God,
I spent a long time looking for you here, in Nepal. I couldn’t seem to see you in the temples or the people worshiping Buddha and Heidi Gods. I looked into the eyes of these young street boys who have been given a home with the beautiful christian families here and I had wondered how you might have changed them despite there continued disobedience and lack of listening ears and couldn’t wrap my mind around it. I couldn’t imagine that you were represented in the people beating dogs on the street corner or the crazy amount of young boys yelling where there bus was going and taking money at the bus stop. Where were you God? How could I not seem to find you for so many days?
I must have missed something all this time because I woke up one morning to you whispering in my ear the beauty of you creation. I saw children searching for your love in stone objects. I see men on the men trying to speak to me and know they see your love. I see people looking for your security on the street and and I see boys trying to find respect from people as they lead them to the places they want to travel to. In the boys you have placed in new homes I see you freedom, in there laugh and in there smiles, in there sarcasm and in the playfulness, the joy those boys have for life, I SEE YOU now. You created all of these people in you image and now I can see the looking for someone to call it out.
Let me be a daughter that calls your children into agreement with what you see in them. Give me you map to the gold in each of your children and teach me to dig it up and give it as a gift from you. You have great things in store for you children in Nepal and you want to raise then up.
Nepal WILL rise again, in the name of Jesus.
Your trusted treasure hunter,
Bethany Faye Wright
