tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38108327577729718882024-03-04T20:30:30.170-08:00Jessie's JourneyMy life is a journey. Every moment I seek to discover what the Lord is dong around me and how I can be a part of it. And as I walk, I grow.Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-57967207360715158042008-06-07T08:20:00.000-07:002008-06-07T10:12:45.570-07:00I am listening to the song<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JoC1ec-lYps"> "How He Loves Us" by Kim Walker.</a> I feel the weight of His love as I think about the last week. What a privilege it is to partner with the Lord. Since our full schedule hasn't made it possible to write, let me give you a snap shot of stories: <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Crossing Cultures</span><br />I am searching for ways to talk about Jesus with Thai's in such a way that culturally clicks. A few days ago I had a breakthrough. I jumped in a taxi cab off of a busy street. I saw that our driver was about my age so struck up a conversation with him. After asking some questions I found out that he was having a hard time making enough money driving taxi (the economy is down in Thailand). I replied, "Really? I have some advice for you..." I went on to tell of how my family struggled financially when I was young. At one time, I watched my parents get on their knees for 5 months in a row and ask the Lord for rent money a few days before it was due. Every time, the Lord answered many times to the penny that was needed. I told our young driver, "Go home and pray in the name of Jesus. Ask God to help you. And see what happens." At the end I gave him a little booklet and told him that it would show him how to pray. His heart was wide open, genuinely receptive. The conversation was so natural that I knew the Lord had prepared the moment and all I did was step into it. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">An Outpouring: A Church at Work</span><br />Last Sunday my dad had the opportunity to preach at a Thai church. Afterwards he prayed over the leaders of the church. They were powerfully touched by the Holy Spirit, weeping, singing, falling to the floor. we then asked these leaders to pray for the rest of the church. At one point, as I was lingering in prayer over a young lady, I look up and saw that everyone in this church of 150 people was engaged in fervent prayer for one another. It was a powerful time of encountering the Lord. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Rich Christians, Hungry People</span><br />Every time I see someone begging on the street, my heart tightens. The woman I met two days ago was sitting with her two young daughters. I knelt down beside her and put my hand on her shoulder. I had almost walked by her but the Holy Spirit reminded me of my commitment to share to anyone who asks. He even told me the amount I should give. I spoke to her in Thai but quickly realized that she was not from Thailand, one of the many refugees from one of the surrounding nations. Her face still burns in my mind. I am seeking the Lord about how to give of myself (and ultimately Jesus) to these precious people.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Our part in the Big Picture</span><br />Thailand is changing. There is unprecedented unity among the national church leadership. Youth are dedicating their lives to holiness and living for Jesus. Just last month there was a camp for youth which expected 300 participants. Over 800 young people came, and this in the South of Thailand where only 1 in 2,000 know Christ. Our part in this shift is to do seminars in strategic cities around Thailand (In partnership with Thai leaders, in truth we are really behind the scenes). These seminars teach on the basics of Evangelism and Discipleship. We continue to meet with Pastors to plan these seminars. <br /><br />I am still on this journey to listen and obey the voice of the Lord on a daily basis. I am enjoying walks where I talk freely with the Lord. Right now, I am learning how much my prayers can change things. <br /><br />So when you read this, let me know how I can pray for you!<br /><br />And now, it is time to say Lat dee sawat! (Good night!)Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-40495111435164275382008-05-31T08:39:00.000-07:002008-05-31T09:06:09.361-07:00Swimming laps...Jesus!You wouldn't think the two connect, but yesterday they did! I was swimming in our beautiful swimming pool here in the complex to get some exercise (thank you to our Thai friend who is letting us use this condo for free!). There is something about water that calms my spirit and gets me really focused. It was towards the end of my work out when I noticed several others in the pool also doing laps. I felt that nudge that is becoming oh so familiar and decided that I needed to strike up a conversation. <br /><br />So I said the first thing that came to mind (in Thai), "Do you know what time the pool closes?" They responded, "Oh! You speak Thai (in Thai of course)." And we were off from there. P' Gai, P' Dtaan and P' Monkon (P' denotes elder which you add before any one's name who is older than you as a way of showing honor) began asking me questions, "Where did you learn to speak Thai?" "How long have you lived here." And finally "Why are you in Thailand?" I have thought long and hard how to answer this question. I want to be truthful and yet at the same time I don't want turn people off by telling them I am a missionary (Thais immediately think that I am here to change their culture and religion.) So I use different answers for different occasions. This time I explained that my family has a foundation and is interested in helping Thai woman who want to continue with education but lack funds to do so. (this is true. My family started WorldTEAM foundation, our first project called <a href="http://rescuethegirlchild.org/default.aspx">Rescue the girl chil</a>d, for this very purpose). Many of these women end up in prostitution. <br /><br />Their next question made my heart jump, "Why do you feel this way? Why do you want to help Thailand?" As with the taxi cab driver a few days ago, I explained that God in heaven put this love in my heart because He cares for the Thai people. They were awestruck. <br /><br />Our conversation continued on and eventually they invited me to join them for another fitness class this week. I rejoice in the fact that the Lord opened the door to take them one step further on their spiritual journey. I look forward to more interaction with these precious people. <br /><br />Below is a picture of my pool. Such a blessing!<br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JessieClark/ThailandMinistry/photo#5206572193510777634"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/JessieClark/SEF10wui4yI/AAAAAAAAAMc/x7ujNJZ3y6k/s288/DSC_0005.JPG" /></a>Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-71158532316057767332008-05-28T19:49:00.001-07:002008-05-28T20:16:20.270-07:00Rhema: The living Word of GodBefore I left, a fellow missionary friend of mine, <a href="http://kierrahiggins.blogspot.com/">Kierra HIggens</a>, commended to me John 15. She quoted it in one of our walking times together and the Holy Spirit quickened it to my heart. I haven't been able to get away from it since. <br /><br />Yesterday morning I was reading the word (John 15) and I had a life-changing insight. Jesus says in verse 7, "If you remain in me and my WORDS remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be given to you. This is to my Father's glory that you bear much fruit, showing yourselves to be my disciples." <br /><br />I understand "remaining" to mean being present with the Lord at all times. Something I am focusing on doing today. The next part of the verse says, "My WORDS remain in you." I have always thought this meant reading and memorizing scripture. But yesterday I was prompted to look up the greek word used in this verse for "Word". My Dad taught me long ago that there are two greek words used to translate "Word". One is Logos, meaning the written word of God. The other is Rhema, meaning the living spoken word of God specific to us or a group. <br /><br />The greek in this verse actually says "Rhema". So the scripture is saying, "If my living spoken word remains in you..." Wow! What a promise. The Lord has already been showing me the power of listening to His voice. This verse takes it even further. The promise here is that if we are present with the Lord in all moments, and keep the words that the Lord has spoken to us personally in our hearts (that means we have to seek after hearing HIS voice), then we can ask for the desires of our hearts and they will be given (I am sure that our hearts will line up with HIS and we will ask things that are also in the heart of the FATHER when we are listening to HIS voice). <br /><br />I find verse 8 interesting as well. By keeping the living words of Jesus that He is speaking to us in our hearts we bring Glory to the Father. The purpose of these words is that we BEAR FRUIT. So these are not just words of encouragement but they are words that we speak out in order to DRAW PEOPLE INTO THE KINGDOM. In that, I prove myself to be a disciple of Christ. <br /><br />These are piercing words. I PROVE myself a disciple by bearing fruit. This shouldn't make us feel guilty if we are not bearing fruit, but it SHOULD motivate us to seek out the Lord so that we DO bear fruit. After all, this is a promise, "If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear MUCH fruit" John 15:5<br /><br />So if you find yourself in a place where you are not bearing fruit, this is my encouragement to you: focus on hearing the Rhema word of God on a daily basis. What is He saying to you today? And then obey. It is only a matter of time before you WILL bear fruit.Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-60051550432305263822008-05-28T07:49:00.000-07:002008-05-28T08:08:09.332-07:00Missionary Life: Washing ClothsAlthough I know that this has little eternal value, I have found amusement in thinking about the small adjustment one has to make when living overseas...some for the better and some for say...growth!<br /><br />One such area is doing laundry! Let me introduce you to my not-so-automatic washing machine. It consists of two different baskets in one machine sitting side by side. One is for the churning motion, and one is for spinning. So this is what a cycle of laundry looks like: <br /><br />Step 1: Turn the dial to Fill Position, turn on the outside spicket, and put in the soap<br />Step 2: Drop in the cloths<br />Step 3: Wait until the water is at an acceptable amount. Turn the Dial to "agitating cycle*<br />Step 4: Come back in 5-10 minutes and hope that you didn't put in to much soap! (I did this once. LOTS of BUBBLES!!)<br />Step 5: Turn the Dial to drain and wait for the water to go down. <br />Step 6: Take each piece out one by one and rinse under the water spiket<br />Step 7: Place the load in the spin basket and turn on<br />Step 8: If the washing machine starts making a load pounding noise and the whole machine wiggles it means the load is not properly balanced. Adjust the load as necessary to make the cloths equal on all sides of the spinning basket. Do this as many times as it takes until the noise stops. <br />Step 9: Come back in 5-10 minutes and Take each piece out and hang on the line to dry. <br />Step 10: RESULTS: Stiff but clean cloths! Yeah!<br /><br />Time for one load: About 30 minutes<br />Loads per Day: 1-2<br /><br />Keep in mind I am not complaining. If <a href="http://AdeleBooysen.blogspot.com">Adele Booysen</a>, my missionary friend in Kenya, were to read this she would probably laugh because I am sure she does not live with such a convenience as a washing machine. I actually greatly enjoy this "domestic" time. It gives me time to think and process through the day. I just thought I would share part of my everyday life with you. <br /><br />smiles to you. Fan Dee (Or sweet dreams)Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-58328807860876204332008-05-26T10:10:00.000-07:002008-05-26T10:21:35.641-07:00Eye ContactI went to dinner with my Dad and a dear friend of our family's tonight. I was struck by an interesting cultural difference as we sat at the table by the window looking out over the busy traffic below. It was a quiet, spacious restaurant where the waiter's station was across the room. On several occasions I needed something. I simply turned my head and waited a moment until I made eye contact with the server. Usually it only took seconds. He was holding a dish to be delivered to another table but he gave a small nod and a half smile as if to say, "I see you and will be there in a moment." Once he was free, he came to our table to see what we needed. <br /><br />At another point in the evening I went through the same motions. This time I needed water. Again I looked the waiter's direction and as if he had a radar for eye contact he turned. I discretely pointed to my glass (really, I barely moved my hand). He appeared in a few moments with a fresh bottle of water. <br /><br />Thai culture is known for it's gracious ways. You don't shout or talk to loudly. Small motions and quiet words communicate so much. I find that my volume is so much quieter when I speak Thai. <br /><br />I found the interaction with the waiter tonight beautiful. It was a subtle expression of the Thai heart. Quietly aware. <br /><br />And now it is time to sleep. Lat Dee Sawat. (Goodnight to you. )Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-72121225036691240542008-05-25T19:38:00.000-07:002008-05-25T21:17:04.641-07:00Pulling Heaven to EarthFor the past few days, my Dad and I have had WIDE OPEN doors to minister to people's hearts. With so much happening, let's see if I can just summarize: <br /><br />FRIDAY: In the evening we visited a local church that I attended when living here last year. After the service the pastor asked us to pray for several people. We lingered together in prayer over 2 girls. It was neat to watch the Lord give us impressions in our hearts which we prayed over them. Later we found out that what the Lord was showing us matched with what was going in their lives. I love how the Lord does that!<br /><br />SATURDAY: Waking up at 5 AM, my Dad and I traveled with 5 other Thai to Korat, a city about 4 hours away. We joined a day of prayer and worship where people from all over the province of Esan came together. The meeting was electric! For over 6 hours the people worshipped and sought after the Lord with tenacity for a breakthrough in Thailand. By the end, my voice was course! But it was incredible to see the energy and focus of the people on seeing the Lord bring a harvest in their land. <br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&hl=en&geocode=&q=Korat,+Thailand&sll=37.0625,-95.677068&sspn=33.847644,58.535156&ie=UTF8&ll=16.024696,102.623291&spn=5.157388,7.316895&z=7&iwloc=addr&output=embed&s=AARTsJpcbtVT59PpPusXrdFqSE60oCd4Xw"></iframe><br /><small><a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&hl=en&geocode=&q=Korat,+Thailand&sll=37.0625,-95.677068&sspn=33.847644,58.535156&ie=UTF8&ll=16.024696,102.623291&spn=5.157388,7.316895&z=7&iwloc=addr&source=embed" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left">View Larger Map</a></small><br /><br />SUNDAY: Tucked away in a neighborhood in Bangkok, we joined a house church for their Sunday celebration. This was especially touching to me because it was at the home of my Thai teacher and prayer partner. Last year when living in Thailand I prayed consistenty with Jume (my teacher) that the Lord would use thier family to bring many to Christ. Now they have a dynamic house church where all of the members have known the Lord for 4-5 months or less! They are all new Christians! When we arrived, Jume's husband asked my Dad to preach...in Thai!! Even though my Dad hasn't done this for more than 20 years he managed to pull off a 45 minute message! Afterwards we had an incredible time of prayer ministry. The Holy Spirit touched each one in a unique way. <br /><br />One little boy in particular named Best, was touched so powerfully that he just lay down on the floor. As he lay there, I prayed over him that the Lord would show him what heaven was like. He got up from the floor about 10 minutes later. I asked him what the Lord said to him, He described a picture that he saw of gold and red. In the center was a circle where people stood and worshipped. And water was flowing from the circle. Then he heard a voice saying, "You are here." When I asked him, where is "here". He said, "Heaven." He explained that he couldn't describe all that he saw. I was so excited. The Lord is inviting children to peer into heaven and pull it to earth. <br /><br />When we finally got in our taxi to go home, I was exhausted! My dad started up a conversation with the taxi cab driver as usual. He shared about our work here in Thailand, especially about our heart to help young girls stay in school and out of prostitution. Our driver was so moved that we would love the Thai people enough to want to help in this way. I felt the Holy Spirit move in my heart to say something. I explained, "The Love we have for the Thai people comes from God. In fact, God wanted us to meet today so that you could understand His love as well." He turned around and said, "This must be God. I have goosebumps and feel something in my heart." The Holy Spirit moved in his heart. We offered him the Jesus video that he could watch with his family. He was so excited and touched that he did something I have never seen before. He said, "I am so moved that I don't want you to pay the full taxi fare." (This coming from a man that said earlier how hard it was to find passangers now to make a living.") We also were moved to bless him with EXTRA money, which he reluctantly accepted. In the end we got his phone number and plan to follow-up. <br /><br />The Lord is moving in Thailand. And it is my pure delight to partner with Him in this. <br /><br />Some pictures of our last few days: <br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JessieClark/ThailandMinistry/photo#5204509642841055858"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/JessieClark/SDoh8gui4nI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iw0xEH-qMBs/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" /></a><br />Petch (Jume's son), Jume's Young sister, and Jume leading worship together<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JessieClark/ThailandMinistry/photo#5204509325013475938"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/JessieClark/SDohqAui4mI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/w7iakC9Dfsw/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" /></a><br />Some of the house church members. Can you find my Dad? <br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JessieClark/ThailandMinistry/photo#5204509290653737554"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/JessieClark/SDohoAui4lI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YHdeAl1HGKM/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" /></a><br />A young boy, name Bible (neat name huh?), reading the Word as my Dad preached. <br /><br />And now it is time to go and play some ping-pong with my Dad! =-)Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-38023110567006067312008-05-22T19:26:00.000-07:002008-05-22T20:08:29.735-07:00"Do you know anyone who will go to heaven for sure?"This was the last question my dad asked our young taxi cab driver before the Holy Spirit welled up in me in such a way that my heart burned. The moment we had entered into the taxi cab on our way to a meeting I felt drawn to talk with Eek. He is 23 years old (although looks no older than 16) and had been driving a taxi for 3 years. Although his goal is to go to college he feels burdened to work and save money to help put his younger sister through high school (you have to pay to go to school here). He is talkative and fun-loving. Our conversation started with normal things like what makes Thailand a great country (his answer: <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bhumibol_Adulyadej#Insults_to_Bhumibol.27s_image">the King of Thailand</a>, and the incredible Food). <br /><br />We continued asking questions about Thai culture, until finally my Dad asked, "In Thai culture, where do people think the world came from?" Eek paused and answered, "I don't know. I have never thought about it." The discussion continued with both my Dad and I sharing parts of God's story. Until finally, my Dad asked the questions, "Do you know anyone who will go to heaven for sure?" Eek said, "No. Everyone probably has to come back and try again in another life." My heart was bursting. "Eek, can I speak plainly?" "Please do," he said. "I know that I am going to heaven for sure. But I am not perfect. Jesus made a way for me..." We went on to explain the rest of the gospel. As we talked, Eek would repeat back, "Oh so you mean that Jesus died in the place of me..." <br /><br />We arrived at our destination. But before we got out of the car I handed Eek a Jesus video in Thai. "Watch this. It will tell you more about Jesus' life." "Thank you, this is something I have never understood before. I will watch it." <br /><br />I don't know if I will ever meet Eek again. But I pray that the seed planted will grow and blossom. <br /><br />This is love. I still struggle to explain the gospel in Thai, and even if I look silly doing so I will share about my King!<br /><br />Our meeting that we were traveling to was also very encouraging. We talked with Jennifer Mullens from <a href="http://powertochange.com/corporate/canada/">Power to Change</a>, an organization that is working closely with the church leaders of Thailand to develop an interactive training website for pastors and christians. Very exciting work! We are seeking ways to partner with them in developing training on evangelism and discipleship. <br /><br />The cry of my heart this morning comes from Psalm 27:11 "Teach me your way, O Lord, lead me in a straight path..." The Lord promises to show us what he is doing (See <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/search=John%2015:15&version=31">John 15:15</a>). Today as I order food from the Auntie who sells at the corner stall I want to learn more about the compassion of the Lord and hear what He is already doing in this Auntie's life. <br /><br />In the meantime, it is time to get ready for the day!Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-17701476298188408472008-05-21T16:20:00.000-07:002008-05-21T17:11:41.369-07:00Bangkok in Full Color: Learning to LoveOnce again I walked the streets of the center of Bangkok last night. I was on my way to a meeting with my Dad and the pastor of <a href="http://www.jaisamarn.org/1/jaisamarn/jaisamarn_history_en.asp">Jaisamarn Church</a>, the largest church in Bangkok and a solid leader in advancing the Kingdom in Thailand. <br /><br />While talking with my colleague and friend Art, my heart was taking in the sights and sounds around me: uneven pavement, foodstalls and swarms of people, foreign men walking with young Thai girls, the smell of exhaust from taxis, cars and motorcycles, and finally a woman sitting on the street begging. My eyes locked on her cheap plastic prosthetic leg. How did she lose it? Is she a <a href="http://www.hrw.org/press/2000/05/thaiback0506.htm">refugee from Burma?</a> Would she understand me if I spoke to her in Thai? How can I help her? I was following a group and therefore kept walking. But the picture locked in my mind. <br /><br />This morning I woke up at 3 AM (my body is a still confused about what region I am in). I began asking about the ministry of Jesus. Jesus walked the streets and in many places the scripture tells us that He healed "all the sick" <a href="http://www.hrw.org/press/2000/05/thaiback0506.htm">Matthew 8:16.</a> I look at my own life in comparison to Jesus. I am tempted to be discouraged by the fact that I am not YET doing all that Jesus did ( I do believe it is possible). However, through reading <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Face-God-Bill-Johnson/dp/159979070X"><span style="font-style:italic;">Face to Face with God</span></a>, I was reminded that Jesus spent the early years of his life growing "in wisdom and stature and in favor with God and men."<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%202:52&version=31"> Luke 2:52</a>. Even though Jesus was the Son of God, he modeled the fact that we must grow into a place where the Spirit rests upon us and the Lord speaks over us, "This is my Son whom I love; with Him I am well pleased." Matt 3:17. So I think that learning to listen to the voice of the Spirit and obey is part of growing in favor with the Lord. <br /><br />So naturally my next question is, "What can i do NOW when I meet a woman begging on the street?" I am sure Jesus saw many people sick and hurting before His time came. This morning, I found my answer in <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2015;&version=31;">John 15</a>. Jesus' progression of thought is what caught my heart. "Abide in my love. If you obey my commandments you abide in my love. This is my commandment: love one another." Therefore, Abiding in the love of Jesus = loving others. <br /><br />So my goal today, is to approach every interaction with the people that I meet by asking, "Lord, how can I demonstrate your love in this moment." I choose to love boldly, through praying or talking about Jesus or smiling or saying words of blessing. As I do so I expect the Holy Spirit to move with me. <br /><br />I will let you know how it goes. =-)Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-38316576391131981472008-05-20T17:16:00.000-07:002008-05-20T18:18:20.268-07:00A 6-Week JourneyI sent out this email en route to Thailand. For the benefit of those that did not receive it, I repeat it here: <br /><br />I am sitting in the terminal of the Taipei city airport awaiting my connection flight to Bangkok, Thailand. Even after a 14 hour flight it is amazing how alive I feel as I touched down in a familiar city (I lived here for 3 summers during college). But my heart looks forward to the sights and smells of Thailand. <br /><br />For the past week I have sought the Lord about the purpose or theme for this trip. Often the Lord gives me a promise or picture of what to expect as I go out. This time was no exception, however, I was really excited when the Lord showed me that the promise involved YOU. Let me explain. <br /><br />The focus for my heart for the past few months is pictured in <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah%2050:4-7;&version=49;">Isaiah 50</a> which describes a disciple of the Lord who listens, obeys, and is able to sustain others with words of life. The Lord spoke to me out of this passage for this trip. As I cultivate my awareness of the presence of God, listen to His voice, and obey the Kingdom of Heaven WILL be advanced. My life will be changed and people around me will be affected. <br /><br />As I thought about how to communicate this to you, the Lord showed me that the promise was not just for ME. As you take part in this journey through prayer I believe this will happen as a community. This is possible for your life as well. <br /><br />Before I left, I shared this promise with several people. Everyone I talked to shared that they also long for an increase of the presence of God in their lives. <br /><br />So I want to challenge you, will you go on a six-week journey with me? I will be communicating through email and my blog what happens as I listen to the Lord MOMENT BY MOMENT. Will you do the same? <br />A friend asked me, “How exactly do I step into this?” I thought long and hard about this. For me, I am feeding myself on the promises of God’s word. And in each situation I find myself in I ask, “Holy Spirit what are you doing right now and how can I be a part of it?” I am also reading books and listening to podcasts out of <a href="http://www.ibethel.org">Bill Johnson’s church in Redding California</a> (check out ibethel.org) where they are experiencing incredible moves of God (I am especially benefiting from Bill Johnson's latest book <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Face-God-Bill-Johnson/dp/159979070X">F<span style="font-style:italic;">ace to Face with God</span>)</a>. I am doing whatever I can to build my faith and understanding of the Kingdom. <br /><br />Join me. And as you journey please share so that I can learn from what you are experiencing.Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-42728813802293564852008-01-17T21:55:00.000-08:002008-01-17T21:57:59.560-08:00StruggleI went to a seminar today on grant writing. I came out with my head spinning. <br /><br />Life is full of struggle. I considered recently, going and getting a “normal” job to escape the struggle of fundraising. In my thinking, if I had regular employment that didn’t depend on my understanding of grant writing, supporter communication, and non-profit marketing, I would have more time to do the things that really count for the Kingdom. But my father gently pointed out that a career is just as consuming if not more so of my time, energy, and efforts and could very well lead me into a greater struggle than I am facing now. <br /><br />So then I am faced with the question, do I push through this struggle to higher places knowing that with each mountain I cross I will see another? Or do I pull back and try to find a plate where I can live out my life in relative ease. But even maintaining the status quo takes some sort of struggle. So in the end, if I am avoiding struggle altogether then I would have to conform to the ideals of Buddhism which states that all life is suffering. Our main mission in life is to detach ourselves from suffering through abandonment of family, identity, and minimizing need to that of the most basic necessities of life. <br /><br />Knowing that this extreme is not an option for me, I must choose the other extreme. Daily in life there is struggle. I choose to face this with courage. But more than anything I choose to look to Jesus, knowing that the Kingdoms of this world are becoming the Kingdom of the Beloved Son. I struggle not for myself, but for the sake of the Kingdom. <br /><br />Lord, success is hearing Your voice. And in hearing Your voice...I find such joy and rest.Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-1331106912924086202007-06-02T07:09:00.000-07:002007-06-02T07:27:43.528-07:00I'm a Grandmother!....spiritually that is. =-) This week I had a conversation with a dear friend of mine. She is someone that I led to the Lord several years ago. We have spent precious time together talking and praying and growing. Well, she just told me this past week that she just led a highschooler into a relationship with Jesus! I am overjoyed with this news becuase I long to live out what Jesus described for us as the normal christian life (intense fruitfullness!!).<br /><br />I have been thinking much about the parable of the 4 soils. The farmer throws the seed. The first soil satan comes and steals the seed. The second, responds in some way but immediatly dies becuase it has no roots. The third responds, grows, but eventually is choked by the worries of this world. Many Christians in America, I believe, fall into this category. We grow in good soil but are also surrounded with weeds and many produce no fruit. In the past few weeks I have seriously looked at my life. I had to ask myself, "Jessie, are you allowing yourself to be choked?" I looked at my life to see what I need to change to bear MUCH fruit. In the forth soil the seed is good and brings a harvest of 30, 60 or 100 fold. To be honest, I want the 100 fold so I am choosing to change my lifestyle so that I can bring as many into the Kingdom as possible. And besides, Jesus told us to make disciples, baptise them, teach them and raise them up to lead others. And I want to take Jesus seriously. So, this news from my friend was an absolute Joy!<br /><br />I am just back from a retreat with the Pastors and church leaders of Hatyai. It was INCREDIBLE. But I will save that news for my next update. I am preaching in TWO churches tomorrow and need to take some time to prepare. I will write soon. Please PRAY. Pray that the Kingdom of Heaven would come in power in Hatyai, nothing less than an open heaven over the city.Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-90948543240567176562007-05-30T11:15:00.000-07:002007-05-30T11:37:06.563-07:00Luuk Kruang, bombs, retreats and tummy achesEver since I have arrived in Thailand, taxi drivers, hotel workers, and people we meet at churches have been asking me if I am a "Luuk Kruang" or in other words half Thai/ half American. I feel a bit encouraged by this becuase it must mean that my Thai is getting better (although I think if they talked with me longer than a minute or two they would realize by my grammar and lack of vocabulary that I am no where near fluent!). However, this always makes me chuckle considering I am a full head taller than most Thai's and still as blue-eyed and fair skinned as ever! <br /><br />On a more serious note, 9 homemade bombs have been set off around this city of Hatyai that I am in (Southern Thailand). There has been a raging muslim insurgency that has killed over 2,000 people in the 3 southern most provices that border Songkla, the province in which we currently reside. Unfortunatly, the violence is slowly spreading upwards. God can even use bombs exploding for good. The tourist industry here in hatyai is suffering increidbly from lack of business which means that many prostitutes in the city have had to look to other professions to make a living (yeah!). And the fear that is resting on the city has created open doors for sharing the gospel. Just yesterday I spent time with the girl at the front desk of our hotel. My dad gave her a book that had testimonies from people who had experienced miracles in thier lives. She said she was reading it and it made her feel better. And then she asked me for some other books that she could read like this. Her heart is so open. <br /><br />Tomorrow I leave for a three day retreat with my dad and 60 pastors and church leaders from hatyai. The purpose of this time is to encourage pastors to take ownership of a major evangelistic thrust in thier city. Even before I came I had a sense of anticipation for this retreat. I really expect God to show up. Please be praying. <br /><br />I am finally updating this blog after such a long absence becuase I am up in the middle of the night with an uncomfortable ache in my tummy! And being that I can do nothing about it (except pray fervently...an incredible tool I must say), writing my thoughts seemed like a perfectly sensible thing to do. <br /><br />I hope to be more diligent in the future. Adele Booysen continues to inspire me. I love reading about her life and I have a faint hope that you will be encouraged by reading about mine.Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-71592738736219709232007-02-25T20:57:00.000-08:002007-02-25T21:21:08.391-08:00"If you give food to the hungry..."<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5cb3v1Xo_cuXCxCiMmRQbLLEJa-0snlhNo6dhPVNim9pZKJILs-sn26-YC4CDFD2QwaYlrU1W7EOXUUlbiU1cD7fgiZQ0gZfF4zSJzzmVWYCKOV_PTfMppm4y3wxKFlM_oB5FIwSCwvM/s1600-h/DSC02293.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5cb3v1Xo_cuXCxCiMmRQbLLEJa-0snlhNo6dhPVNim9pZKJILs-sn26-YC4CDFD2QwaYlrU1W7EOXUUlbiU1cD7fgiZQ0gZfF4zSJzzmVWYCKOV_PTfMppm4y3wxKFlM_oB5FIwSCwvM/s320/DSC02293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035706714052037906" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuerD1LuNIPbpT_w5hYiQO5HuY-j-UqMwR14dspCB_5p_INgj1dkktxvG-YuwRNAHvyt9HxRH7pFnZ-WWhTGDM3Yj8qJyN6binJGkT-lQebdFQ9yf_70ZN4-_-jiHnTXv2vyDh3IJ2yFA/s1600-h/DSC02292.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuerD1LuNIPbpT_w5hYiQO5HuY-j-UqMwR14dspCB_5p_INgj1dkktxvG-YuwRNAHvyt9HxRH7pFnZ-WWhTGDM3Yj8qJyN6binJGkT-lQebdFQ9yf_70ZN4-_-jiHnTXv2vyDh3IJ2yFA/s320/DSC02292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035706722641972514" /></a><br />I was walking to church yesterday through the noisy streets of bangkok. I looked at the 4 lanes of traffic seperating myself and the other side of the road where I needed to be and decided that I needed to walk to the nearest flyover to safely cross. About 200 meters down the road I began climbing the uneven concrete steps of the foot bridge. At the top I met a familiar, heart-wrenching sight. Sitting on the top of the bridge was a woman with a baby in her arms and a little girl no less that 2 years of age next to her. The little girl was squirming and the mother scolded quickly sat her back down and replaced the small plastic cup in her hands. All of them were in thread-bare clothing. "Lord, what can I do??", My heart cried out. I bent down and started talking with the little girl. I realized in a few moments that she didn't understand. After looking more closely at thier faces I saw that these were not actually Thais, they were cambodian refugees who had run from the desperate situtation in thier home country with the hopes of finding something more in Thailand. The mother also did not understand Thai. I lingered for a moment and then reached in my bag to find something to give them. All I had was 100 baht, about $2.50. This would be enough to feed them for a few days. As I walked away my heart was grieved. I am often frustrated feeling that I want to do more. How can I help change their future? What will happen to that little girl? Thier faces are burned into my memory. Oh Lord, protect them. Show me how I can meet the needs of the hurting and hungry in Thailand. I remember Isaiah 58, "Is this not the fast that I have chosen: To loose the bonds of wickedness, to undo the heavy burdens, to let the oppressed go free, and that you break every yoke? Is it not to share your bread with the hungry, and that you bring to your house the poor who are cast out? When you see the naked that you cover him, and not hide yourself from your own flesh? THEN your light shall break forth like the morning, and your healing chall spring forth speedily, and your righteousness shall go before you, and the GLORY of the Lord shall be you rear guard."<br /><br />The above pictures are of refugees in Cambodia in line waiting to enter Thailand with the hope of finding work and food. The mother and child, although not who I described above, are cambodians in similar situation.Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-12471003722378330042007-02-25T20:47:00.000-08:002007-02-25T20:57:01.695-08:00New Children in the Kingdom!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggSFP2NUhyphenhyphen268rzf8CLJSsBBWWRjm6WzNKZ1OlgYSk4tJecHoC5-aVnpJqmwyY83wCQ5upMykx6RFxoq6Kt79mx0C0c1jRThy2FLChRMZoSdUgPsQIL9WhscgJEEXUQWyi7LFcVepWM1Y/s1600-h/DSC02308.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggSFP2NUhyphenhyphen268rzf8CLJSsBBWWRjm6WzNKZ1OlgYSk4tJecHoC5-aVnpJqmwyY83wCQ5upMykx6RFxoq6Kt79mx0C0c1jRThy2FLChRMZoSdUgPsQIL9WhscgJEEXUQWyi7LFcVepWM1Y/s320/DSC02308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035701946638339330" /></a><br />In the past few days I found out that 3 of my Thai friends came to know the Lord while I was in the States. One is an older woman who was actually my student during the time I taught at Santisuk. Her name is Ba Doy (Auntie Daw-y). She was a faithful church and cell group member for months before she became a Christian becuase she was drawn by the Love of the community. Last month she decided that God was real and that she could trust Him with her life. She attended the seminar my Dad and I held and had many questions about the Holy Spirit. At the seminar, two other Thai women encouraged her to read the bible and volunteered to help her understand what she was reading. Please pray for this precious woman that the Lord would protect her, that the seed in her heart would grow into a fruit producing hearty follower of Jesus. <br /> <br />The other two friends are a couple that actually attended APU. Many people were praying for them and now they have given thier lives to the Lord. I have yet to meet with them but am anticipating a joyous reunion. God is so good! He is truly drawing Thais to Himself.Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-43100176010735833422007-02-25T20:21:00.000-08:002007-02-25T20:44:21.786-08:00Going into the homesToday I will go and stay with a precious friend of mine named Art at her home for a few days. She became a Christian last year when I was here. I have already spent some time with her and am amazed and encourage by the growth that is occuring in her life. Right now she is fasting dinner every night (and has been doing so for quite some time) for the people she loves to see victory over sickness, heart issues, and to meet the Lord. She is diligent in reading the word and spending time in prayer. When we arrived at the airport this friend actually met my Dad and I. She aslo had three friends with her. My Dad, the evangelist that he is, gave each of her friends a booklet about Jesus. Her friends took these back and put them on the center table in thier office for others to read. One of Art's other friends came and picked this booklet up. After she read it she began asking Art questions about how to deal with a problem she had in her life. Art explained that God coudl help her if she would pray and read the bible. This friend asked Art for a bible. That night Art called me and told me what happend. I explained that Art should not just give her a bible but also meet with her on a regular basis so that this friend could understand what she was reading. In the next few days, Art and I are planning to study the bible together so that she can teach her friend!<br /><br />This week I will also go and meet with Art's family. They are precious people who have welcomed me into thier home. I look forward to seeing them again and sharing with them more about the Love of Christ. I believe so strongly that when we go OUT into people's home and lives that the Lord Jesus promises to go with us and manifest Himself through us. There is a bit of fear and trembling as we go. I continue to ask the Lord for wisdom. I want to be bold and yet not push people away. Ultimatly I am seeking to hear the Lord's voice more clearly so that I will no miss an opportunity to share with someone who has not yet had the chance to hear the Lord's sweet voice calling to them.Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-76162618146056267282007-02-23T08:20:00.000-08:002007-02-23T08:37:56.987-08:00Atmospheric ShiftHave you ever thought about the day of pentecost? There were only 120 individuals gathered in the upper room in the second chapter of Acts. But when the Holy Spirit came upon them there must have been a major shift in the spiritual atmosphere around them. We know this becuase thousands of people were drawn to the place that they were praying. No just the sound of them praying could have drawn such a crowd. The very atmosphere around them must have been charged with the electricity of the Holy Spirit upon them. Atleast that is how I imagine it. <br /><br />My Dad and I have been in Thailand for not quite 48 hours. And yet from the time we have spent praying and speaking with Thai's on the streets we sense a major change. Thailand is not the same as when I left. The violence in the southern most provinces has increased in recent months with reverberating effects reaching to Bangkok. There have also been terrorist attacks here in the city. The drastic change in governement in October (a coup), although peaceful, undermined the economy in a major way. During lunch time today we visited a road side open air restuarant. My Dad and I pulled out two tracks in Thai and began to practice reading them...outloud....and loud enough for the people sitting across from us to hear. Naturally they struck up a conversation with us. We began to ask them questions about Thailand. One young man in his late twenties explained, "Thailand has changed so much. The economy is so bad and many people are worried. Crime has also increased. Many Thai's miss our old government. Many people are also afraid." We have heard this time and again. Thai's are restless. <br /><br />I have also spent time with close Christian friends of mine. They explain to me that they have seen incredible demonstrations of the Lord's spirit in recent months. Two months ago the current government called for a buddhist ceremony to pray for a high leader of the country. In Thai tradition, they wrapped white strings to bring good luck and ward off evil spirits around the area. Christian friends of ours decided to drive around the area that the ceremony was to be held and pray. The day of the ceremony came and in the middle of the night all of the strings fell off the building. It was seen as a bad sign and the meeting was was canceled. God is powerful and at work in this country!!<br /><br />I sense the urgency as well as the incredible opportunity of this time. We are well positioned, well equipped, and eager. Please pray that the Lord will pour out His Glory on this nation. I sense that the Lord longs to pour out of His spirit on this nation. The atmosphere has already shifted in the country, but now it is time for bold Christians like Peter to stand up and explain what is happening. I volunteer!Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-15953759503679712312007-02-18T01:10:00.001-08:002007-02-18T01:12:08.038-08:00Miah overlooking the English Channel<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/28321394@N00/393817352/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/188/393817352_befa1f3bbe_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/28321394@N00/393817352/">Miah overlooking the English Channel</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/28321394@N00/">jessiejamisonclark</a>. </span></div>This would have to be one of my favorite pictures that I have ever taken. My dear little brother is a precious confidant, a wonderful travel companion, and a man with a lion-heart for God. I love him deeply. We spent four days together exploring parts of England before he began his semester abroad. I have stashed away those memories in the recesses of my heart so that I may pull them out whenever I miss the smooth voice of the strings of his guitar floating through my bedroom walls from his room next door. He also is on a journey, one that often parallels my own. There are few things sweeter in life than beloved family.<br clear="all" />Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-49956444179289317312007-02-18T00:10:00.000-08:002007-02-18T00:11:29.424-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4xGScbRfx0egWttNgV8YsdsNQNJH2EClyJ0WybeJ1xmJHiE_NroeiI-2RFEyZK7xFFM27tt8BDf46_oP5sB-hzbg6voFfLqKiCi_Z4UPdzSEppzA2y9xUnmF4dJNHNZ2JZX_m40WXL7g/s1600-h/Photo+28.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4xGScbRfx0egWttNgV8YsdsNQNJH2EClyJ0WybeJ1xmJHiE_NroeiI-2RFEyZK7xFFM27tt8BDf46_oP5sB-hzbg6voFfLqKiCi_Z4UPdzSEppzA2y9xUnmF4dJNHNZ2JZX_m40WXL7g/s200/Photo+28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032783730629374914" /></a>Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810832757772971888.post-48486987099026167572007-02-17T23:11:00.000-08:002007-02-17T23:13:56.398-08:00The Journey BeginsI was talking with a dear friend of mine today. She challenged me to write my thoughts and use means of communication that will allow people dear to my heart to experience the journey of life with me. I pray that as you read these thoughts you will better understand my heart and that you will be carried into a deeper realm of God's Glory. That is where I long to go.Jessie Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03806382288625304042noreply@blogger.com5