So, only 4 days left for us here in India. It has gone so quickly! This week has been very different from last week. We were put out of our comfort zones alot more, which is good I guess. On Wednesday night we were at Motherhouse organising our week of volunteering, when this French lady pretty much begs to voluteer for a ministry she needed help with. We'd been planning on seeing the Daya Dan children's Christmas play that evening, so we were reluctant, but she said "this is a once in a lifetime opportunity for a volunteer!" And we figured volunteering isn't volunteering unless you have to sacrifice something. So we said yes.
Its hard to explain this lady, Maruxa. She was fully of energy, but didn't explain things very well, so we had no clue what she wanted us to do for ages. But basically, she needed us to go out into the streets, covering different areas, and pass out cards to the rickshaw wallors (they are men who carry passangers in a carriage sort of thing for a living). The next day they were to come, with their cards, to Shishu Bhavan (one of the Missionaries of Charity centres) to recieve a Christmas present! She split Erin and I up and put us with more experienced volunteers (except that my guy, Olivier, had only been in Kolkata for one week! - i.e. less than me). So off Erin goes, with Guilarno (or somethingarather) and me with this lovely French guy. We walk out into the dark streets of Kolkata, armed with our cards, looking for richshaw wallors. Its funny how God is present in the oddest places, but I felt Him strongly that night. Seeing the happiness of the men when they got their cards told me I was doing His work, even if it didn't initially feel like it.
This week we've been working at Shishu Bhavan, a children's home for disabled kids. I have absolutely loved it. Erin was a little less enthusiastic when she first started, but is now much the same as me. I fell in love with the kids as soon as I walked in the room. I feel so strongly God's love for them, and when I'm caring for them, or making them smile, I feel God's presence. Its such a fulfilling thing to do. We sing to them and play with them and feed them and change diapers - basically just love them, however we can.
We had planned to go back to Love Calcutta Arts next week, Monday and Tuesday, (they're so busy this time of year). But we love Shishu Bhavan so much, we going to split our time half and half. We're also working there Sunday after church (cos even on the Sabbath the Lord's work doesn't stop, right?) On Monday night we're going to see the kid's Christmas play at another centre, and Tuesday we're having dinner at Peter and Leonora's after work. So we're pretty busy! We leave for Rome very late Wednesday night, but we have to check out of our guest house by 12 noon, so we're saving some touristy things for that afternoon. We're going to the Kolkata Museum, a market, and to this this big old tree someplace. Then we leave for the aiport around 11.30pm for our 20 hour journey to Rome woohoo!
Sunday mornings are not great for us. We've been to two different churches here, and are going to another one tomorrow. We're really missing our home church. We feel so unfulfilled... not from the lack of God, but just from a longing for a place to freely worship Him. We pray alot, and spend alot of time in His word. Sometimes I just go and sit with Him, which is amazing, but I'm itching to sing to Him, to lift my hands in praise. If guys could pray for God to take us to a place where we can worship, that would be awesome.
God has been very alive for me here in India. He has been teaching me, more so than I have ever experienced. He's been revealing answers to questions that have been plaguing me this year. It's as if He's been waiting for my ears and my heart to be fully turned to Him, so that I can recieve His words. He's been tearing things out of the depths of me, making me see myself the way He sees me. There are flaws in me that I know break His heart, but I am beginning to surrender these things to Him, and He is changing the very core of me. The more I let Him in, the deeper He goes. Sometimes it is excruciating - to see who I truly am. But He is a healing God, and I am in His hands. It's an amazing feeling.
"I am yours, and if you choose to cut me to pieces, every single pieces will be only all yours." - Mother Teresa
If you could be praying for our health, that would be good. Both of us haven't been well - not really sick or anything, but we have on and off headaches and sore tummies and sore throats and colds etc. Maybe its just the polluted air here, who knows? But prayer for that would be cool.
India has been a different experience for me than it has been for Erin. She loved it - pretty much straight away (as you'll have gathered from our previous blog). But I am much the opposite. When we first arrived I found it almost overwhelming - the poverty, diseases, the smells, the people staring, the mental driving, the HORNS (I get frights so easily, it felt like I was going to have a heart attack). Just walking the streets here is stressful for me. The other day there was a dead cat of the side of the road. There are flea-ridden dogs, and chickens, and pooping goats that just hang around the sidewalks. There are rats as big a cats (Erin will say I am exaggerating this, but she is lying and I am telling the truth. One ran straight at her feet the other day and she just casually stepped to the side, while I screamed and ran).
Indians can be very difficult people. They are 'friendly', i.e. they say hello, good morning, but this is more because we are foreigners and they are curious of us. But in general, they are hard to deal with when you come from friendly, helpful, considerate, (clean) New Zealand. There are dumps everywhere, the gutters have become rubbish-bins. There is no such thing as fresh air. You can hardly see a blue sky - it makes me sad that they don't have that kind of beauty here. People bathe in the dirty river, and at the water pumps on the side of the road.
Everyone tries to rip us off, thinking we are rich white people. People follow you for ages begging for money, but even most of the poverty is untrue, as we found out from the Motherhouse.
I say all this, but I would not for one second have chosen not to come here. I refuse to live my life sheltered in quiet and beautiful countries. We have been so protected our whole lives, everything is provided for us, and if it isn't - the government will step in and defend us. But people here suffer and are forgotten, they don't get love. They are pushed aside, because everyone is in much the same situation, so who is there to help? These are the people Jesus came for, these are the ones He ate with, these are the ones He aches for. And I ache for them too. God has broken our hearts for that which breaks His.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Day 29: Calcutta, India
So we've had just over a week in Calcutta, and I'm still not sure that I have the words to describe it. It's just so different from anything I've ever seen, or could even have imagined. We thought that after being in and experiencing Thailand, we might have at least a little idea of what India would be like, but turns out we were wrong. Being here is so eye opening. Right from when we arrived, driving to our guest house at 2am in the morning, we have been in awe of the way things are here. I still can't really get my mind around it. It's all so 'in your face'. The poverty, the disease, the desperation, even the people and smells and traffic. So different from home. The poverty is terrible. Everywhere you go there are people just lying on the street sleeping, or sitting on the sidewalk begging. You literally can't get away from it, which is very hard to handle sometimes. There are some things I hate (actually no not hate, but definitely am not a fan of) here, like; the blatent staring from guys on the street (they don't even try to hide it!); breathing in smoggy, pollutted air; the traffic and the endless sound of car horns. It's all pretty scary and intimidating, and I think Sinead especially is still coming to terms with it all, but for me, apart from those things, I really love it. I love just being here and seeing and experiencing things. I love that the people (especially the kids) are all so friendly and always say hello when you walk by. I love the food and the clothes. I love it.
This week has been great. We've spent our time working with 'Love Calcutta Arts'. The idea is pretty much that they take girls off the streets in the red light area and give them work, handmaking journals and cards and other bits of stationery. It's a Christian-based company which is cool, so as well as giving the girls a job, they have worship, and prayer time and Bible studies. We shared with them on Thursday night during their normal study time. It's been such a blessing to work alonside and get to know the girls and where they came from. They don't speak a lot of english (and we don't speak any Begali!) but somehow we've really bonded with them.
We're really excited to start at the Mother House next week. There are some people from the guest house who have been volunteering there, and really love it, so we can't wait. I'm sure it'll be very different from the week we've just had. But hopefully, as well as it being an eye-opener for us, we'll be able to really get stuck in serving.
Being here and seeing all this, I feel like my life is so comfortable. I live in my own little bubble in New Zealand, nothing ever goes too wrong for me, I don't have to struggle just to live, I know Jesus, I have a family and friends and church and an education. I am just so comfortable. And I'm sick of it. So I've been praying that God would tear me apart, turn my life upside down and break my heart for something that's worth the hurt. I want to be challenged. I want to be changed. And I want to be here and actually make some kind of difference.
This week has been great. We've spent our time working with 'Love Calcutta Arts'. The idea is pretty much that they take girls off the streets in the red light area and give them work, handmaking journals and cards and other bits of stationery. It's a Christian-based company which is cool, so as well as giving the girls a job, they have worship, and prayer time and Bible studies. We shared with them on Thursday night during their normal study time. It's been such a blessing to work alonside and get to know the girls and where they came from. They don't speak a lot of english (and we don't speak any Begali!) but somehow we've really bonded with them.
We're really excited to start at the Mother House next week. There are some people from the guest house who have been volunteering there, and really love it, so we can't wait. I'm sure it'll be very different from the week we've just had. But hopefully, as well as it being an eye-opener for us, we'll be able to really get stuck in serving.
Being here and seeing all this, I feel like my life is so comfortable. I live in my own little bubble in New Zealand, nothing ever goes too wrong for me, I don't have to struggle just to live, I know Jesus, I have a family and friends and church and an education. I am just so comfortable. And I'm sick of it. So I've been praying that God would tear me apart, turn my life upside down and break my heart for something that's worth the hurt. I want to be challenged. I want to be changed. And I want to be here and actually make some kind of difference.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Day 16: Chiang Mai, Thailand
This week we've again been helping Dan and Ange around the house. We've been finishing off the garden. It's looking good and we're very proud of it. We painted Ami's bedroom pink, and have just started on Chadaa's room. They think it is soo-ay - beautiful! We coooked them all spaghetti bolognaise on Friday night, and you wouldn't believe how hard it is to get all the ingredients here! But the kids enjoyed it so it was worth it. We've really loved being able to serve this amazing family. Even though these are small things we're doing for them, we know that they are servants of God, so by blessing them in whatever way we can, we are also serving God.
On Tuesday, we decided to go out on a prayer walk. We've been feeling pretty helpless, and ahough we couldn't even stop and talk to people, we felt we still needed to get out and do something. So we prayed. And kept our eyes open for the little things. We trust that God's Spirit is more powerful than our words anyway. Its funny how we see so much sin and suffering and Buddhism around, but at the same time we can also see God so clearly at work here. The people at Dan and Ange's church are amazingly passionate about bringing a nationwide change to Thailand (and Southeast Asia). Their vision is to see the whole country come to God, and bit by bit they are making it happen. We will definately be praying for God's will to be done here, and it would be awesome if you guys could be too.
On Thursday, Parachute Band came to Chiang Mai! They played in the back of a parking lot at a local mall. We even had a photo taken with Omega, and since he's from South Auckland too we're pretty much best friends now. It was a bit of home away from home, and a consolation for not being able to go to Parachute! Also, it was very cool when they sang How Great is Our God and all the Thai people knew the lyrics.
Yesterday we got the opportunity to go to an Akha hilltribe village. After a three hour drive into the mountains we were able to join them in their celebration of the firstfruits. They have this once a year, where they sacrifice the firstfruits of their harvests' (similar to what happened in the Old Testament). After the church service, these were auctioned off. The money they make all goes towards a Christmas feast they put on for the poorer people in their area. (This remineded us very much of the widow in Matthew 21:1-4) It was cool for us to see their culture and way of life, the way they do church and how their remote community functions. We got to share a (spicy!) meal with them and see them in their traditional Akha costumes.
It's been over two weeks now since we got to Thailand. And as you've heard, it's been... interesting, confusing, difficult, but also hugely insightful. God's been drawing things out of us and bringing to our attention the things in us he wants to work on. Even though we still don't fully understand why God has brought us here (we're still struggling with the language barrier and how we can serve the Thai community) , we feel like he has been preparing us for the things to come.
On Tuesday, we decided to go out on a prayer walk. We've been feeling pretty helpless, and ahough we couldn't even stop and talk to people, we felt we still needed to get out and do something. So we prayed. And kept our eyes open for the little things. We trust that God's Spirit is more powerful than our words anyway. Its funny how we see so much sin and suffering and Buddhism around, but at the same time we can also see God so clearly at work here. The people at Dan and Ange's church are amazingly passionate about bringing a nationwide change to Thailand (and Southeast Asia). Their vision is to see the whole country come to God, and bit by bit they are making it happen. We will definately be praying for God's will to be done here, and it would be awesome if you guys could be too.
On Thursday, Parachute Band came to Chiang Mai! They played in the back of a parking lot at a local mall. We even had a photo taken with Omega, and since he's from South Auckland too we're pretty much best friends now. It was a bit of home away from home, and a consolation for not being able to go to Parachute! Also, it was very cool when they sang How Great is Our God and all the Thai people knew the lyrics.
Yesterday we got the opportunity to go to an Akha hilltribe village. After a three hour drive into the mountains we were able to join them in their celebration of the firstfruits. They have this once a year, where they sacrifice the firstfruits of their harvests' (similar to what happened in the Old Testament). After the church service, these were auctioned off. The money they make all goes towards a Christmas feast they put on for the poorer people in their area. (This remineded us very much of the widow in Matthew 21:1-4) It was cool for us to see their culture and way of life, the way they do church and how their remote community functions. We got to share a (spicy!) meal with them and see them in their traditional Akha costumes.
It's been over two weeks now since we got to Thailand. And as you've heard, it's been... interesting, confusing, difficult, but also hugely insightful. God's been drawing things out of us and bringing to our attention the things in us he wants to work on. Even though we still don't fully understand why God has brought us here (we're still struggling with the language barrier and how we can serve the Thai community) , we feel like he has been preparing us for the things to come.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Day 5: Chiang Mai, Thailand
"Vindicate me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation; rescue me from deceitful and wicked men." Psalm 43:1
Sa-wut-dee ka everyone!
So we've been in Thailand for five days now. Its hot, but we are loving it.
Highlights so far;
We arrived in Bangkok on Saturday morning, after a nine hour flight from Melbourne. We walked out of the airport and the smog and humidity was crazy. We managed to find a taxi that got us to the Mo Chit bus station. Here's where is got interesting - no one spoke english, all the signs were in Thai, and we were half dead with our packs on our backs! But somehow we bought tickets to Chiang Mai, and we're able to call Dan to let him know we were on our way. Once we were on the right bus, it was heaven. Air-con, reclining seats, and incredible views of Thailand for ten straight hours. We were blown away at the beauty of God's creation. But we were also shocked and in awe of the poverty, the traffic, the culture in general. (Random fact: Thai people don't use their indictators!) Although it was a reeeally long bus ride, and by the end of it we hadn't slept for nearly 40 hours, it was fully worth it for the experience.
It has been such a blessing for us getting to know the Cornelius family. The love that Dan and Ange have for this place and the people and the children is just so evident in their lives. They are always looking for ways to serve and do God's work, even in the smallest of ways. And the kids. The kids are amazing, we are in love with every single one of them. They are all so loving and smiley and eager to learn new things. We don't understand half the things they are saying, but they are hilarious! Ami is the oldest (she'll be 10 in a few weeks). She is incredibly helpful, a little nutty, and very sweet. Then there's Wichai who is seven. He is very smart and loves to learn. Andre has gotten him into soccer, so at the moment he is obsessed with learning about all the different countries. He too is very sweet and always smiley. Next is Chadaa who is six. She is mischevious, gorgeous, and is always getting into trouble. Chadaa is the prayer (sometimes she'll just burst into prayer - it's the sweetest thing you can imagine). And lastly there is Suthat who is also six. He's very affectionate and loves to talk. He is always chatting away to us in Thai, so we don't understand a word of it!
On Sunday, we went to the International House of Praise with the whole Cornelius clan. This church is full of passionate missionaries from all over the world. We were so inspired by their love and hearts for the Thai people. We heard amazing stories of how the Holy Spirit is at work amongst them and their ministries. The amount of trust they put in the Holy Spirit made us realise this is something we lack quite a bit back home. The message was about being bold in our service to God, and we felt God telling us that that was something we will need to put into practice in the next few months.
On Monday night, Dan, Ange and Gabrielle took us to the red light district of Chiang Mai. We simply walked the streets for a few hours praying and seeng just how real the sex industry in Thailand is. We heard all the statistics but we couldn't really fathom the things that go on here until we saw them with our own eyes. We saw kids as young as four walking the streets by themselves trying to sell flowers. Their families are so desperate that this is what they have to do to live. So with streets lined with prostitutes and dodgey foreign men, you can imagine the things that these children are exposed to. Dan and Ange were telling us that these were the streets Ami and Wichai used to work til 2am, selling flowers. They told us about foreign men (and sometimes women) that come and offer kids like them money, toys or lollies to go with them. Hearing these stories, and seeing it all first hand has really affected us. And knowing that the kids we have come to know and love were once a part of this, made it all the more difficult for us to take in.
We know that God is here and His heart is really breaking for these people. It's hard for us because we just feel so helpless. We have been doing various things to help out around the Cornelius' house, but we are pretty certain that God has a bigger work in store for us here. So we would really appreciate if you could pray that this would be revealed to us soon.
"Send forth your light and your truth, let them guide me; let them bring me to your holy mountain, to the place where you dwell." Psalm 43:3
Sa-wut-dee ka everyone!
So we've been in Thailand for five days now. Its hot, but we are loving it.
Highlights so far;
We arrived in Bangkok on Saturday morning, after a nine hour flight from Melbourne. We walked out of the airport and the smog and humidity was crazy. We managed to find a taxi that got us to the Mo Chit bus station. Here's where is got interesting - no one spoke english, all the signs were in Thai, and we were half dead with our packs on our backs! But somehow we bought tickets to Chiang Mai, and we're able to call Dan to let him know we were on our way. Once we were on the right bus, it was heaven. Air-con, reclining seats, and incredible views of Thailand for ten straight hours. We were blown away at the beauty of God's creation. But we were also shocked and in awe of the poverty, the traffic, the culture in general. (Random fact: Thai people don't use their indictators!) Although it was a reeeally long bus ride, and by the end of it we hadn't slept for nearly 40 hours, it was fully worth it for the experience.
It has been such a blessing for us getting to know the Cornelius family. The love that Dan and Ange have for this place and the people and the children is just so evident in their lives. They are always looking for ways to serve and do God's work, even in the smallest of ways. And the kids. The kids are amazing, we are in love with every single one of them. They are all so loving and smiley and eager to learn new things. We don't understand half the things they are saying, but they are hilarious! Ami is the oldest (she'll be 10 in a few weeks). She is incredibly helpful, a little nutty, and very sweet. Then there's Wichai who is seven. He is very smart and loves to learn. Andre has gotten him into soccer, so at the moment he is obsessed with learning about all the different countries. He too is very sweet and always smiley. Next is Chadaa who is six. She is mischevious, gorgeous, and is always getting into trouble. Chadaa is the prayer (sometimes she'll just burst into prayer - it's the sweetest thing you can imagine). And lastly there is Suthat who is also six. He's very affectionate and loves to talk. He is always chatting away to us in Thai, so we don't understand a word of it!
On Sunday, we went to the International House of Praise with the whole Cornelius clan. This church is full of passionate missionaries from all over the world. We were so inspired by their love and hearts for the Thai people. We heard amazing stories of how the Holy Spirit is at work amongst them and their ministries. The amount of trust they put in the Holy Spirit made us realise this is something we lack quite a bit back home. The message was about being bold in our service to God, and we felt God telling us that that was something we will need to put into practice in the next few months.
On Monday night, Dan, Ange and Gabrielle took us to the red light district of Chiang Mai. We simply walked the streets for a few hours praying and seeng just how real the sex industry in Thailand is. We heard all the statistics but we couldn't really fathom the things that go on here until we saw them with our own eyes. We saw kids as young as four walking the streets by themselves trying to sell flowers. Their families are so desperate that this is what they have to do to live. So with streets lined with prostitutes and dodgey foreign men, you can imagine the things that these children are exposed to. Dan and Ange were telling us that these were the streets Ami and Wichai used to work til 2am, selling flowers. They told us about foreign men (and sometimes women) that come and offer kids like them money, toys or lollies to go with them. Hearing these stories, and seeing it all first hand has really affected us. And knowing that the kids we have come to know and love were once a part of this, made it all the more difficult for us to take in.
We know that God is here and His heart is really breaking for these people. It's hard for us because we just feel so helpless. We have been doing various things to help out around the Cornelius' house, but we are pretty certain that God has a bigger work in store for us here. So we would really appreciate if you could pray that this would be revealed to us soon.
"Send forth your light and your truth, let them guide me; let them bring me to your holy mountain, to the place where you dwell." Psalm 43:3
Sunday, September 13, 2009
2 months to go!!
"...but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint." Isaiah 40:31
Hi all!
So here we are, two months ‘til we leave! Crazy when we look back on the last six months, we've come so far. God has taken us on such a journey already, and we haven't even left New Zealand yet! Its cool how even in the planning stages of our trip God has taught us so much. On Sunday night, we found ourselves feeling so far from Him. We realised we'd been so caught up in everything that we'd begun to neglect our relationship with Him. We hadn't prayed together for ages. We felt weary and worn out. We just felt so... human. We decided that if we truly wanted this trip to be for God's glory, we had to include in him every step of the way. That means praying unceasingly. It means ‘letting go of the tennis ball’. Once we got God back where He belongs things started to happen again.
On Thursday, we got some awesome news. For awhile now we've had nowhere to go and work in Uganda, which has been quite a worry. We talked to our good friend Christian from the States, who went on his own round the world missions trip last year, and he told us about a community of mainly war refugees in Northern Uganda called Canaan Farm. If you've heard about Invisible Children, the people who live here are essentially from the same people group, the Acholi tribe. Anyway, Christian gave us this guy, Richard's email so we could get in touch with them, but he also mentioned that he often takes awhile to reply, since he probably doesn't have regular internet access. We sent him an email, not expecting a lot, but we prayed about it, and two days later we got a reply saying they’d love to have us come and see what God is doing in their lives! Let us just stress the fact that we were running out of time to pay for our tickets and our parents wouldn’t let us get them till we had a place to go in Uganda, so this was a huge answer of prayer for us. God has been teaching us a lot about His timing. The fact that we had to actually let go of our plans and give Him the control has been a spiritual learning curve for us. We’ve learnt that we will stray from God’s will if we’re not in regular communication with Him.
So, on Monday we’re going into Mount Albert to pay for our flights. We can’t even explain our excitement! It’s hard to believe that God has finally brought us to this point. We are so blessed by Him. But... we still have a wee way to go. We will be continuing to raise money for the rest of the expenses (food, transfers, hostels – who knew living was so expensive?!) So keep your eyes open for some very exciting fundraisers we have in mind! Also, if you could be praying for us that would be fantastic, these things specifically;
- Final confirmation from Uganda
- Protection
- That our relationships with God would be strengthened
- That we would have open ears to the Holy Spirit
- That God would refine our beliefs
We wanted to just say a big thank you for those who have been praying for us, supporting us, and getting on board with our fundraisers. It really has made such a difference!
Hi all!
So here we are, two months ‘til we leave! Crazy when we look back on the last six months, we've come so far. God has taken us on such a journey already, and we haven't even left New Zealand yet! Its cool how even in the planning stages of our trip God has taught us so much. On Sunday night, we found ourselves feeling so far from Him. We realised we'd been so caught up in everything that we'd begun to neglect our relationship with Him. We hadn't prayed together for ages. We felt weary and worn out. We just felt so... human. We decided that if we truly wanted this trip to be for God's glory, we had to include in him every step of the way. That means praying unceasingly. It means ‘letting go of the tennis ball’. Once we got God back where He belongs things started to happen again.
On Thursday, we got some awesome news. For awhile now we've had nowhere to go and work in Uganda, which has been quite a worry. We talked to our good friend Christian from the States, who went on his own round the world missions trip last year, and he told us about a community of mainly war refugees in Northern Uganda called Canaan Farm. If you've heard about Invisible Children, the people who live here are essentially from the same people group, the Acholi tribe. Anyway, Christian gave us this guy, Richard's email so we could get in touch with them, but he also mentioned that he often takes awhile to reply, since he probably doesn't have regular internet access. We sent him an email, not expecting a lot, but we prayed about it, and two days later we got a reply saying they’d love to have us come and see what God is doing in their lives! Let us just stress the fact that we were running out of time to pay for our tickets and our parents wouldn’t let us get them till we had a place to go in Uganda, so this was a huge answer of prayer for us. God has been teaching us a lot about His timing. The fact that we had to actually let go of our plans and give Him the control has been a spiritual learning curve for us. We’ve learnt that we will stray from God’s will if we’re not in regular communication with Him.
So, on Monday we’re going into Mount Albert to pay for our flights. We can’t even explain our excitement! It’s hard to believe that God has finally brought us to this point. We are so blessed by Him. But... we still have a wee way to go. We will be continuing to raise money for the rest of the expenses (food, transfers, hostels – who knew living was so expensive?!) So keep your eyes open for some very exciting fundraisers we have in mind! Also, if you could be praying for us that would be fantastic, these things specifically;
- Final confirmation from Uganda
- Protection
- That our relationships with God would be strengthened
- That we would have open ears to the Holy Spirit
- That God would refine our beliefs
We wanted to just say a big thank you for those who have been praying for us, supporting us, and getting on board with our fundraisers. It really has made such a difference!
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