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Dear Readers, I canʼt believe Not of this World is already one year old! This past year has flown by. I still remember the night that my dad suggested that I start a newsletter for missionary girls. I completely pushed the idea aside; it sounded impossible. But over the next few weeks the idea kept popping up in my thoughts and finally I said to myself, why not? I never wouldʼve imagined all that has happened since I pulled up that first Word document and started working on the December 2009 issue. Itʼs been an amazing journey! Through Not of this World, Iʼve “met” so many amazing, beautiful girls from around the world. Reading their stories are such a blessing! Whenever I see a new e-mail in my inbox with a story inside, my heart flip flops. It fills me with joy to read about your country and how God is working through you. I hope that youʼve been as blessed as Iʼve been by the many stories and articles youʼve read over the past year! I want to thank all of you who are reading this right now! Without your support this never wouldʼve happened. Iʼve had so much encouragement from so many people this past year. Itʼs kept me going. Thank you to everyone whoʼs ever written anything for Not of this World! Like I mentioned above, I love seeing a snapshot of your life. The webzine wouldnʼt even exist without you talented writers! The biggest thank you, though, goes to God. Heʼs been so amazingly faithful throughout this whole project. Every month Heʼs pulled through and given me the strength and time to meet my deadlines, even when I think itʼll be impossible. Iʼve learned that nothing is impossible with the Lord! He deserves all the credit for this webzine. My hope is that He is glorified through this. I hope this webzine inspires you to create and dream and I hope it helps you navigate the joys and woes of being an MK. But most of all, I hope it builds your relationship with the Lord. I hope you have a beautiful Christmas this year!

In Him, Courtney R.

Editor, Not of this World


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So what does this have to do with a lonely girl living in the middle of Kuwait? Well, it's made me think about the caravans in my own life, the ones that have already given me a ride, and the ones that are still coming. When I look at my life here in Kuwait, I don't always understand why God led me here. Even though I made the decision to come here, I often look back on the past year and wonder how I ended up on the other side of the world. What is God's purpose in all this? But then I think of caravans...I think about the ways that God provides and leads us toward our calling and our purpose. I think about how God knew I would end up here even before Kuwait was a possibility in my mind. And I think about all the caravans that might be journeying toward my life right now. As a single woman, it's natural to hope that one of those caravans might be a man. Maybe it will be a different location, a different job, a different ministry, different friends...but whatever caravans come my way, they were ordained long before the caravans cross paths with my life. The beauty and the mystery of all this is that as believers, we are called to hope...to faith. been thinking a lot about caravans. I know,

that sounds random...but let me explain. I recently read Wilderness Skills for Women: how to survive heartbreak and other full-blown meltdowns. Well, for anyone who knows me, I'm not one for reading Christian books for women, but this one has kept me up late reading at night. Ok, back to caravans. So the author talks about the story of Joseph, and makes a point that just left me dumbfounded. I know, I know...we all know the story of Joseph. But she brought up a really interesting point about caravans. When we think about God's provision for Joseph, we think about the master plan: Joseph ending up in Egypt, the dreams, the prophecy, saving the country from famine, and eventually saving his entire family (Jesus would be the descendant of that family!). But the author rewinds to the moment when Joseph is in the well. His brothers have just thrown him in to die, and then here comes along a caravan bound for Egypt! It's that caravan that takes Joseph toward his calling in life. So here's the point...that caravan didn't just appear out of nowhere. The caravan set out for that journey long before it went by that well. God, in His amazing provision and sovereignty, sent the caravan on its way at some point before we even pick up the story at the well.

In the wake of these thoughts about caravans, I found a new TV channel here in Kuwait. I know, exciting. I came across a show in which the main character is a man who can see the past and the future when he touches someone or something. There's a profound moment when one of the characters explains that faith is believing when there is no proof. Now, I know what faith means, but in the middle of a dark and lonely country, it's hard to always have faith. It took a silly TV show to remind me that God often ordains His people to walk through the wilderness because it's in those dry and desert places that real faith is born. When fellowship and Christian music and theological discussions all fade away, we are left only with what the author of this book calls Mascara Worship: choosing to worship God through our faith and through our tears (hence mascara worship: the black streaks running down the face). So even though I can't see what kinds of caravans God is going to provide, my heart's desire is to continue my mascara worship, to believe that God provides even in the wilderness.


by Michaela Frantz


There’s  a  song  that  goes,  “I’m  coming  back  to  the  heart  of  worship,  and  it’s  all  

about  You,  all  about  You  Jesus.  I’m  sorry  Lord  for  the  thing  I’ve  made  it,  when  it’s  all   about  You,  all  about  You  Jesus.”  That  song  says  it  just  perfectly  and  it’s  taken  me  a   hundred  times  of  singing  it  to  realize  it.  Just  recently  I  have  been  listening  to/  reading   different  materials  that  have  really  been  speaking  to  me  about  the  purpose  of  life.  It   sounds  cliché  to  say  I  have  been  learning  the  meaning  of  life,  but  it’s  true  and  it’s  also   exciting!   The  bottom  line  of  what  I  have  learned  is  this:  living  life  to  the  fullest  means  living  every   moment  FOR  JESUS.  It  means  that  every  action  should  be  done  for  the  Lord’s  honor  and   the  Lord’s  honor  only.  It  sounds  easy,  but  trust  me  it  is  not.  In  fact,  it  is  impossible  to   achieve  that  in  this  lifetime  because  we  are  sinful  and  imperfect  beings.  BUT,  it  is  also   very  cool  to  me  to  realize  that  if  we  desire  with  our  whole  hearts  to  do  everything  for   Jesus,  everything  else  falls  into  place.  If  our  true  goal  is  to  honor  Jesus  in  everything,   then  we  will  automatically  trust  Him,  love  others,  and  seek  His  will  above  all  else.   You  see,  it’s  much  simpler  to  prioritize  following  Him,  than  to  always  have  focus  on   working  separate  areas  like  lying,  unkindness,  bad  attitudes  and  the  like.  I  am  often   convicted  of  certain  sins  in  my  life  and  it  is  important  to  work  on  those  individually  but   if  we  want  to  live  for  Jesus,  then  we  will  think  before  we  act  and  make  decisions  based   on  what  we  think  God  would  want  us  to  do.   I  really  struggle  with  gossiping  and  I  know  I  need  to  work  on  it.  I  try  and  I  try  to  stop   gossiping  but  it  just  doesn’t  work  and  I  get  really  discouraged  and  I  beat  myself  up  and  I   eventually  stop  trying  because  I  know  it’s  impossible.  Then,  I  decide  to  live  my  life  for   Jesus  and  Him  alone.  If  I  really  mean  it,  I  will  think  about  gossiping  before  I  do  it  and   realize  that  Jesus  would  not  be  honored  if  I  talked  badly  about  other  people,  so  I  would   try  not  to.  That  same  thing  would  apply  to  every  area  of  my  life. Not  only  would  my  choice  to  follow  him  devoutly  encourage  me  not  to  sin,  but  it  would   also  make  me  keenly  aware  of  His  will.  I  would  do  everything  I  could  to  stay  within  His   will.  I  would  follow  Him  in  every  part  of  my  life.  Galatians  5:22-­‐23  says  “But  the  fruit  of   the  Spirit  is  love,  joy,  peace,  forbearance,  kindness,  goodness,  faithfulness,  gentleness   and  self-­‐control.  How  much  simpler  can  it  get?  You  let  the  Spirit  live  in  and  through  you,   following  God  in  everything  you  do,  and  the  rest  will  fall  into  place.  How  cool!!

See  how  this  decision  changes  EVERYTHING!  If  you  mean  it  and  stick  to  it,  you  may   never  be  the  same.  Trust  me-­‐  it  is  the  best  choice  you  could  ever  make.


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felt  like  I  was  supposed  

other  women  and  saw  their   livelihood  and  the  grim  reality   of  their  lives.  After  meeting  the   women  and  watching  them  at   work,  Lynn  sensed  a  stirring  in   my  heart.  She  loved  the  hands-­‐ on  creativity  that  was  involved   and  said  that,  “It  felt  like  a  dream   project;  it  connected  really   deeply  with  my  heart.”  After  a  lot   of  consideration  and  prayer,  Lynn   decided  to  move  to  Central  Asia   so  that  she  could  minister  to  these   women’s  needs  on  a  daily  basis.  

to  start  praying.”  recalled   Lynn.  Little  did  she  know  the   journey  on  which  those   prayers  would  take  her.         One  year  ago  she  read  a   magazine  article  about   women  in  Central  Asia  and   a  small  [lame  was  lit  inside   her  heart.  Lynn  has  been   living  in  Europe  for  several  years  but   is  now  moving  to  Central  Asia  to   holistically  minister  to  women.   Across  the  ocean  another  [lame  was  being   lit.  One  of  Lynn’s  good  friends,  Annie,  lives   in  Central  Asia  and  ministers  to  women.   One  day  she  heard  a  knock  at   the  door  and  saw  a  middle-­‐ aged  woman  standing  on  her   door-­‐step.  Her  name  was   Fatima.  Annie  assumed  she   was  there  to  beg,  but  to  her   surprise  she  wanted  to  clean   her  house  for  pay.  Annie  wasn’t   by in  need  of  a  maid,  but  Fatima’s   initiation  made  her  think  about   how  she  could  help  women   earn  money.  

To Be A Blessing

Inspiration  came  in  the  form  of  a  purse.   The  colorful  purse  was  a  present  from   Lynn  to  Annie.  When  Annie  saw  the  hand-­‐ made  item,  she  knew  that   she  had  a  new  project.  She   went  to  the  local  fabric   market  and  showed  Fatima   how  to  make  a  purse   similar  to  Lynn’s.  Soon   several  other  women   joined  the  project  so  that   they,  like  Fatima,  could   support  their  families.   After  hearing  Annie  tell  her   about  all  that  had  happened,   Lynn  remembers  thinking,  “I   really  want  to  be  a  part  of  this…”  Later   that  year  Lynn  visited  Annie  to  see  the   project  in  action.  She  met  Fatima  and  the  

Courtney R.

The  reality  of  these  women  living  in   Central  Asia  is  harrowing.  Only  one  to  two   percent  of  women  own  identity  cards,  only   around  twenty  percent  are  literate,   and  [ifty-­‐four  percent  are  married   under  the  age  of  eighteen.  Past   dictatorships  have  had  grave   effects.  In  recent  years  under  strict   rule  women  were  not  allowed  to   laugh  or  show  any  feelings   publically.  Though  they  are   technically  free,  society  still  lives  in   the  past  and  women  are  captives  of   fear.  Though  the  situation  of   women  is  improving,  they  still  live              in  a  world  of  captivity.   Lynn  believes  that  she’s  been  blessed  so   that  she  can  be  a  blessing  to   others.  Her  hope  is  that  she  can   make  an  impact  on  these   women  and  minister  to  them.   When  asked  about  why    she   was  going,  Lynn  paused  for  a   moment  before  answering,  “My   hope  is  that  lives  will  be   impacted,  lives  and  then   families….  individual  lives   which  will  impact  families   which  could  really  impact   communities,  cities,   countries...”  Pray  for  Lynn  as   she  courageously  takes  a  step  toward   impacting  these  women.  


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Recently

I was sick and,

unfortunately, I had a lot of things planned for that week. The most important activity was a great worship and music training as I'm involved in a worship band. But because of my health, I couldn't go for sure! It was so frustrating, and confusing ! I kept asking myself "why would God not allow me to train to serve Him better and to worship Him more skillfully?" But guess what I felt God whispering to my heart? I don't need to be a professional musician or singer to worship Him the right way! John 4:23 says, "Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true Worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks." I just need to love Him and worship Him with all your heart! God wants me and He wants you to worship Him in Spirit and Truth! Now maybe you feel unqualified too. It might not be in music or worship, but in school, your job. Maybe it's for a ministry God has called you too. Maybe you feel pressure from others, your parents, or your teacher. Stop worrying and let the Creator and Caller prepare you the way He wants to! He will equip you for the tasks He's put you in charge of! Here's a quote I read recently: "God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the Called!" I hope you'll come to understand you don't need to be super -qualified to please our Heavenly father but that you can come just as you are with your heart open and honest before Him. Let's lean on God to prepare us for what is ahead of us.

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What was the inspiration behind Bloom? I love fashion and beauty magazines, but I have been disappointed at the content and the messages they are sending to young girls. I disliked the fact that girls like me were being urged to look a certain way so as to be noticed by their friends and boys. Bloom was inspired by a desire to create a magazine focused on modern fashion and beauty that deals with issues of the heart. It is aimed at Christian teenage girls, but modern enough to apply to their friends as well.

What’s something you’ve learned from your experience with Bloom? Working as co-editor is definitely one of the hardest jobs I've ever done, but it's been really rewarding. It's taught me to


manage my time a lot better and work hard to get things done on time. I can't tell you how amazing it is when I see a finished issue and all the work that went into it.

How have you seen God working through you?

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What’s your favorite part of working for Bloom? My favorite thing about creating Bloom is that I have a phenomenal co-editor who's very devoted to helping further the magazine's vision. It's a challenge of teamwork and the rush of meeting a deadline is actually quite exciting! But my favorite aspect of Bloom is that we have the chance to be a platform to other girls. We can show them that beauty is found not just in our appearance, but inside as well. We can show that it's ok as teenagers to be smart and articulate, even when the peer pressure says differently. We can show them it's ok to be ourselves, because God's opinion is really the only one that matters.

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Bible verses about...

Christmas “Therefore the Lord Himself will give you a sign. Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel.” -Isaiah 7:14

“And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying,"Glory to God in the highest,and on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased!" -Luke 2:13-14

“For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” -Isaiah 9:6

“For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.” -Luke 2:11

“And you will have joy and gladness, and many will rejoice at his birth, for he will be great before the Lord.” -Luke 1:14


What’s God up to? read how God is working in MKs’ lives around the globe!

God has definitely been teaching me that appearance and caring so much about what people think isn't as important as I make it seem. To make a long story short: on a missions trip to Ethiopia everyone got random challenges to help stretch our faith. Mine just so happened to be giving away half of my clothes and not being able to go shopping till christmas. I was at first devastated because not only was this going to be sooo hard but this also fit me perfectly. I was ashamed when my eyes were opened to how materialistic I have become and I think that through this God really wants to help to change my character. I realized that before this I would go shopping every weekend for 5 hours and buy so much, yet I complained about not having time for God and I complained about having no money for offering.     I decided that because I work so many jobs I won't be using this money on clothes so i decided to send it to an orphanage that I went to on a mission trip. This is a


HUGE step for me because I was so greedy with my money. 

-Susanna W. Zimbabwe/USA Recently my family moved to the States from Morocco, North Africa. I was really scared that people wouldn’t understand me and that the culture shock would be overpowering. I asked God constantly to be with me and keep me from falling into depression. Guess what? It worked! Not only did I make a lot of friends but they really seemed to be interested in my life overseas! Of course there were problems and drama, but hey, what’s life with out a little but of “interesting” in it? We found an amazing church, I already have some really great friends, we just got a beautiful British Black Labrador name Solomon, AND I grew closer to God. My Lord is amazing!

-Nicole C. Morocco/USA Whatʼs God up to in your life? Send me an email at notofthisworld.r2@gmail.com to be in a future issue!


Everlasting Father by Avery H.

Small snowflakes fell down outside as a young girl named Charlene peered out the frosted window. It was only a couple weeks until Christmas and this was the first snow of the season. She stared off into the distance as if looking for something. Then she returned to reading a book. Reading was her way of escape. No matter what happened in real life she could forget about it all and read fairytales; those always had happy endings. The sound of the wind blowing against the house filled the room rattling the house with an unsatisfied coming and going. It must be trying to knock down the house concluded Charlene

trying again concentrate on her book. Something didn’t feel right. The sky darkened outside as the faint sun slowly disappeared. The snow increased

and Charlene slowly saw it begin to build on the windows ledge. The grandfather clock chimed 7:00 pm. Her father should be home by now. She put down her book and went to search for her mother.

Maybe she is in the kitchen. Charlene found her mother preparing dinner. “When will father be home?” She inquired. “He should be home by now. Probably running a bit late because of the blizzard outside. Won’t be long until he gets home I’m sure.” Charlene’s mother reassured her; although she was beginning to get worried herself. Charlene was only nine years old but she could hear the worry in her mother’s voice. She knew her father was out there in that blizzard, and she knew it wasn’t good. She again sat down in the


living room and returned to her book. Thirty minutes later she heard the phone ring and jumped up to get it. Her mother motioned for her to sit and picked the phone up. It was a long while before she finally said anything. All she could choke out was an “I see.” At this point Charlene knew; her father was dead. Her mother began to cry as she set down the phone. Charlene ran to her mother, large tears rolling down her cheeks. The snow continued to fall as they wept bitterly. The clock in their living room chimed 11:00 pm. It was Christmas Eve and the house was silent. Charlene sat with her mother on the couch. They both stared into the fire blankly. The house didn’t smell of cookies like it normally did. The fire burned low, the Christmas tree seemed to sag. Christmas just wasn’t going to be the same without him. “Why don’t you read your book, Sweetheart?” Her mother said to

Charlene. Charlene shook her head. She couldn’t escape from what had happened. She couldn’t read about all those happy endings, because hers wasn’t happy. She decided to go to bed. She kissed her mother, mumbling a goodnight and crawled into bed. The next morning Charlene woke up and

“And He will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father” peered outside her window. The snow fell lightly and the ground was just covered. The sun shone brightly making everything with snow on it sparkle. She almost forgot about her father and raced downstairs to the Christmas tree. But once she got there it hit her. Her father wasn’t there drinking coffee, Mother by his side talking

quietly. Christmas music wasn’t playing softly in the background. There was no fire, and only a few Christmas presents were under the tree. Her face fell as she remembered the night her father had not come home to her. The night he had died so suddenly in the blizzard. She sunk to the ground and a small tear rolled down her cheek. Her mother came in just then and tried to cheer her up. “Let’s try and make the best of things Charlene.” She said, “Your father isn’t here, and these are hard times for us, but we must learn to let go and move on from what has happened.” Charlene sniffed nodding her head. Her mother wiped the tears from her face and they opened presents. Then they dressed for church. Charlene went very reluctantly into the front doors of the church. It seemed everyone was happy but her. Charlene followed her mother to a seat and they sat down. Soon, the service began.


Well this is boring. Why did we have to come to church anyways? Thought Charlene. She blocked out most of the sermon but suddenly something sparked her interest. “For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” exclaimed the pastor I have an everlasting Father? And he is my prince of peace? I can’t imagine that. Charlene sat pondering the words the rest of the sermon wondering what exactly they meant. Her father was dead. This must be my everlasting father. But how come I still miss my dad! If he is my Prince of Peace, why is he making me miss my Dad so much? Why did he kill him? On the way home she told her mother what she had heard. “God does everything for a reason Charlene.

We may not know why but it’s all part of his plan for us. You can be at rest sweetheart. Your Father in heaven is everlasting. He will never leave you.” Said Her Mother. Charlene began to cry. Whether they were tears of joy, sadness, or relief, she did not know. But she somehow knew that this was true. Even though her Father on earth had died, her father in heaven would never die. He would always be there for her, and everything he did was for a reason. When she got home her mother made a fire. She sat in the same chair she was in when waiting for her father to come home. But now she felt different. She wasn’t afraid, or sad. She felt at rest. She didn’t need to read her fairytale to escape from life. Life wasn’t a happy ending, but she now knew she didn’t need to run away from her fears, she had a God that would always be there. He was her Prince of Peace and Everlasting Father.


Joy by Courtney R.


“Count

it all joy, my brothers, when you face trials of various kinds, for you know

that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness.” That verse is really hard to live-out because, according to this verse, weʼre supposed to be joyful during our trials. Itʼs difficult to be joyful when your heart is breaking into a million little pieces. But whatʼs even harder is that James isnʼt just talking about the really big trials like a relative dying or a big move; heʼs talking about the everyday things, too. Too much homework? Count it all joy. A fight with your best friend? Count it all joy. A yucky cold that wonʼt go away? Count it all joy. Does all this mean we have to be happy when bad things happen? Of course not! God doesnʼt expect us to be bubbling over with happiness all the time. But He does expect us to be joyful in every circumstance. So whatʼs the difference between happiness and joy? Take a look at John 11. The chapter cuts straight to the chase and tells us that one of Jesusʼs close friends is on the point of death. The manʼs sisters beg Him to come save their brother and Jesusʼs disciples also urge Him to go. But Jesus doesnʼt go. He waits. He waits until itʼs too late. Of course, the manʼs sisters and His disciples are probably not only sad and confused, but a little angry. The sisters asked in faith for Him to come, knowing that He could save their brother, not to mention Heʼs a close friend. But He didnʼt come in time. He purposefully waited until it was too late. Most of you probably already know this story and you know how itʼs going to end, but one point of the story often gets skipped which might make sense as itʼs the shortest verse in the Bible. Verse 35 simply states that “Jesus wept.” He was genuinely sorry that His friend died. He ached just like we ache. He wasnʼt making jokes and laughing and acting all “happy”; He was sad. Fortunately, it wasnʼt Godʼs plan for Lazarus to die then and as you all know, Jesus resurrects Lazarus from the dead. But before resurrecting him, Jesus explains that heʼs performing the miracle so that more people will believe in Him. Nothing was in vain; God had a plan all along. When I go through difficult times itʼs easy to just pout and feel sorry for myself. God however calls me to be joyful. He calls me to be thankful that He has a plan and in that thankfulness rejoice. Joy is all about being thankful. Happy is a fleeting feeling, but joy is something real. Joy is something deep down inside of us that when it takes hold, it flourishes like a flower in blossom. Joy keeps you grounded.

This Christmas, slow down and choose to find joy in every moment.


Chocolate Mint Cookies the perfect wintery treat Ingredients: 1-1/4 cups flour 1 teaspoon baking powder 1/2 teaspoon salt 2/3 cup dutch-process cocoa-make sure to use dutch process for a rich/dark flavor 1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter, cubed and room temp 1/2 cup white sugar 1/2 cup dark brown sugar 1-1/2 teaspoons vanilla 1/3 cup milk 1 bag of mint chips

Directions: Preheat oven to 325 degrees F and line baking sheets with silicone baking mat or parchment paper. Whisk together flour, salt, baking powder and cocoa, and set aside. Beat the butter on medium-high until light and add sugars, creaming well. Add the vanilla and beat until smooth. Add the flour mixture in 2 batches, alternately with the milk in one batch, mixing well. Stir in the mint chips. Chill dough for at least 15 minutes. You can make the dough a few hours or 2 days before baking and it will be fine. Just wrap it up and keep in the fridge. Scoop the dough onto a parchment- or silpat-lined cookie sheet, press down on them slightly, and bake for 14-15 minutes‌for a normal size cookie. Let the cookies cool completely on the cookie sheet, they will set up as they cool. Store in an air-tight container, they will stay fresh for a couple of days. picture and recipe taken from www.twopeasandtheirpod.com


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Merry Christmas!

Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.

-C.S.Lewis.


“And you will have joy and gladness, and many will rejoice at his birth, for he will be great before the Lord.� -Luke 1:14


December 2010