The Ladies of Light and I found ourselves in a small tibetan town with no contact.So we had to do creative ministry. Figure out where things were and introduce ourselves to the locals. We did very well thanks to the strong determined leadership of Ashley Edwards. However, the language barrier was very evident. We were challenged as to how we could minister to the people or spread the word. Yes, Christianity is illegal here but that seemed less troublesome to me than not being able to even speak to the people. I knew if I got caught preaching the gospel Id just get kicked out of the country. I feared more coming all the way to this country and not doing what I was called to do. I prayed asking God "how am I going to do this?" Oddly … I trusted God with my safety and protection but not with an idea or reasources to make ministry happen.
Every day Shannon, Maggie, & I would walk to the monestary.Then alongside all the buddists we would walk their prayer walk. We prayed to Jesus though 😛 … We prayed for the people that they come to hear of Christ. We prayed that God would find a way to speak to these people. Buddism is all they've ever know or been taught. It took us about 2 hours everyday. I would pray for each person that would make eye contact with me along the way. Id let my hands graze the walls of the path and pray for the monestary and this path. I prayed God would speak through me somehow. I thought maybe my presence, joy, and light will trigger their curiosty
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Half way through our walk (alongside a mountain) we would climb up, sit, and pray. From the mountain side we could look over the whole town and monestary. It was a beautiful place to have a conversation with God. My conversations with him always started with thanks. I felt so blessed to be able to sit on the side of a mountain in China. I prayed for my supporters, family, & friends. God showed up … it was amazing! Right on time everyday he was there. I would feel cold and the sun would come out and shine on me and warm me up. I was there in that spot at the same time everyday and everyday God came. A kitty found me there everyday … same time … same place and nuzzeled/ played with me. I asked God "What do you want me to do here?" or "How am I going to share you when I cant even communicate with the people?" Then also everyday (like clock wore) when it was time to go, this guy (pic below) would show up and head butt me if I didnt leave. Honestly, I could have stayed up there forever it was amazing. God spoke to me through the natural beauty (weather & animals.)
During one of my days mountian side with Shannon and Maggie. Shannon exclaimed with frustration and passion "I just want to shove pieces of paper in all the cracks in the walls!" I thought it was a great idea. That night i fell asleep and God woke me up. God likes to talk to me either through dreams or wake me up with heart pounding visions. This night it was visions. I saw little scrolls. They were red, wrapped with money, and tied closed with a gold ribbon. I knew I had to make these and, like Shannon said, place them through out the monestary walls. They would be beautiful and wrapped with one yin so they would grab attention. Inside I would write scripture. They would be so pretty! They would invoke the persons curiosty to know what it said. Prompting them to hold on to it and discover its meaning and ultimately Jesus!
At this time I had very little money. However, God supplied the money, materials, and even the Yin I would need to make them. They turned out just like I had envisions. I also learned how to write "Jesus Loves You" and wrote it at the bottom of each scroll. Then Shannon, Maggie, and I placed them in the walls, in the hands of beggars, and in the hands of the beautiful women who were drawn to us. I placed one in a monks boot. They leave their boots outside the temples when they enter. I placed my very first scroll in the offering dish in a temple (it had a yin on it … LOL) ill admit I was a little afraid they would see and I would get in trouble.
I prayed over every scroll. I prayed for the hands they would come into. I thanked God for the mission and the ways He would use my scrolls in this community. I made and we passed out 80 of these …
Two of the women I handed them too …
