Spring in Wallowa County

Praises!:
Here, as I stay with my grandmother in the green, valley town of Wallowa, Oregon, I am surrounded by snow capped mountains, warm sunshine, mountain breezes and all the blessings of spring. My spirit is truly being refreshed by our wonderful Lord.

To remember in prayer:
* I am still corresponding with Goodseed International about the possibility of starting an internship with them.
* I am also starting to plan for a trip in June to teach English with friends who minister in Latvia with Greater Europe Mission.
* I plan to drive to Ventura, California, my home city, sometime after Mother’s Day.

Keep your ears open for more news during these next few months!
I will be sending out a complete print newsletter probably in a month or so!

Thanks and blessings!

Abundant Blessings, Sovereign God
Safe Travel, restored health and the encompassing love of so many people find me praising God with all my heart.

The last 7 days have not been easy;
leaving Three Hills and all the people I love there,
finishing my last assignments a nd exams,
being humbled under a nasty cold
and surviving the drive down from Canada to Oregon.

God is truly good and His mercies do endure forever, new every morning.
Now I am faced with many possibilities, some certainties for which I am continually s eeking God's will and sovereign plan...Keep praying for me please! I need it!

Tiredly but joyfully, Patti

Star gazing

It has been so beautiful here. I am amazed at God's continual faithfulness and goodness. I am enjoying these last few weeks in Three Hills, realizing that every moment now may be the last I have with these friends, in this place. I cannot underestimate the moments of blessing that will come during these last days at College. I am treasuring them.

Pray for me as I prepare to detach myself more fully from Prairie Bible College. It has been a long process and I am still not through the emotional part of it! Every time I see the sunset settling over the sloping prairies, hear the train in the cool night air as it whistles by and even listen to the sounds of the small town at work and sleep, I am overwhelmed with a sense of God's grace: quiet, enduring grace. This is the grace He has shown me here. Grace and beauty, written in the stars, the prairie sky filled with the setting sun. My gorgeous God, how I love to gaze at Him.

It is as if God has betrothed me to Himself and now, at just a glimpse of Him I fall apart with the magnitude of the grace with which He loves me, knowing how great a gift His love truly is. Oh, that my heart would remain faithful. I do not want to hurt Him. These are my prayers of late.