“I don’t deserve this.” That was the thought running through my mind as 30+ cute little faces took turns hugging my neck. Tonight was our last night working with the boys of Remember Nhu, and my heart was overwhelmed. I couldn’t understand why God would even choose to honor me with such a blessing. I was expecting Thailand to be hard. I was expecting to minister to the women in the bars who had given up hope. I was expecting to be overwhelmed with the darkness. I was expecting to be wrecked. Instead, Jesus chose this month to pour His love over me and to show me hope. He blessed me with seeing the beautiful hearts of Remember Nhu. He blessed me by allowing me to help build another home that will help more boys of Thailand. He blessed me by choosing me to care for some of His treasure just for a short while. He blessed me by showing me that the love He has for me is a mirror of the love these kids have showered me with.
(Singing their goodbye song to us)
As we said our goodbyes, tears were streaming down my face. These sweet kids held tightly to my hands. They wiped away the tears from my eyes. They kissed my face and they said, “I love you.”
All I could see was Jesus…
“You are my beloved. I could not have chosen anyone better to love my children. It’s not that you deserve this blessing… It’s a gift I’m offering you. As freely as they gave you their love, I give you this gift.”
As the tears are streaming down my face, Jesus holds tightly to my hand. He wipes the tears from my eyes. He kisses my face, and says, “I love you.”
