Saturday, June 29, 2013

The Border and Beyond



 About two days ago my team and me left the city limits of Kathmandu, Nepal and began our 10 day journey out to the border towns of India, the city of Chitwan and Pokhara. We all loaded up on a bus for about a 130 mile trip that would take us between 5 – 8 hours due to the roads and the mountain terrain we would be driving through. The scenery was incredible y’all. It was such a fun adventure to get out of the city life and explore God’s creation. I have been enjoying every minute of this transition in our trip. The car ride was extremely long and we used squatty potties along the road sides as well as ate the local food from the food stands when we got hungry. As long as the ride was there wasn’t a dull moment with my team and God along for the ride. We have such a lively bunch and that is such a blessing. Each team mate of mine is so beautiful in the way that God made them. We were laughing, playing games, and telling stories the whole way. A few of the highlights from this car ride were getting to see God’s glory in his creation and also getting to hear one of my team mates testimonies. It is always such an encouragement to see how God seeks us out, finds us and rescues us from all that we cannot. I was reminded of how big the cross is and how good our God is to send us his only Son. WOW – JESUS.

As we approached the end of our road trip we finally had reached the India border but all the monitoring stations (where they check for traffickers and trafficked victims) were closed for the night so we found a lodge to stay in and needless to say it pushed all of us out of our comfort zone. I realized for the first time on our trip as our team leader prayed for us before bed that I needed to be thankful for having a roof over my head no matter what the conditions are. This lodge/hotel was the roughest conditions we had stayed in yet and I think more than the actual quality of the conditions, the idea and feeling of being on the border where over 10,000 girls are trafficked annually left me with a deep churning feeling in my stomach. The reality was y’all that a girl or multiple girls who had been trafficked more than likely stayed in the same room I stayed in that night. They most likely cried themselves to sleep and dreamed dreams that would never come true in the same room I slept in. That made my heart hurt and my spirit cry out to our Father. The weight of the issues we are learning about here are so heavy and something I definitely cannot carry by myself. After lots of prayer and telling stories with my room mate for the night my head hit the pillow and I rested in the Abba’s embrace.

In the morning we woke up and headed to the border monitoring stations and to the offices to visit and meet the real modern day heroes who are doing the ground work in this anti-trafficking movement day in and day out. After the long night and feeling the heaviness of the sex trafficking going on in this area I caught a glimpse of God’s glory in the morn. We ate breakfast up near the roof of our hotel/lodge and as I was praying and thanking God for keeping us safe and for lifting my burdens through the night I spied a beautiful green luscious tree and it was full of the most gorgeous spectacularly white birds I hadn’t seen ever.  I couldn’t believe there was such glory and beauty among all the brokenness and filth and horror in this town. It was as if the Lord was clearly reminding me that he was near and its in his hands. It was incredible to see the work they are doing and to hear their stories and struggles. I’ve never been more inspired. One thing that has been really really eye opening is that this work is not in the hands of westerners – it literally is the Nepali local churches who have teamed up with THI and are doing all the work on the ground and that is also the only way I could be effective. Yes – it’s been a bit of a humility lesson for sure – to realize that I can’t be the one out there on the field – I would draw too much attention and yes I am not as in tune with the culture and never will be as much as a Nepali person is. God is definitely using my gifts and the THI staff’s gifts to help operate the whole organization but it’s been really extremely eye opening to see how things really work and function.

After we wrapped up at the border half way through the day we headed on to our next city – Chitwan. This place is gorgeous. It is where some of the children’s homes are located and it is also home to some of the biggest national parks in Nepal. Yes y’all that means wild and beautiful elephants. My dreams are coming true. Had no idea but we get to ride elephants and do a bath session with them. I am officially loosing my mind. Its really awesome the joyful things that we get to do in the midst of learning about these really hard and oppressive things. I’m extremely impressed by the way the trip has been planed out and is perfectly balanced. God is good. Churh today – because they do church on Saturday’s here – was 3 hours long. It was mind blowing, all in Nepali (I have been taking Nepali language classes but not enough to understand the whole sermon haha). It was so wild to see the fire these people have for Christ. I am asking God to truly burn in me the way he burns in them. They never want to stop worshiping and never want to stop praying. Please Give me some of that God!! So encouraged by these brothers and sisters.

God is stretching me and teaching me so much. It really is so hard to put it all into words. The best way I can describe it maybe is through this vision God gave on the bus while we were traveling a day ago. As I was looking out the window there were all of these dried up river beds where the rocks had overtaken the land and the water had been sucked out. These rocks were left so thirsty for water and I heard God telling me that he is coming like the rain, he is going to saturate each and every dry river bed in my heart that I feel like he hasn’t touched yet with his love and grace. He is pouring out more and more of his spirit over me and revealing the depths of his heart to me and it will be like streams of living water that will flow in and through me and then in and through those I encounter – on this trip and in life always. I love God and all he is doing and all that he is. I know his heart is for me, it is for Nepal and it is overflowing. I am simply praying I have the capacity to soak up every drop.

"My heart heard you say, 'Come and talk with me' and my heard responds, 'Lord I am coming.' " 
-Psalm 27:8

I love y’all – thanks for your prayers and support. 

"And yet, O Lord, you are our Father, we are the clay and you are the potter. We are formed by your hand." - Isaiah 64:8

Pray that I would allow God to continue to mold and shape me here for his Glory and Kingdom. I long to be the work of his hands. 


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