Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tonight will NOT be just another night on the pole. Tonight they are guests of honor.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Orphans of God
Sorry it has been so long since I have blogged. To be honest, we have been seeing, and doing so much and I've been having so many thoughts that I haven't known what to say on here. The first few days we were here we were waking up 6,7,8 o'clock in the morning ready to go. Lately, there have been a few mornings where it has been so difficult to pull ourselves from bed. We were talking with Bonita and she was saying not to underestimate the emotional toll this is taking on us. To make sure we're listening to our bodies and getting rest. Please pray for all of us to have strength from day to day. Some days I feel like I am just trying to process everything that is happening here; God is revealing new things to me everyday. I am changing. I feel less and less asleep. Made of different stuff than when I began here. I thank Jesus for the lack of distractions here when I do have those quiet times with Him. It's been beautiful, and something I have come to cherish. I am loving the conversations with Him, and His everyday renewal of inner strength, peace, and ever growing love and affection for the girls here.
Who here among us is without guilt or pain
So oft’ abandoned by our transgressions
If such a thing as grace exists
Then grace was made for lives like this
There are no strangers
There are no outcasts
There are no orphans of God
So many fallen, but hallelujah
There are no orphans of God
Come ye unwanted and find affection
Come all ye weary, come and lay down your head
Come ye unworthy, you are my brother
If such a thing as grace exists
Then grace was made for lives like this
O blessed Father, look down upon us
We are Your children, we need Your love
We run before Your throne of mercy
And seek Your face to rise above
If you want to learn to count in Thai:)...
Sunday, July 5, 2009
some more pics...
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
It Is Well With My Soul.
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
Refrain
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
Refrain
But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
Refrain
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.