Thursday morning I prayed for God to renew my heart and vision to be more like His - for the nations, for the orphan cry, for one heart and one face at a time. To be a servant that is unseen but known.
"I submit to your eyes, ears, heart ways and thoughts today, Abba. They are higher than mine."
You gotta be careful when you pray for those kinda things. Because He
always answers.
Thursday afternoon He answered with pictures.
Glimpses of the depths of His broken-hearted cry for justice and compassion for His kids. And heights of His abounding provision and plans for them. The highest highs and lowest lows.
Same moments, same places, same God. More of Him than I could measure or try to understand in a few hours in the hungry community called Dwaleni.
I hope you see what I see. Or something even beyond that.
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| Such a tiny little body - This little boy can hardly keep 12-month clothes on and will be turning 3 |
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| Children giving their leftovers to the ones who needed it most |
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| A 5-year old feeding his 2-year old cousin |
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| Eyes of a 4-year old say they've seen more than a typical 4-year old. (Pictured below) |
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| A high school student from Mbonisweni came to our feeding in Dwaleni to share God's love with anyone who would listen. |
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| A house almost finished and Home coming down to earth |
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| Just a few weeks until completion! The shack with the green tarp behind it is this orphan-headed households current residence. |
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| Found Anthony hiding behind the shack listening to the worship songs we were singing |
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| Shy and reserved, 18-year-old head of the household, Busi stood up before new friends and shared Scripture to us with Lennon translating. A miracle of Hope and Homes! |
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| A future Hope and Homes miracle... |
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