This blog could go on for days, my thoughts seem endless
this month. However, to spare all of you the chaos of my mind I will get to the
point.
Blessed.
The pastor we are directly working with reveals Jesus to me
in a way I’ve never before experienced. The passion and dedication to Christ in
which he embodies pushes me further in my own walk every time I encounter him.
He truly prays without ceasing, and it’s moved me into a new realm of worship.
On top of non-stop ministry (Literally non-stop) he makes
time to sightsee bringing us to a place that truly humbled me. Feeling small
has never felt so good.
Giving.
Don’t just pray without ceasing, give too. Pastor Yesudason
and his surrounding community gave to the six of us immeasurably; from food, to
transportation, to a free (safe and private) place to stay, homemade gifts and
spiritual blessings-Makes me wonder if
missionaries are appreciated and loved this well when they come to America.
Numbers.
58 The number of cups of tea I drank (and finished) in 8
days
40 The number of meals I ate (and finished) in 8 days
11 The number of times I shared my testimony in 8 days
14 The number of times I shared the Gospel in 8 days
9 The number of home visitations I made in 8 days
17 The number of times I thanked God for each one of you
supporting me to be here.
Sending my love from KL. . . heading to Ipoh, Malaysia now
