To Damoh we go!!
Hey family! This is a little difficult because there really is no way to write what we’re experiencing right now, but here goes… We’ve been so blessed today, so much so that I feel that I speak for all of us when I say it has changed everything. We arrived at the “Children’s Palace” somewhere around 4 this morning. We haven’t really slept since, but there is so much excitement that nobody wants to rest.
We were able to attend a chapel service with the staff here at CICM (Central India Christian Mission) this morning. David addressed our hosts and spoke a brief message that shared our hearts with them. They were truly grateful and blessed by it. He explained that through them, we have been able to understand what it means to see hope rise and darkness tremble. In the past few days, we have been in and out of hotels, cities, and temples in a country that is spiritually oppressed. It has been a struggle to just see the darkness through the glass windows of a bus without ever living in it. Walking onto the campus though was like nothing I personally have ever experienced. The presence of God is so heavy…We’ve been able to see first hand the fruits of work done here at the bible school, food ministries, and nursing school and have heard so much more. It’s overwhelming.
The kids though…the kids are to die for. There are no words to explain what we see in them or what happens to your heart simply by being around them. It’s like you want to explode with delight and tears at the same time. My heart is broken to know that by the age of 5 they have suffered what I will never know in a lifetime. It destroys me to think about the persecution and poverty that they will experience as adults. But their faith is HUGE and their joy overflows in laughter and singing. In their beautiful eyes, you see the hope that they find in their Jesus. I can’t describe it, but I just keep thinking, if this is how we feel in the brief moment we get to spend with them, how much more does their Father love them? He is taking such good care of his children. Gahhh!! No words.
Pastor Joel says that I can’t pack them in my suitcase, but if we can’t take them I don’t know how any of us are ever going to leave…
