Sorry blog :/

Dear Blog,
I am writing to tell you I'm sorry. You have been sadly neglected for a while now. No you have not been replaced, I promise to return soon. You must understand the place I'm at, life is so busy there is no way I can keep up with two of you. So for a season, this season of tour, MCOKC blog will be my number 1. You are still in my heart and I will be back. You will just have to go to look on to our brother as I update him with incredible stories about tour and all the lord is doing. Now blog, no room for jealousy. Soon I will be writing him the sorry neglect letter and back to you I will come running with my writers block and long hours of staring into your eyes with no idea what to say. I love you and will be back soon.

Love, Hannah

P.S. here is the link to your brother site (the MCOKC tour blog site)
http://mcokctour.blogspot.com/

I belong to you

The Lord is doing new things in me and in my class. We are now preparing for tour in a few weeks. We have been seeking the Lord for His heart for this tour, working on dances and dramas, and allowing the Lord to work in us and preparing us for this next phase of this year. We are stepping into new levels of passion in our worship and prayer time, choosing to have joy in times when it’s required to put ourselves behind us, and communicating with each other in order to strengthen our relationships.

I want to share with you something the Lord is doing in me this week. Looking back on my testimony I realized I could sum it up in saying that I didn’t really know what my identity was, I didn’t know who I was so I looked to people to define me and to show me what my identity was. Coming to Master’s commission I began to step into the identity that the Lord has given me but this week during worship, I saw a picture from the Lord while the words "I belong to you" were being sung. The Lord was looking on the inside of me and it was all white, and I heard Him tell me that he was wiping away everything else that I had thought was my identity before and making me new, secure in my identity of His daughter. My class has a wooden stake that we sign every time we have a major breakthrough and after the Lord gave me that word I thought maybe I should sign the stake because this was a day of change and I was going to be different but I didn't say anything. Jordan then said that he felt going into worship that morning that someone was suppose to sign the stake, so he asked Pastor Dwight who said he was feeling the same thing. So I got to sign the stake and delclare that I find my identity only in my Father and that everything else I had thought was before, is no longer on me.

I believe the Lord is calling our class to levels of breakthrough and freedom especially in this week before tour becuase He is going to use us for amazing things on tour that we can't even begin to imagine!!! Continue to pray for us as we prepare to leave in a week and a half, bringing the kingdom of God to broken people.

I don't feel like an MC?!??!??!?!!

For almost half of my Masters commission year I still didn't feel at all like an MC. I always saw the Mc's on tour after they had been changed and so different from the beginning of the year. But now, for the first time, I think I feel like an MC. Thursday was our first ministry time. The whiz kids tutoring program we do on Thursday's had a small performance and then we did a dance, human video, rhythm, and three testimony's. Then again on Sunday we did a few things for one of the churches we go to on Sunday's. For the first time all year, I felt like I had something to give. And as I gave my testimony I believed that I had something to say and even though it was not that easy for me to get up there and talk, I believe what I said impacted someone. God was good as we shared what He has given us and I can't wait to do it again.

This week I am the leader of week, which means I get to hear the Lord for my class and lead them in worship and a deeper relationship with Father. I feel like the Lord is leading us to seek His love more this week. Our tour theme is about Love, and I think He is leading us to gain a greater understanding for His love so that we can pour that love out on others.

We are pretty busy for the next....well I guess the rest of the year. We are going to Kentucky in about a week for a KMI conference, then I'll be home for a week for spring break. Then we head to Seattle and not long after that we start our spring tour!!! I am the tour blogger so to hear more about our tour you can keep up with this blog: http://mcokctour.blogspot.com/

I hope you all had a great heart day, I sure did. I got a box from my family, cards and candy from my host family, and cards from my brothers and sister here. And today as I was sitting here with my little friend Mit, I got another box, it was a box of chocolate covered strawberry's from my parents!!! Talk about feeling loved!! wow, it made my day!!! I feel so loved today by many people and I hope you feel the same!!! Happy day after love day everyone!!!!

Winter wonderland!!

This past week Oklahoma had the second snow/ice storm of the winter. This is very unusual for Oklahoma weather, in fact most people don't even own a shovel! It started with an ice storm which coated everything with a nice thick layer of ice before moving on to about 5 to 6 inches of snow on top. As you can imagine, this makes one big mess of the roads and since they only have about two plow trucks in the city, it takes a while for it to get cleaned up. We had two days off from class and cancelled church on Sunday. We were snowed/iced in. We did take a trip out on Saturday to some of the lovely parks and lakes in Oklahoma city took lots of pictures of the beauty left behind from the "storm".

This is never what I thought I would see in Oklahoma, but I enjoy it greatly!!!

Peace

How is it that the sun still shines on days like these? Days when all hope seems to be lost? Days when faith and perseverance are a far away cry. How is it that the sky is still blue when darkness covers the path of my eyes? How is it that the birds still sing when there is no music left to play?

It’s another world outside the walls of my problems. It’s beauty and joy instead shame and hopelessness. It’s victory, instead of failure. Peace, in midst the storm. Peace.

I feel trapped inside this place of anguish, the window I look out holds me back from touching the freedom of peace. Why is this window here? To keep me stuck? To hold me down and tell me can’t do it and that I’m not good enough? Who put this window here that I could look out but never truly experience? I feel like I could never get past these walls and window. I fear I will only ever get to watch as the dreamers find joy and love in peace. I fear I will be left here to stay and never to be free.

But I can hear the sound of freedom calling me, it calls me to shine like the sun, to hope like the sky, and sing with the birds. I can’t hold back any longer, I long to find victory and rejoicing. I can’t let these chains hold me any longer, I’m ready to go, I’m ready to break free beyond the walls of shame and find peace in midst the storm. Peace.

Reflection...

I was shopping at wal-mart a few weeks ago with a friend and I saw one of the little girl’s from our kids program that we do on Wednesday nights. She was standing in the check out line with her daddy and a cart full of grocery’s, her Mom at home with the new baby and younger brothers. It took my mind back to the days when I would go with my daddy to the store almost every week. I always wanted to go with him to the store, those were some good times with my daddy. Whether it was a quick run for a last minute item, or a full out trip that would take hours, I was there. Also when Dad would make dinner, I was there. I loved helping him cook and I remember many nights after he got home helping him cook and get dinner ready. These were just a few of the memories that came to my mind when I saw the picture of the little girl out shopping with her daddy, I hadn't thought about those times in a long time.

This got me thinking of other good times with my Grandpa’s that I hadn't thought about in a long time. Every time we went to Grandma and Grandpa’s house, we would always have to go to the park and play. And one time Grandpa almost went to the park in his slippers!! And all those books we read that we would have to keep waking up Grandpa to hear the rest of the book. Tractor rides at the other Grandpa’s house are something I will never forget. All those times we spent making things and playing trains. I don’t know how I could ever forget these times.

And then my little brothers, my sweet little brothers who hardly seem little to me anymore, being that one is taller then me and the other is probably smarter then me. Oh how many days we spent tearing up the basement and leaving it a mess. Or playing in the snow making our own little sledding hills and snow forts. Woofle ball baseball, driveway hockey, extreme spoons, hot wheels and the list could go on forever.

But something I never had that I always wished I could have had was an older brother. I never knew what it was like to have an older brother who could protect me and look out for me. I often thought about what it would be like. Being here at Master’s commission I now have five older brothers who watch out for me and protect me. We were talking about this week what a brother is to us girls. I suddenly realized that I had what I always dreamed of, I know what it is really like to have older brothers for the first time in my life. They protect me, pick on me, teach me about cars, push me to lead, play cards with me, laugh with me, care about me when I'm down, and most of all, encourage me. I never thought I would really know what it is like to have older brothers, but I do. To my brothers, grandpa's, and Dad, Thanks for all the good memories and loving me so much. I will never forget those things that you did that made me feel loved. Thanks :D