Dear Vietnam,
I may have fallen in love with you.
In love with your beautiful children.
Hurting for the abandon ones, the disabled, the broken, and
unloved.
unloved.
Falling fast for your quiet boldness. Standing against persecution to proclaim the love of the Father…..bring
kingdom to your land……..risking all.
kingdom to your land……..risking all.
Loving your deaf community. Their passion for life, for love, and for just being accepted. They have a love for the Lord that is undeniable. To be amidst their worship stole my heart and
moved me to tears.
moved me to tears.
For all the long motto rides, on sunny days to the beach, or rainy
rides on the way to teach English…you were fun.
rides on the way to teach English…you were fun.
I loved sitting on the floor in the underground church, eating fish and
rice with the locals. Hearing their
stories of fearlessly fighting the persecution of “closed” countries, which
taught me more about my own faith and what I am called to do.
rice with the locals. Hearing their
stories of fearlessly fighting the persecution of “closed” countries, which
taught me more about my own faith and what I am called to do.
I loved walking the streets and praying and declaring things over your
country. Knowing that previous people’s
prayers paved the way for us to even be allowed into your country. Praying that our prayers would pave the way
for others to preach the gospels on the streets, and watch the walls come down
in your nation. For in that, our great
Lord showed me once again, the power in His name, and the importance in
praying.
country. Knowing that previous people’s
prayers paved the way for us to even be allowed into your country. Praying that our prayers would pave the way
for others to preach the gospels on the streets, and watch the walls come down
in your nation. For in that, our great
Lord showed me once again, the power in His name, and the importance in
praying.
I am pretty sure I ate more noodles then I could ever truly desire, I
passed on the dog meat, and wasn’t too fond of a pig leg in my soup…but it
makes for fun stories now. However much
I love you, I cant wait for fried chicken and mac and cheese days again : )
passed on the dog meat, and wasn’t too fond of a pig leg in my soup…but it
makes for fun stories now. However much
I love you, I cant wait for fried chicken and mac and cheese days again : )
I loved walking through your temples, with the beautiful architecture
and history, and down your ancient streets filled with colorful lanterns and
artwork.
and history, and down your ancient streets filled with colorful lanterns and
artwork.
Your people are beautiful, sweet, kind, and caring.
And I met some of the most incredibly awesome friends there.
I pray that as a nation, your hearts continue to soften. That His love would consume your everything, and
His light fill your streets.
His light fill your streets.
You quickly became one of my most favorite places, and hopefully I will travel back to you again one day.
Until then, I will just tell of your incredible stories…..
