Zambia Teach ONE 2012 from Alicia Hilton on Vimeo.
In just a few short months I'll be packing my bags and getting ready to board a plane to Zambia. I can't wait! I'm looking forward to visiting the school I worked at last year and working with a new teacher and class this summer. Please pray for me as I continue to prepare for this ministry, raise funds for the trip, and gather supplies. Please also pray for the other volunteer teachers, the Zambian teachers, and the students whose lives are touched and changed for the better every day by Family Legacy and the LCA schools. Want to see what this trip is about? Check out the video below. They shot part of this video last summer while I was there so I'm in it a couple times :) Willing to help financially support my Teach ONE trip? My trip has to be completely paid for by the beginning of April. I would appreciate your financial support. You can make a tax deductible donation at http://donate.familylegacy.com/aliciahilton or send a check to Family Legacy Missions International, 5005 W. Royal Lane Suite 252, Irving, TX 75063 and include "Alicia" and "Teach ONE Trip 2013" on the memo. Interested in getting involved? Find out more about Family Legacy child sponsorship through Father's Heart or the Teach ONE summer trips by clicking on the links. There are also summer camp opportunities. I would love to take all my friends with me! There's something everyone can do!
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"You are the God who sees me." I came across the phrase this morning as I was reading. I didn't remember the story and had to look it up. I read Genesis 16 about how Hagar ran from Sarai and Abraham's home. An angel came to her and asked what she was doing there and told her to go back because God had a plan. Verse 13 says, "She answered God by name, praying to the God who spoke to her, 'You're the God who sees me! Yes! He saw me; and then I saw Him.'"
The God who sees me. He sees my brokenness, my pain, my shame, my fear, those dark places, those things that make me want to run like Hagar did. He comes to me and sees me. I am not invisible to Him no matter how unworthy. He comes and extends mercy and grace. Grace. It's a word I've come across countless times this week. Needing grace is humbling. It means I'm less than perfect. I don't like my imperfection. I wish I could hide my flaws but so often they lay bare. My defenses go up because of my pride and fear, but when I focus on "the God who sees me" He can usher in the grace, His response to my shortcomings. When I was home at Christmas I found this book on sale-- in the bargain section at Mardel where I could spend hours! I was surprised to see them there because I had been looking for a copy in the regular book section for a while and never saw one. Anyway I bought a few copies. I gave 1 away at Christmas, kept one for myself, and sent the rest to friends. In the book Jen Hatmaker tells about her experiences while trying to remove the excess from her life. The first couple chapters made me laugh, and I enjoyed reading them. Then I got to chapter 3. As soon as I started reading it I sat the book down and let myself get busy to avoid reading any more for as long as I could. I didn't want to read it because I didn't want to take the chance of getting convicted about my love for my things. I can find a lot of things to do when I want to avoid something, but last weekend as I was heading to the beach with my friends I knew I would want to lay and read which meant I had to take the book with the dreaded chapter waiting for me to pick up where I left off. I read about how Jen sat in her pile of clothes thinking about how much they meant to her. I completely understand. I'm emotionally attached to my clothes. I'm pretty sure it's not healthy- haha. When I see them though I think about the fun of buying them, the travelling I've done in them, the evenings out with friends in them. I love the memories associated with them. I've thought many times of donating them but something held me back. Now I'm left contemplating-- do I love people as much as I love these things? The third time He said to him, “Simon son of John, do you love me?” |
Why Anything?"Anything is a prayer of surrender that will spark something. A prayer that will move us to stop chasing things that just make us feel happy and start living a life that matters. A life that is surrendered, reckless, and courageous." ~Jennie Allen, Anything. In November of 2013 I moved to Zambia as a full-time missionary with Family Legacy Missions International. Everyone within the organization raises their own support to keep overhead costs at a minimum so donations to the ministry can go directly to the needs and programs for the orphans and vulnerable children we serve. I trust in God's faithfulness to provide monthly and one-time financial supporters for the work I do here for the education of thousands of children from the slum compounds of Lusaka. If you would like to support me, donations are tax deductible and can be made at www.familylegacy.com/alicia
"God made my life complete when I placed all the pieces before Him. When I cleaned up my act, He gave me a fresh start. Indeed, I've kept alert to God's ways; I haven't taken God for granted. Every day I review the way He works, I try not to miss a trick. I feel put back together, and I'm watching my step. God rewrote the text of my life when I opened the book of my heart to His eyes." 2 Samuel 22:25
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