Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Streams in the Wasteland


Only 2 sleeps left, and I'm not going to lie- I'm extremely ready to be home. I have absolutely loved this trip, but I'm also very excited and anxious to begin a new chapter of life and see what the Lord has in store. With two days left, I've obviously been reflecting quite a bit on this trip. This trip is different than what many would imagine I assume. We didn't come and build or paint anything. We didn't do VBS and have 20 people come to Christ, but we did love hard and planted seeds. We put Christ's love into action and are leaving the rest up to him. Even when we couldn't see, the Lord was working. He was at work when the slum kids requested to hear a Bible story. He was at work slowly softening the hearts of the women at the aftercare center. He was at work in every softly spoken prayer. He worked through every wound or illness that was treated. He worked through smiles and boisterous laughter. He worked through a sweet old Muslim auto driver that we got to share a little of Jesus with. He worked wonders through quiet time in the morning and precious moments spent  in community with our sisters in Christ. Joy, love, and grace bubbled over. There isn't one moment from this trip that I'll cherish forever, but rather a hundred tiny, seemingly insignificant moments.

Isaiah 43:19 says, "See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland."

This is what God's doing in India. He's making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland through the small moments that are full of love.  It's too easy to focus on the desert or wasteland instead of seeing all the moments He's in and standing amazed by His work.

He works through gospel Mehindi and child like joy.

He turns our sorrow into dancing.

He works through sweet time with new friends.
..and old.

He's our healer.




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