Once upon a time there was a little boy. Let’s call him Bill. His father left his mother and their son because he decided he didn’t love them. His mother went mad so his grandmother attempted to take care of him. He ended up living a year of his life on the streets, where he learned how to steal. His life was a mess. Then his grandmother found an orphanage and made the best decision of her life. She left him with people that would love and care for him but most importantly that would show him the love of a father that he needed so badly. A few years later he met a girl. This girl fell...

This week was jam packed with unforgettable moments. On Sunday night I was feeling a little overwhelmed and just kept hearing the Lord speak. John 21:15-18 ” When they had finished eating, Jesus said to Simon Peter, “Simon son of John, do you love me more than these?””Yes, Lord,” he said, “you know that I love you.”Jesus said, “Feed my lambs.” Again Jesus said, “Simon son of John, do you love me?”He answered, “Yes, Lord, you know that I love you.”Jesus said, “Take care of my sheep.” The...

The boys home we are working at consist of 15 energetic boys who are always off on a great adventure to slay the Dragon(who is usually Jared) and to save the damsel in distress or a fellow brother who has been captured. Everyday the war rages on between the forces of good and evil and the fearless knights never reject an opportunity to take down the empire of the evil one. The other day I was watching Pritam run around the room taking down the enemy with all his “smooth” karate moves. He ran up to me and flexed his arm muscles to show me just how amazingly strong he is. As I...

A couple of weeks ago the entire team was sick with some sort of viral bacteria thing. It was pretty serious and a few of us had to go to the hospital. I never have seen anyone so sick before and when I got it, I was very fearful.  I was in the worst pain I have ever been in. I was laying on my bed holding my knees, crying out to the Lord. I cried myself to sleep and the Lord came to me in a dream.  He was standing in front of my bed looking at me with such compassion. He was looking at me contemplating what to do to help me. Then He bent down a little bit and moved His fist...

It was a Friday a couple of weeks ago now, that God put a story on my heart that I have known since I was a little girl: Peter walking on the water. I was preparing the devotional for our nightly prayer/worship meetings when God put this passage on my heart and began to weave it deep into my soul. Little did I realize that the devotional I prepared was more for me than anyone else in the room. The story goes something like this: (Matthew 14: 22-33) Peter and several disciples were out on a boat one night when a storm began. Earlier in the day, Jesus had left them to spend time with God, so...

So, I was just about finished writing this blog. It was about how “not much may have happened this past week, but I am SO looking forward to what God has planned next week!” As I was wrapping up that pile of churchy cheese, God put a story into my head. It was when Jesus saw the fig tree from afar and it looked ripe and fruitful, yet upon closer inspection it had NO fruit. Jesus then CURSED the fig tree, condemning it to bear fruit no more! I remember when I first read that story and thought to myself: “Man, Jesus really wanted some fruit.” But, as with everything...