Just when you think you are bigger than the place God has called you to, sickness strikes. Yes, I was thrown off my high horse and made completely vulnerable before God. I remember thinking death can only be a little ways away. As I lay there the first night, completely out of energy, strength and life, I thought okay God if this is where you want to take me down to, then so be it.
Disfigured feet
Their bodies withering away cause they have no control
Sitting around waiting for the next
Polite citizen to come and bring food or gifts
They praise their god thinking he’s the one providing
When really it’s the Almighty God that provides, cares and loves them.
If only they would lift up their eyes.
Open up their hearts
Know that there is a God that will never leave them.
Just believe, know and trust in Him and there would be an end to their suffering.
Small, tiny room
All squished inside just to spend an hour together
Singing praises to God and praying for healing.
Children smile and laugh
Oh how I love the sound!
But in the women’s eyes you can
See the pain and anguish, so deep
That you just want to say…..
If only you would lift up your eyes
Open up your hearts
Know that there is a God that will never leave you
Just believe, know and trust in Him and there would be an end to your suffering
A safe haven from the rejection of unwilling parents
Too poor to care for the life they bore
Instead these kids get a life with laughter and hugs
Not worrying about the outside Chaos.
They lift up their eyes, in thanks
They open their hearts, in praise
They know there is a god that will never leave them
They believe and trust in Him.
Praise God!
How marvelous you are!
The families in the slums want you
They want you
The children at Asha house praise you,
They praise you.
Lord, I need you x3
I want you x3
I praise you! x3