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whisper a prayer

In a just over a week, I will find myself once again on a plane to Alaska.  There's something just as exciting this third time around as there was on the previous two trips...an element of the unknown, I guess, helps keep it this way. 
I have to say that the greatest impact my mission trips to Alaska have had on me has been in my prayer life.  Prayer is powerful...not only for the ones being prayed for, but for those who praying.  Time and time again, God has answered the whispered prayers of my lips in most impressive ways.  God has shown Himself to be great, merciful, and a God of  "the little things in life" in the ways He has answered the prayers of His child who loves all things Alaska. 
Prayer has kept Alaska very real to my heart.  Those I've met, played with, served, I hold dear and pray for everyday.  And, for those who still need to hear about God's love and His Son, Jesus...pray that they hear the Truth from us and believe in the One true God. 
If you are reading this, I challenge you to whisper a prayer for the people of Alaska and for those serving on mission trips there throughout the year.  Pray for me this year as I go and serve on staff with GraceWorks for two weeks.  A new adventure awaits and I cannot wait to see how God is going to answer our prayers this year!
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  1. What a great video! I have a friend that went to Alaska to intern for 3 months and ended up staying for over a year. I think it would be cool to share the love of God in the midst of His raw creation.

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