One morning I was headed to the squatty to go to the restroom. The 8 little girls who our host family are taking care of. They stopped me and said “wait one minute” they typically say that is someone is either showering, cooking, or going to the restroom because it is all in the same general area. But it really helps for us so we don’t accidently walk in on someone. So while I was waiting they said “ Sing an action song” with that they mean a song and do actions so we normally do Father Abraham. But I really had to go to the bathroom but I just had to stop a moment and just do what these precious girls wanted for a short while. I couldn’t say no to them. They cling to me. These girls have gone through so much in their very short lives than I’ve gone through in my 21 years of living. They have either lost a mother, a father or both. Yet, they have more joy in their hearts than most people I know. They have the ability to brighten someone’s bad day. They are a great example of “You can have the world but give me Jesus” There’s something that I have learned from these girls. Whenever anything in life gets thrown at you, We are still need to Glorify God in that. When we arrived at the beginning of the month we were prepared to sleep in our tents on the side of the downstairs building below the church. We saw bunkbeds but we knew that there were 8 girls coming home from school shortly and this was their home. These were their beds. So we told our host that we are okay with sleeping in our tents. But with their big servant hearts they gave up their bunkbeds and their home for 7 Americans they had no idea who we were at the moment. The moment they got home in a school bus they moved all of their belongings the very little that they have to another room where they were to sleep on the hard cement floor. Even though they are so young they know the true meaning of what it means to have a servants heart for other people whether that means giving up your bed or just helping out with the needs of the family when most adults struggle with that concept. Each one of them have either lost a mother or a father. So this family has been their caregivers because in India if there’s only one parent living being a single mother or father can not be enough to support a family with work and staying with the children. Every single girl except for one girl has been visiting their family this past week. Songina, the one is left behind because she has no family to visit. It shatters my heart to think that both her parents have died and she is only 8 years old. I am so proud of her. Her parents are looking down at her right now with a big smile on their face, God is proud of her. If I could I would adopt her as my own child. She has the most biggest heart I have seen in such a tiny individual. She is beautiful. Her laugh and smile is contagious. I love her. I love her tremendously. Like many of the children that I interact with. Some children who fight over who is going to hold my hand and then there’s 10 children hanging onto my shirt and one child holding onto every single finger.
Since being in India we have had evening ministry in all different villages. We go to the village to start out with home visits to pray over people usually for healing for fever, body aches, and chickenguni which is a bone disease. We can be available to pray for all these prayer requests like woman to be pregnant, praying for bananas, praying for health, praying for vehicles, praying for cattle, praying for chickens and so on but God is the only one who has the power to heal. Since everyday we go to a new village we usually have to drive through the town on a tuk tuk. The town is crowded with people, But in the sea of dark skinned people. For days I always would try to look for this certain person that God has placed on my heart. It’s this man who is unable to use his legs at all. So he basically just drags his body against the dirt to move. He is in the middle of town and no one is helping him? I have no idea what he needs. Who he is. Or his story. He may just need food, he may just need someone to tell him that he is loved by the Heavenly father. It breaks my heart to see his condition. But not really an option to stop the tuk tuk for me to get out show Christ’s love to this man because our ministry contact is on a mission to get to our ministry site on time. Which is so hard for me to comprehend. Sometimes people are so determined and have a plan and we have to stick to that plan and we forget about what is right in front of our faces. We are blinded from the people who are in need of help the most. Those people who aren’t necessarily in our plan to minister to, But if we don’t who will? Will anyone do it? Who will go up to that man dragging his body on the dirt to move anywhere if I can’t? If I don’t then maybe he will never hear about Christ if He’s not a Christ follower already. He will never hear how much he is loved. There’s something so beautiful about him, while some people may look at him a different way. They may just see some object who is worth nothing. But God thinks differently of Him. He is a stranger to me but so close to my heart, He is God’s child. He is worth it. He is valuable. He is worth dying for that is what Jesus did on the cross.
God, I pray for this man.
I don’t know him.
But you know Him by name.
Be with Him, I haven’t seen Him for a few days
Show him that you are there with Him wherever he goes.
God show me what I can do for him if I ever see Him again.
I thank you for Him. Whatever his life looks like and wherever he is at with You
I pray that He knows you and whatever he is doing right now.
That he is safe and protected
No one will bring harm to Him
Show him Your love and the love that you have for Him.
Bring someone to him who speaks the language and can actually have a conversation with Him
God if you allow me to see Him again, Show me where he is at, Whether that is still on the streets or somewhere else. Show me Lord. And I will go to Him. Amen.
There’s so many people outside of the villages that we’ve been to who need Christ too. Sometimes it’s difficult to be under a ministry and just go along with their ministry plan. But it’s also a huge blessing at the same time. You do things that get out of your comfort zone and through that you see God do some pretty cool things. There’s some days that it is hard for me to not have the freedom to do anything to help people in this town. That is probably one of the hardest things about India. I can’t just walk anywhere I want by myself, I have to be in a group of at least 3 girls or with guys, Our ministry this month is set. we go to a village and pray for people in the evening. I know that is so important but there’s some days when I want to do more. And then there’s days where I don’t even want to go out for ministry that day to do what we’ve been doing for the past 2 weeks.
Maybe one day God may send me to a country to live and start my very own ministry and be that person to be available for people there at anytime of the day, to take in children who are orphans, to love that person right in front of me, to feed the hungry, clothe the naked, get children into school, help people get the medical care that they need to survive. Just simply be available. Do anything that God has called me to do. This is one of the biggest desires that I have had for my life. And I know that God has placed it on my heart for a purpose. I’m unsure why he would place that huge responsibility on my heart but he has. And I am willing to live that life. I’d give up shopping with friends to buy a new outfit that costs $70 when I could be giving a starving child a meal for months at a time, or buy them an outfit and shoes when they are walking barefoot and have torn up shirt that is just hanging on their body with a thread, I’d give up looking cute, give up parties with friends I’d have to give up so much. But all of that is nothing to me if it means that I can do so much more in life than just living the comfortable life in America.
God continues to wreck me for His people who need help not specifically in India but everywhere around the world. I can’t just not do anything about it. These people who are starving everyday, dying everyday because of sickness because they are unable to get the medical treatment they need, teach women how to make necklaces, bracletes, handbags to sell in America in order to have an income coming in, or parents who don’t have enough money to send their children to school and that just causes poverty. These people are God’s children.
