At this moment, I am walking through a government orphanage. I am seeing….
- White walls.
- Wooden plank beds.
- Children without limbs.
- Some running up to us, smiling.
- Others shrinking back, afraid of touch, as we pray over each one of them.
There is….
- An albino little boy, left with a note on the orphanages doorsteps.
- A little one with a cleft lip. (Praying she is still there and has not died yet)
- There is a beautiful baby with long, dark, beautiful hair. She was found in the country, covered in ants, left where thankfully someone found her.
Then, there is that one. The one we prayed over. The one that was dying. Cold. Low temperature. The one struggling to live. A preemie.
She was the one I most fell in love with. When I held her the last day, her body temperature, finally increasing. I asked God for a confirmation that she would be o.k. The baby flinched a quick smile and then opened her eyes. Barely.
I mean, it’s even impossible digesting such a horrific schene, without the grace of God.
Yes, I am in China. My husband (thanks sweetie) has committed to posting this, since I am gone.
I will be back for next weeks UNITE, but please forgive the coming weeks silence at Rich Faith Rising.
Since this is UNITE. I wanted to share a little about the Chinese. Although their culture, government system, their traditions can be quite different from ours…..
The children there are still much the same. They long to be loved. Long to find hope. Long to fulfill their destinies. Much like us.
A simple smile brightens their long, methodical, predictable day. A touch says, you are loved. And a hug can literally transform their day.
These children rejoice in the simple. Broken crayons. Silly songs. Getting a seat at the table, before it is gone.
And somehow. Seeing them. Makes me think that just because they are a world away. Just because they might be trapped in an orphanage, with little hope and with only slim chance of escaping……
The child heart inside them is no different from ours. Do we remember what it’s like to be needy, vulnerable. Desperate for hope, longing for acceptance….a family to call our own?
And I am in China on faith. To be frank, the steps to take this trip have been pretty painstaking. The opposition has been enormous.
Yet, when God calls you, you don’t always get easy. Obedience sometimes reveals no earthly reward. Eternity in our hearts can at times, be the only gain. We don’t always have a guarantee that everything is always go our way….
When you follow God.
Yet, I am learning. The sacrifice of “yes”, is always worth the cost. The “I will” is guaranteed to lead us to a closer walk. With the Lord. And after a world coming up empty. After a lifetime of trying to fulfilled our own agendas.
That closer walk with God….becomes your great reward. All you want. All that’s really worthwhile in the end.
So, in a land of communism, religious persecution. In a land that can oppress women, and has been known to sacrifice it’s children.
Please pray for me?
- Pray I would be UNITED to His plans and purposes for me.
- Pray a grace is there (at this very moment) with me.
- Pray that His light would be what shines so boldly in and through me.
For really, no one ever gets over seeing: Kids tied up, bleeding, hurting, suffering, alone, untouched, forgotten children. Without parents…
I mean, it’s even impossible digesting such a horrific schene, without the grace of God.For, isn’t it only in and through Him and by Him and for Him that we can ever truly reach the world…..and pour out His unfailing, grace filled, perfect love?
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I loved reading your post tonight. I’m reading ‘Hudson Taylor’s Spiritual Secret’ who was a missionary to China, so I’ve had China on my mind and in my prayers. I will say a prayer for you too.
God bless your giving and compassionate heart as you minister in China.