I'M BACK!

And a bitter sweet feeling it is. An unusal reception I recieved from everyone wondering why I was back.
I am back because we has flight and housing issues.... so although Pastor and I both really wanted me to stay, we both felt in our spirit it was time to come home. But the Holy Spirit is awesome in that way. Giving peace with no explaination.
My sister, Stephanie the world changer, told me of a time she was in India for missions. They wanted her to stay, she wanted to stay, and they were going to pay for everything. All was good, but her Spirit Man said "no". Two weeks after she left, the person she was going to stay with was robbed at gun point and shot. Praise the Lord for His voice for those who have ears to hear!
Although my tour in Africa is over, I am afraid my heart has been left behind.
Though it is unclear at this point what are my next steps, I will continue to seek His will, and try to support Africa by any of my means possible. I'm working on a project right now that I will submit to Pastor. I'm still on Swazi-time..... I've been up since 4:30 this morning.... so natually, I had to text Pastor a BIG "GOOD MORNING"! HA!





First church cervice back home! Pastor Jay brought down the house about, what else?, Missions!

As pastor explained, it's most exciting on these trips to meet new people. I gave up my seat on the plane in D.C. to get a free ticket.... and these guys missed there plane, so I was able to put Byron (on the left) up in my free hotel room, and Shauna (right) missed her plane, so we all hung out together, and made it to New Orleans together. Too bad there trip was in vain, since the Eagles where tossed by the Saints!

There are still pictures to be posted, esp. from Kenya, so as I enjoy high-speed, FREE internet, I will be making a few more postings when I have time.

Written in my journal 30,000+ from Nairobi to Jo-berg:





Lord, I look at the field of clouds, and I don’t know what it is. Do planes make me cry?

You created this whole beautiful world. This endless world, with Your endless love. Billions of people, each with millions of hairs that You could give each a unique name.

And here I am. A no one. A number in a crowd. But I am Your son. Your child… who can’t seem to grow. Who has been stunted in life by confusion, self-agenda, and laziness.
Lord God of all the heavens, I beg of You for passion and forgiveness.

I plead Jesus, to fill me up. Guide me. Take this useless flesh and restore unto me the joy of my salvation, and renew a right spirit within me.
I don’t know how much pride has to do with this, but I want to do BIG things for You.
Evident things.

Heal me so I can [through You] heal others. Minister to me, so I can minister to others. Lead me and guild me so I can do the same to Your people.

Father, You gave Your people Jericho with endless walls against them. You gave freedom to Your people with a Red Sea against them. Lord, You gave us salvation with hell against us.
Father God of the heavens, can You give me Africa?! Can You give The Family Church the world?!

In the face of reality, Muslim’s intimidate me, Islam’s bother me, and Christian’s annoy me.
Revive in me and TFC the life and promise that comes in prayer.
Revive us oh God.
Let Your children prove to this earth the wonder-working God You are. The TRUE King, who died for His kingdom, rather than sending the weak to the front line.

And God, if only a last request, (an unappealing, and to us stale Christians, boring at the thought of) Lord, let it start at home.

My church is not inside four walls, but inside city gates.
Give Your children the peace, wisdom, and power to take the city; igniting a wildfire that cannot contain within the continent.

I pray these things, Lord, as still the simple, and perhaps often intimidated servant You call Your own.

Still trying to love You just as much,
Aaron


P.S.- Lord, may we be reminded that our past does not disqualify us from Your call.

Well here's a little missionary struggle....

I'm in the Jo-berg airport again (21:40)..... and I still am not completly sure if I go "home" or to Swaziland tomorrow. I traveled tonight to a least 6 different hotels, and all were booked. I didn't have this problem the first time here, because it was the weekend.
There is one hotel with rooms in all of Jo-berg, located in a very nice casino. The problem is, it's $175 USD. I can't bring myself to pay that, espicially since I am accountable to you.
So, I will be reinacting the movie "The Terminal" tonight. Hey, it's better than reinacting "The Passion" !

I will post something I wrote on the plane..... and sorry.... not sure if I will get pictures to post.

Hey Guys,

Just wanted to let you guys know that I spoke to Pastor Jay today, while he was in Port Elizabeth, South Africa, on the way to Swaziland.
We are looking into possibilites for my return to that country.

We had a great church service today, and the "School of Leaders" classes where great as well.
I was fortunate to play my horn in the "football" stadium today, and there was so much praising going on, the praises and the dust went up!

More to come when possible....

KENYA
Last stop on the tour?


Ladies & Gents,
I do apologize to my faithful readers for my delay in reporting. My access to the web is not as often.


Let me introduce you to a "friend of the Family" going back to the previous generation. To your left is Pastor Don Matheny of Nairobi Lighthouse Church, in Nairobi Kenya. Pastor Don's father and Founding Pastor, Bro. Sterling Miller (Pastor Jay's dad) were good friends till his passing in 1986.
I flew in too late on Sunday to attend service, but can't wait for this Sunday! They have church in a football (soccar) stadium with 3,000-4,000 in regular attendance!

This is Pastor Jon Stern (holding Famuta "Joy") at his orphanage named King's Kid's Villiage. www.kingskidsvilliage.net
Spending the day with him was an absolute joy. He and his wife (Molly) have been in Kenya for about 23 years. This orphange was apart of a vision Pastor Jon's mother had that came to pass in about 2003. The vision was birthed in 1949. Children of God, what patients can do to a seed!
This orphange structure was a very different set up from Swaziland, so it was just good to see first hand how many ways, in how many countries, to love on Jesus' children.

Quick Story:
For the first time, I really felt the effects of jet lag when I got to Kenya. Straight off the plane, I was put into a leadership class, and I was worn out.
These guys are excited about Jesus. (Don't you love being uncomfortable around charasmatic Christians?!!!)
At any rate, I was occasionally zoning out, and thinking about some issues back home. I even went on to write on a napkin, "I feel like a failure."
It wasn't 15 minutes later that they literally had an alter call in a class for anyone who has been feeling like a failure!!
People of God, I love being set up (sometimes) by the One up above. He reminds me that He loves me and cares about me! That even in Kenya, when no one back home knew where I was, or how to get ahold of me, He got ahold of me.
I tend to seek cousil alot. I tend to go to the pastors and people of God to get them to get me a word, rather than myself personally seeking for that word. I love it when Father God gives it to me straight. No Doubt.
He loves us. He really does.

Really!