We did it! On Friday - we all packed up and hit the road for the weekend. Dalton and I have been traveling to Hawks Bay every few months and connecting with some of the churches and prayer groups there. They have hosted three seminars on the book of Revelation that Dalton has been teaching on. The Hawks Bay guys are like family to us now and we LOVE going there.
However - this was a different trip altogether! Dalton still taught/preached - but this time there were so many different nuiances that made this trip so incredibly special.
First of all - we had Isaiah. Some thought I was crazy - including myself - for bringing our three week old son on a four hour journey (4 hours here is totally different to a 4 hour drive in america - no high ways - lots of curvey roads through mountains). It was a little crazy but it was either come along for the ride - or stay home alone without a car - both sounded incredibly scary to me but I chose to go where I knew I would have help and not be alone. So we packed up Isaiah's bags, bundled him up in his little seat (we call it the big jiggle chair) and away we went! It was VERY challenging for me - but we did it! And Isaiah was AMAZING! I'm still an anxious, insecure mommy learning to find her feet in parenthood - but coming home and looking back on the weekend - I'm SO GLAD I went. I feel much more confident and I had some really, really good mommy, son and Jesus time - it was sweet. I really could write an entire post on this - but I'll move on.
We also brought a big team up with us this time. We had a lot of our closest friends there with us leading worship for the seminar. It was so great to have them there and to be a part of what the Lord is doing in Hawks Bay. There's such a sweet connection spiritually that we have with Hawks Bay. Every time we go, even though it's chalk full of stuff to do and Dalton is SO BUSY with lots of speaking and lots of meeting with people - we always leave feeling refreshed and extremely privileged and humbled to be a part of what the Lord is doing there. We always leave with a joyous and sobering sense that the Lord truly is birthing this prayer movement and all we have to do is just jump in the current of the flowing river and be a part of what He is sovereignly doing. Anyway - all that to say that we are so, so excited to have been able to bring a bigger team this time around to be a part of it.
Part of the "bigger team" was that Aaron (director of Tauranga House of Prayer) came along and spoke about the Prayer Movement during two of the Saturday sessions. Aaron is originally from Hawks Bay so it's pretty special for him to come and speak into that town as someone who was once a troublesome boy who has now grown into a young man with such strong spiritual stature in the Lord and a profound leadership roll in the birthing of the prayer movement in, not just New Zealand, but the south pacific and Asia. Seeing him there (although I only saw him myself for about 15 minutes)just had the leadership of the Lord dripping all over it. It's hard to find words to articulate the sweetness that was felt throughout that whole weekend. I believe the Lord found great pleasure in it.
Also - Mary - Dalton's Mom - was able to come along for the weekend which was incredibly special for us and for her. It was so wonderful for Dalton to have his mom be able to sit and hear him teach - to see the incredibly gifted young man that he has grown to be. Dalton is Mary's inheritance - she prayed and prayed for him during those last years when he was far off from the Lord. To see where he is now is a profound testimony to the sovereignty and goodness of the Lord at work in Dalton's life. It was so wonderful for Mary to be able to see him in that ministerial context and to see him fully operating in his giftings - not just as a teacher/preacher - but as a husband and a father as well. What a blessing to have her come along with us.
I mostly stayed at home with Isaiah and missed out on most of the weekend physically - but the Lord was so, so faithful in keeping my heart and spirit knitted into the weekend. Although I did get lonely at times - I didn't feel I was missing out. I was still able to feel the significance of the weekend and was so keenly aware of the Lord's hand at work. I still felt humbled to be there and to be a part of it. I know having a child means I will "miss out" on other things - but the Lord proved, yet again, His faithfulness to me this weekend. There's not one ounce of bitterness that I feel in my heart - just gratefulness for what he's doing. I'm sure I'll have struggles up ahead - but He is so faithful to carry me through this season of life - just like He has all the others. He is so good.
Here are just a couple of pictures from the weekend - hope you enjoy!
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Cinnamon rolls before we hit the road!
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The beautiful scenery on the drive down
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Worship at the seminar
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Isaiah's kitchen!
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Cutie Pie!
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It was COLD! And we forgot his hat - oops. Oh well - he's super cute!