I just got done reading a biography called She Said Yes about Cassie Bernall, a girl who was shot in her school in 1999. Her life might have been spared if she said that she didn't believe in God, but (from the sounds of it) no one really knows since the other thirteen that died with her weren't all Christians. Whatever the case, she was a martyr because "she said yes". This one sentence at the end of the book really popped out to me: "...it is better to die for what you believe, than to live a lie." Like Cassie, we shouldn't be afraid to die for what we believe in. We should stand up for Christ rather than lie and live because of it. It would most likely be hard if that ever happened to us, but Christ died for us and took all our sins upon Himself so how could we not die for Him?

Mirables Happen

"I've seen dreams that move the mountains/ Hope that doesn't ever end/ Even when the sky is falling/ I've seen miracles just happen/ Silent prayers get answered/ Broken hearts become brand new/ That's what faith can do" -Kutless
I have been thinking about the chorus of this song all day because I experienced a miracle.
I'm planning on going on a mission trip to Africa with my Dad and some others this spring. To leave the country you have to have a passport. My passport was no problem to get, but my Dad's on the other hand is having many complications due to him being born in Canada and has been processing for a couple months. Well, we found out today that the passport might not make it here in time for the missions trip (a month and a half away). I have wanted to go on a mission trip to Africa for more than a year now, so I was not/ am not going to let anything stop me (unless God tells me not to go in a very clear way) because I feel this is where God wants me to minister this year and most likely again in the future. So I instantly went to my prayer journal to start begging God to perform a miracle as He has done since time began. Then I logged into Facebook and my e-mail and started asking people to pray also. Within fifteen minutes the passport place called and said they had enough information, and they decided that the information that they had wanted would just be skipped and then speed up the processing of Dad's passport. Miracles do happen... and in fifteen minutes! I'm not joking, and neither is God!
 I have seen miracles just happen. Silent prayers do get answered. Faith can do amazing things. And I'm hoping that broken hearts do become brand new in Africa. I'm at loss for words about God's amazingness!