Author: Adventures
Just How Far IS The East From The West?
I did a house visit this week to an area that is being
demolished by the government in order to make Goa more tourist friendly.
Thousands are losing their homes. This girl has been coming to Rahab’s Rope for
some time and everyone knows her. She’s beautiful. She has the deepest brown
eyes that make her perfectly straight, white teeth pop even more when she
smiles. She’s 20 and lives with her mother and two younger brothers. I’ll call
her Rene.
So Ashang and I cross the mass of garbage and rubble and
squeeze down through the houses, which are actually concrete...
Starbursts of Light
There seems to be an overall theme for this week. The theme being Light versus dark! I served at the flat with all the ladies who come in from the slums to sew, stitch, macramé, and learn skills to be able to provide for their family. While being there this week, we were able paint the workshop, making it come alive with color and vibrancy. The home for the ministry was transformed! After the paint job was finished, the woman came into class glowing because of the change, splash of color and life. The Lord used this to remind me of how we are that light...
They are clothed in strength
Women here endure so much. In this society, they are seen as the lowest of the low. They are unnoticed, unwanted, and unappreciated, yet they do so much and are so much in their families.
This week I spoke during nutrition, which is the main ministry we do in our slum with the women. On Tuesday evening, about 20+ women walked into the flat and sat down waiting to learn better nutrition and receive some nourishment from the milk we gave them. During this time, I spoke out of Proverbs 31 and encouraged them with the picture of the excellent wife. The Lord led me to tell them that like this...
Waves of Mercy, Waves of Grace
Rain. Who doesn’t love a good rain? It refreshes the earth y makes it smell clean. Well, not so in thr slums. In the slums it kind of makes a really muddy mess y little rivers of water that smells like poo. Anyways, as I was walking through this rain in the slum the other day, I watched the brown water going by my feet and I couldn’t stop thinking about the song we always sing with the kids, “Waves of Mercy.” Waves of Mercy Waves of Grace. At first it was kind of sung mockingly in my head, but as I watvhed the water get my feet dirty, the song started playing softer...
Waves of Mercy, Waves of Grace
Rain. Who doesn’t love a good rain? It refreshes the earth y makes it smell clean. Well, not so in thr slums. In the slums it kind of makes a really muddy mess y little rivers of water that smells like poo. Anyways, as I was walking through this rain in the slum the other day, I watched the brown water going by my feet and I couldn’t stop thinking about the song we always sing with the kids, “Waves of Mercy.” Waves of Mercy Waves of Grace. At first it was kind of sung mockingly in my head, but as I watvhed the water get my feet dirty, the song started playing softer...
