What happens in Vegas: A Series.

Of course, we had to visit the famous Vegas sign. I thought it would be bigger, honestly.

The biggest, most earth-shattering thing that has happened to me so far in 2015, without a doubt, is a ministry trip I took during spring break to Las Vegas. I didn’t blog about it right away partly due to time constraints, but also because I just couldn’t find the words.

Now that I have some time, I think it’s valuable to share some of what happened. The week-long trip that I and about 20 Liberty students, undergrad and graduate, embarked on was in partnership with Grace City Church, a plant that Liberty sent out a few years ago with the mission of transforming Sin City into Grace City. (I didn’t make the connection until about halfway through the trip. I felt like such a blonde!)

Our schedule included a variety of projects, including canvassing neighborhoods with fliers for a block party, throwing that block party, reaching out to the campus of UNLV, evangelizing on Fremont Street, working with the public schools in the area, and learning about the ministries of the church.

We found clever ways to connect to the community at the block party. Here's my roommate Aly making a balloon animal--one of her favorite newfound skills.
We found clever ways to connect to the community at the block party. Here’s my roommate Aly making a balloon animal–one of her favorite newfound skills.

We prayed (a LOT), led people to relationships with Jesus (at least 40, by conservative estimates, though heaven rejoices for even one), forged lasting relationships with our teammates (who are now family), and even encouraged the church planters and YWAM staff we teamed up with.

Two of my teammates reaching out to two Muslim girls on the campus of UNLV.
Two of my teammates reaching out to two Muslim girls on the campus of UNLV.

I could write forever about all the unbelievable things that God did, but forever is a long time. Instead, I’ll be writing a few posts highlighting the lessons that I learned and the things that happened during my week in Las Vegas. So far, Here’s what I’ve written:

What happens in Vegas… spreads love throughout a college campus

What happens in Vegas… proves that God has won the battle

What happens in Vegas… when a bulldog teaches us about God’s love

I can’t wait to share with you some of the ways that God revealed His power. All glory and credit for what happened on this trip goes to Him. It’s truly the only explanation.

For now, here’s an excerpt from my journal toward the end of the trip.

Friday. March 13, 2015.

God has used me this week literally to rescue souls from darkness, wage spiritual warfare, cast out demons, and see the sick healed. I was talking to [name redacted] last night about how the things we have been praying for for years, months, and even this week have come to pass this week in more ways than we could have ever expected. I stand in awe: He has woven together my circumstances with everyone on this team and everyone here in Vegas to cause a serious spiritual uproar this week. Prayer has always been something I’ve doubted, but this week, I have seen with my own eyes how powerful and redemptive prayer truly is. Thank you, Jesus.

Stay tuned for more posts about what happened in Vegas. Because when God moves, it definitely doesn’t stay in Vegas. 🙂

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6 thoughts on “What happens in Vegas: A Series.

  1. Pretty awesome trip! Glad Christians are still getting into the thickets doing Kindom Work in this country. I have got to get more involved, there is just no excuse. Vegas mission makes me think of the show on tv, 8 Seconds. Have you watched? Gives me chills. A preacher goes undercover and witnesses to prostitues and gives them a way out. Ahhhmazing!

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    1. The awesome thing that I learned after this trip and is that we don’t have to go to somewhere like Vegas to have a huge impact. 🙂 I’m still learning all of what that means. And that show sounds incredible! I will have to check it out. I spent a weekend in Atlanta learning about a ministry that does something similar in downtown Atlanta–they go onto the streets and give roses to prostitutes with a card telling the girls that they’re valued and loved, with a discreet phone # they can call for help. Then when someone calls, the ministry goes and picks them up and puts them in a safe house. It’s so incredible!

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      1. This is true. We pass hundreds of people a week just on the street that we don’t realize that we are a true walking/talking ministry EVERY day. Even to our family: spouse, parents, kids, friends. We don’t have to go far that’s for sure.

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      2. Absolutely. Honestly, sometimes I think it’s harder to minister to family and friends than strangers. It’s messier, and it’s easier to just get complacent. I’m trying to learn to be the exact same person I am on ministry trips & outreaches in my day-to-day life… which something I can’t do without the Holy Spirit’s help.

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      3. That’s so true. It’s really, really HARD. Especially when soooo many curveballs that can come into marriage/family. Wow. Intense, that’s for sure.

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