I will lift my eyes...to the maker....

I will lift up my eyes to the mountains;
From where shall my help come?
My help comes from the LORD,
Who made heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to slip;
He who keeps you will not slumber.
Behold, He who keeps Israel
Will neither slumber nor sleep.
The LORD is your keeper;
The LORD is your shade on your right hand.
The sun will not smite you by day,
Nor the moon by night.
The LORD will protect you from all evil;
He will keep your soul.
The LORD will guard your going out and your coming in
From this time forth and forever. [Psalm 121]

So I just got back late last night from Globe, Arizona. It was the most amazing week of my entire life. I went to Arizona last year for Spring Break...but this year I made more relationships...closer relationships....I became more attached. My heart was tugged more. Words can not even begin to describe the amazingness of our glorious God...The beauty of Arizona is unfathomable. It was absolutely amazing as I sat Sunday on the side of a mountain and saw the glory of our great God. It was fantastic as I played with Apache children on the Rez...and heard their stories...and spent time with them...and tried to shine out Christ's love to these kids. It was glorious as I sat through an Apache church service Tuesday evening and saw what true worship was...as I talked to the kids who's families weren't Christian...as I heard the testimonies of these teenagers who had been brought from rock bottom by our creator.
This week was AMAZING. God spoke to me. God touched my heart. God BROKE me. Friday afternoon we went on a prayer journey through the neighborhoods and all I could do was cry. My heart was broken for the people of the San Carlos Apache Nation. As I heard the stories of the 40 babies born addicted to meth...of the child whose Mom stabbed him to death on top of a mountain...of the families who are living in cars and under tarps...it BROKE my heart and it made me angry. It was eye opening. On the reservation were a few different schools and I felt God tugging at my heart saying "this is what you're here for"...saying "this is why you're majoring in what you're majoring in"--The images of these kids are in my head...the images of the rez are constantly there. My heart hurts...and my mind races at the idea that one day...God might have me there or somewhere similar. Pray for the people of the Apache nation. Pray for God to break the hearts of the people in AZ. Pray for the darkness to leave that nation because you can feel the darkness...it's so prevalent and terrifying.
How great and awesome is our God.