girls could come in! 

I pray I remember this the next time I feel like pounting

Now... Go Serve YOUR KING!!!