The Golden Temple 2

What struck me was the reverence that they had for what they believed. Most Christians here in America have a hard time getting on their knees in reverence to God yet over there they would bow their faces to the ground till their foreheads touched the ground to show their respect. I thought to myself, “ Why am I so lenient about what I believe? Why don’t I show such respect for the God whom I worship?” One word came to mind as I mulled over these questions...pride. I as an American have so much pride instilled in me since birth. I feel that I am above such humbling expressions. I have the right to stand tall. I have the right to believe what I believe and to do it in any manner that I please. In essence what I realized I had been telling myself for so long was I have the right to not revere God by humbling myself with outward actions. That conclusion brought me to yet another question. If I know I worship the true and living God how much more should I yearn to worship and revere Him with everything that I do and in every action? They worship with everything they have in them. They bow down to the earth in reverence of their god. Why won’t I do the same for Christ?

At The Golden Temple 1

India is known for its land marks and wondrous structures such as the Taj Mahal, the Golden Temple, and so many more but for me India is so much more byond that. I was able to see these tourist centers but I asked God to show me something different than that which meets the eye and when you ask God to show you something you’d better be ready for what comes next. What golden capped building, what marble paved walk way, what splendor of man and that which he has built can cleanse you...save you? These questions plowed through my mind as I walked through these places that are admired by the world and revered by the natives. The Golden Temple made me think and eventually made me weep. To see so many people bowing towards the temple bathing in the water that surrounded it hoping to be washed clean of their sins. Here I stood watching all this knowing what these people need wanting to proclaim to them the truth of Christ yet I couldn't. I was not in America where we have our “rights” to be able to say what we want, where and how we want. I had to stand by as the multitudes stood in line for hours waiting to enter into this temple to pray and be cleansed. There were so many also standing in line to bow and pay homage to “saints” that had died protecting this sacred place. It blew me away it really did and I felt so helpless to reach out but God had other plans.

To Be Continued...

REJOICE!!!

Rejoice in the Lord because today is a new day! Praise Him for He has given us yet another day, another chance to serve Him and reach the lost with the good news of Jesus Christ. Be glad in all things for Christ is our king, Abba Father, to whom we can speak freely without a priest or sacrifice. We may run to His arms and find refuge in His love.
Today is wonderful because it is a gift. REJOICE!!!

I can't believe it's SNOW!!!!!

so you would think that Snow in Febuary woud be a normal thing right? Yah well not where I live. Here in Texas snow is a delicasy and guess what...IT SNOWED TODAY!!!! granted none of it stuck but the fact that ther were huge flufy flackes of snow falling from the sky was AMAZING!!! I was at work when it started and had to sit through training while the rest of my department went outside to enjoy the wonderful gloriouse snow. but all is well because my boss had mercy on my and let me go out as well. It was SO MUCH FUN!!! ok so some of you may not think as much but I had a blast just standing out in the falling snow.

After Delhi

Now that I have had time to think on it I thought I would tell you more of my trip to India. there is so much that I wish I could say but so much that is in hy heart that words would not be able to describe. Anyway after Delhi we boarded a train and traveled to a bible collage. the things that I heard there were so encouraging and they put my faith to shame. I heard the testimonies of some of the young girls that were studying there some not any older than me and yet they had been threatened with death for their faith in Christ. they had been driven out of their unbelieving homes and were shunned by their families, friends and entire villages, yet they stood strong for the because of Christ. how little any of my trials seemed. how minute any of my troubles that I had faced on behalf that I was a Christian. I realized what a privilege it was that I could talk to my parents about anything, my faith, my life and they would listen and help me in any way they could. It struck my for the first time in my life what an amazing privilege it was to have Godly parents that guide me from things and urge me to seek out Gods will in everything. I had disliked so many times that they had told me no on issues and wouldn't let me do things that I had wanted to while I lived at home and now looking back I was so glad that my parents were there for me all those times. I couldn't imagine not being able to talk to my siblings whenever I wanted or to watch my niece grow old but that is what these girls in India sacrifice so that they can fallow the call that God has placed on their life. being able to talk to them and really spend time with them was such a blessing for me in so many different ways. I hope that one day perhaps, God willing, I will be able to talk to these girls again but until that time I will pray for them and I ask you to do the same. Pray for all the young Christians in India and ask God to give them strength through everything and in every situation to stand strong.

Entering India

As I said in my last update I had just returned from India and so I will begin today with a series of recollections, memories, different things that God thought me through my time there. There was so much I really don’t know exactly where to begin. So many people, so little hope in their eyes. One of the things that struck me first was as we drove through Delhi I saw two men sitting on a fence just staring off into the distance. I wondered what they might be thinking of. Did they care what happened to them tomorrow? Did they believe that their gods would listen to them, answer them? It made me so sad knowing that these two men were lost crying out to their own gods deaf and dead as they are carved out of stone and wood. I wanted to jump out of the car and tell them about Christ but what would I have said? I couldn’t speak their language even if I could where would I have started? No, my place was to pray, to cry out to the one God who would listen and answer on behalf of these men and so many others that I saw daily.

Before the Memoirs

Ok so I never informed all of you that I was headed off to India about three weeks ago but I am here now telling you that I am back J I am still trying to get readjusted to the time change and food and all but for the most part it is going well. I am back at work and trying to get back into the swing of things but my mind still cant quite get the fact that we are in AMERICA now and not in India. The weird thing is just a few days ago I was in a tropical rain forest and now I am in a windy cold icy Texas. Very strange. Any way I really should get going, I just wanted to give you all the heads up and in a few days I will start posting stories with pictures and all.
God Bless.