beauty

Beauty

I just cannot get
over how beautiful this country is. Most people who have ever been to India
would hear that statement and laugh hysterically. Rightfully so-it’s filthy, it
always smells weird, and the smog is almost suffocating.

But the Lord has
melted my heart for these people and this nation. Everywhere I look, I am
reminded of how dear these people are to my Father.

They are broken
people living in a broken nation. Even the kids we delight in everyday come
from backgrounds that would blow your mind.

“But God is so rich
in

 mercy, and he loved us

 so much, that even

though we were dead

because of our sins,
he

gave us life when he

raised Christ from
the

dead. It is only by
God’s

grace that you have been

saved.”

Ephesians 2:4-5

I have been
overwhelmingly reminded of what an incredible thing it is to be called a
daughter of God. If He hadn’t opened my eyes to His sweet grace thirteen years
ago, I would still be living in the same darkness that these people are caught
in. I praise God that not only did He rescue my life and redeem my soul, but
also He gave me a distinct passion for His people and graciously chose me to be
His hands and feet in India for this season.

My plea to the Lord
is that He would make Himself known to this precious nation. Especially the
twenty-four kids who have captured my heart. (I wish I could pack them all into
my backpack and bring them home with me in May.)

Hinduism runs rampant
here and is extremely difficult to break through. The kids even tell us that
they don’t believe in Jesus and are Hindu, though the Truth is taught to them
daily. My heart is broken for them.

 I SO desperately want them to know what it
means to live in freedom with Christ.

To have joy beyond
what they could ever imagine.

To be loved deeply
and perfectly by a Father who never fails.

To have
purpose-bringing GLORY to God through every aspect of life.

“I pray that your
hearts will be flooded with

light so that you can
understand the confident

hope he has given to
those he called-his

holy people who are
his rich and glorious

inheritance.”

Ephesians 1:18

 Ever since by faith I
saw the stream thy flowing wounds supply, redeeming
love has been my theme and shall be till I die.

A glimpse of the precious girls we get to pour into: