The Plan

I have been hand writing in a journal every day that I've been in India. I have some great stories that I'd love to tell, but I'm too too busy. Once I'm less busy, aka when I'm not in India anymore, I'll post them all on here. Until then, I'll post brief updates so that you know that I'm still alive and well. :) I also have around 500 pictures that I want to post online. :-p

The first week was spent travelling. The second week was spent working with kids from a local village. One of them was this cute little girl that was mute. At the end of the week, I prayed that she would be healed. That day she made some efforts to communicate, but didn't form any actual words. I truly believe that God will heal her and use her to save that entire village, probably more.

The third week is this week. We spent it at a conference that was a ten minute walk from the Indian Ocean. It made me so home sick to visit the beach. God was moving in that place and bringing people together and uniting people from different areas of the world.

One of the things that really spoke to me was a story about the Titanic. When it was sinking, it sent out an SOS signal. The nearest ship was the Californian. My ears perked up. I'm a Californian! :) The Californian clearly heard the SOS, and they were the ones that had warned the Titanic about the icebergs in the first place. So they knew the seriousness of the situation. They should have been the most eager to respond, but they didn't want to risk their ship to go in and rescue the drowning victims. They were afraid.

I too have heard a call, a call to stay in Romania. I too am afraid, afraid of how hard it's going to be to raise the support needed.

Think of how many more lives would have been saved if the Californian hadn't turn away that night. I musnt turn away. I'm going to stay in Romania for a while after I come back from India.