GO HOGS GO!!! EAT UP THE GAMECOCKS!!!
Look who I found strolling around the Kathmandu Valley! I instantly felt a soul-to-soul connection!
Monday, October 30, 2006
Lights, Camera, Action: Picture BLITZ (I guess this means I got a camera, huh?)
GO HOGS GO!!! EAT UP THE GAMECOCKS!!!
Look who I found strolling around the Kathmandu Valley! I instantly felt a soul-to-soul connection!
Sunday, October 29, 2006
...and going...
Okay...this is Nabin. I posted this to show some of you that he is a happy fellow. Some had commented on how sad he looked in the recent pic of him awhile back.
For those of you that are unsure, this is daal bhat takari. Rice, topped with a lentil soup, a side of greens, which I really like (very unusual for me; yes mom, i am eating my veggies) and a potato and cauliflower side (strangely enough, i like this too).
Jordan and I took the older guys out to eat one night. They had never been to a place this nice. We let them get whatever they wanted, which was odd to them. Most of us, including myself, got pizzas and then finished it off with desert. Jordan is mad here because they didn't have macaroni and cheese on the menu. Pull it together, buddy!
And, alas, Rajesh. Here is another pic of a guy you have been praying for (just to give you some faces with the names we have mentioned). He went to town, ordering Fish, Pizza, and his first experience with a milkshake.
...and going...
This is the cafe that was introduced to us via church staff. It is a Christian cafe and reminiscent (sp?) of home.
We ate banana pancakes and eggs. Did not think we would find these here. Coffee too, mmmm!
And Rosan, studying in his room.
The nepali kids are really smart. One 10 year old, Moses, has been studying Computer Programs in one of his classes.
Here are the kids being there crazy 'selves.
We ate banana pancakes and eggs. Did not think we would find these here. Coffee too, mmmm!
And Rosan, studying in his room.
The nepali kids are really smart. One 10 year old, Moses, has been studying Computer Programs in one of his classes.Here are the kids being there crazy 'selves.
...and going...
Okay...I got a little camera selfish here
This is Santosh (pronounced Santos), Rina's Husband...He is such an awesome guy!
This is one of the guys you have been praying for, Brarendra.
Here is another guy you have heard about, Sijon (pronounce Season)
This is Santosh (pronounced Santos), Rina's Husband...He is such an awesome guy!
This is one of the guys you have been praying for, Brarendra.
Here is another guy you have heard about, Sijon (pronounce Season)
Derek Webb, "A New Law"
Humbling and convicting, this song is:
“A New Law”
Derek Webb (formerly Caedman’s Call)
Don’t teach me about
politics and government;
Just tell me who to vote for.
Don’t teach me about
truth and beauty;
Just label my music.
Don’t teach me how
to live like a free man;
Just give me a new law.
I don’t want to know
if the answers aren’t easy.
So, just bring it down
from the mountain to me.
I want a new law.
Don’t teach me about
moderation and liberty;
I prefer a shot of grape juice.
Don’t teach me about
loving my enemies.
Don’t teach me how
to listen to the spirit;
Just give me a new law.
I don’t want to know
if the answers aren’t easy.
So, just bring it down
from the mountain to me.
I want a new law.
Cause, whats the use in trading
a law you can never keep
for one you can that can never get you anything.
Do not be afraid. Do not be afraid.
“A New Law”
Derek Webb (formerly Caedman’s Call)
Don’t teach me about
politics and government;
Just tell me who to vote for.
Don’t teach me about
truth and beauty;
Just label my music.
Don’t teach me how
to live like a free man;
Just give me a new law.
I don’t want to know
if the answers aren’t easy.
So, just bring it down
from the mountain to me.
I want a new law.
Don’t teach me about
moderation and liberty;
I prefer a shot of grape juice.
Don’t teach me about
loving my enemies.
Don’t teach me how
to listen to the spirit;
Just give me a new law.
I don’t want to know
if the answers aren’t easy.
So, just bring it down
from the mountain to me.
I want a new law.
Cause, whats the use in trading
a law you can never keep
for one you can that can never get you anything.
Do not be afraid. Do not be afraid.
Monday, October 23, 2006
"The Nepal Street Journal"
October 23, 2006
SPORTS:
“That’s another Arkansas Razorback…FIRST DOWN!”
Ok. Ok… Tell me God doesn’t have a sense of humor?
>Pre-departure to Nepal: USC 50, Arkansas 14 (0-1)
Arkansas 20, Utah State 0 (1-1)
>Since arriving in Nepal: Arkansas 21, Vanderbilt 19 (2-1)
Arkansas 24, #23 Alabama 23 (3-1)
Arkansas 27, #2 Auburn 10 (4-1)
#17 Arkansas 63, Missouri State 7 (5-1)
#15 Arkansas 38, Ole Miss 3 (6-1)
Clearly, we are off to the best start in Razorback football history since the time that Clint Stoerner decided to hand the Volunteers the biggest game of the year by using the football to catch his balance after a bad snap, and thus, blowing a 14-3 lead (Tennessee would go on to win the National Championship that year; Arkansas was 8-0 going in to the game and would finish 9-2). Maybe, just maybe, we can do a little better against Tennessee!
I have had to keep telling myself, “God’s timing is perfect. God’s timing is perfect.”
I AM MISSING ONE OF THE BIGGEST SEASONS OF RAZORBACK FOOTBALL! …and God waited until we left to make it interesting…Life is rough! I am, thus, that much closer to experiencing true suffering like Paul mentioned in his letters.
Trent: He has answered your prayers, indeed!
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Letter from the Editor:
Some of my readers have been following along with my Journey to Nepal, while simultaneously teasing their “itching ears” with the “thoughtless ramblings” of my blog counterpart, The Bear…
(also see: http://thoughtlessramblings.blogspot.com; Krystal Hayes©)
…Now, I confess that I, like most of you, as I sip on my morning fresh Café Latte, eagerly await the newest edition of “The Bear: Lost in Translation...or “The Bear gets diarrahea 14 times in a 3 hour span”…or, my personal favorite, “iPod Dancin’ in downtown Kathmandu to the tune of Michael Jackson’s ‘Black or White’.” And, I do this all while giggling like a little school boy. But, I must interject here. As of recently, my eyes have seen some outlandish comments that must remain hidden behind truth no longer. So, as I bring my rival back down to the planet that he was birthed from (at least, I think), I would like to expose these toxic and hyper exaggerated statements. First things first…
1) If you want to know the real “scaredy cat”: mention to Jordan as he is slipping in to his sheets about Crab Spiders. He will get skirmish like a pack of wild mice.
2) When electricity failed us again, I took the opportunity to scare Jordan himself as he climbed the stairs blindly. He never saw it coming!
3) “Next Time: Jason fights in a gladiator ring to save the life of an Indian princess!” This was posted at the end of a blog to excite you about a future post. I have yet to see the article, or the event as it happened in real life, to be honest.
4) Cost of a Subway Sandwich in a Delhi airport: $350…???...a bit too high buddy.
Oh, Jordan…how I love your ways!
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PHILANTHROPY COLUMN:
I would like to personally thank everybody that has contributed in some form or fashion for the kids at the Children’s Welfare Center. CWC (that’s us) is only supported by a few private contributors around the world. They receive no financial help from the government or any agencies at all. For this reason, they have been really tight in spending their money. Most of the kids’ basic needs are covered first. Then, if there is money remaining the kids get to do something fun. On our way over we brought with us several coloring books, art supplies, and games that were provided from generous givers like yourself. Thanks…thanks…thanks!!! And from the kids: THANKS! Whether you have given in monthly support to me or directly to the orphanage, your gift is making a positive impact here across the globe in Kathmandu, Nepal.
Three weeks ago, we toured a local orphanage nearby. There, God gave us a lot of great ideas to help the kids here in the orphanage. They had a room designated each for TV, games, studying, reading, music lovers, and origami crafters. Okay, I made the last one up! Here, at CWC, we only really have a common room with a TV, where everyone hangs around. Aside from the kids’ bedrooms, there are a few “storage” rooms. We might just have to transform into our alter egos from Extreme Home Makeover. I’ll let you decide which person qualifies as Ty Pennington.
Jordan and I want the kids here to have a study/ reading room where they can go for some peace and quiet. Our plans include buying a table or two, a few comfy chairs, and an assortment of educational books for the children’s enjoyment. We also have hopes of remodeling another room into a game/ sports room. This room will be equipped with bowling, darts, crafts, legos, and other fun kids stuff. Right now we are financially pinned on the project discussed later, but can’t wait to start this one.
On Thursday, Jordan and I bought some kids’ games and puzzles. Our 4 week long search finally came to an end. We purchased a plastic bowling set, a bucket of legos, batman puzzle, magnetic dart set (I was afraid that if I got the real sharp dart set, that I might “accidentally” misguide one into the back of one of my close American friends…I won’t mention any names), and a SpiroGraph among a few other fun things. Remember the SpiroGraph, friends? I had one when I was a kid. The nostalgia was so great, I almost cried when I saw it in the store.
On Friday, Rina, Jordan, and I rode into town together to price blankets, bed sheets, and pillows for each child. When asked what the kids needed most and first of all, Rina mentioned these. Hopefully, next week, after the deshai festival, we will be able to get a cheaper price. Right now, we are looking at a complete, adequate bed set for all 52 kids for about $400. Not too bad at all. Just so you know…the kids each have a pillow and a small blanket, so they are not without, but they desperately need to be replaced, and especially before the winter weather hits. It excites me to be able to see the kids helped out in this way! Thanks, to YOU!
Everything mentioned we would not have been able to do without your help. You can know that your sacrificial giving is a blessing to children here at CWC.
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OBITUARIES:
The 5th generation iPod, birthed by Apple Inc, passed away last Monday at 8:45 AM after a traumatic fall. Survivors include Jordan Greenwald, aka The Bear. Funeral services have already taken place (note: see http://thebearinnepal.blogspot.com). iPod, We will miss your oh so sweet music.
Update: We have trusted in Christ’s resurrection power and we saw the fullness of that power raise iPod from the dead and bring it completely back to life. All functions have been fully restored. Thank you for your prayers and support.
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CLASSIFIED ADS:
FOR SALE: 1998 Toyota 4Runner. 160,000 miles. Good cond. Leather, sunroof, pw/pl, tinted windows, towing package, 4x4, Cd, air/ heat work GREAT. Needs new tires and brakes. For further questions, please email: jboxhayes@gmail.com. Asking $7,999.
HELP WANTED: part-time volunteers to aid in children’s orphanage and a chance to see long lost friends…OR…just board a plane and come visit us next week. We will never forget it!!!
----------
ENTERTAINMENT NEWS:
Over the past two weeks I have been following a few older guys from CWC to their school at 8:00am to join them in a game of 5 on 5 basketball against their fellow Nepali students. It’s always fun, as I never miss a chance to shoot hoops. Furthermore, God has given me a few friendships with other “outsiders” (those not residing at CWC) and I am anxious to see how He will use me in the future. This type of relational ministry breaks the mold for me. Being a person with little relational skills, I frequently struggle when it comes to making new friends. On the other hand, it is amazing how natural and easy it is when you are doing something that you love and just pulling guys in to join you.
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RELIGION AND SPIRITUALITY:
Yesterday was HUGE!!!
We have finally been set free from isolation…well…somewhat. Yesterday Rina dropped us off at an international church here in Kathmandu. Our search for a church body with a service in English is FINALLY over! It was so refreshing to walk into a service with a body of believers. All first time attendees were asked to share where they were from. In a room of 300 people over 30 stood up. China, Hong Kong, Philippines, Britain, Australia, US, Thailand, Africa—the room was filled with such diversity! A traveling speaker brought in from India gave a humbling message on being Christ’s ambassadors in a dark world. It wasn’t sugar coated, but straight from the Word, and the Word only. The worship was moving; we recognized all the songs! Afterward, on American man, Fred (45-50 yr. old), asked us if we wanted to go to lunch with him and his wife and other American church goers. Without hesitation, we quickly accepted the invitation. You will not believe the place they took us.
We ended up walking down the street from the church, up some stairs, and into a CHRISTIAN CAFÉ. For our new church friends, the café to them was like what Acambaro is to Fellowship—the after church lunch hangout. We met up with a dozen other Americans (who all attend the church) and were able to share a Café Mocha and a Breakfast burrito (for real) with them. We instantly felt welcome. One lady has been here 10 years working in children homes and was able to give us great advice. Fred and his wife, Cindy, have been here 5. They showed us a great place to buy Bibles and great Christian books. We are meeting Fred at 9:30 on Thursday morning to sit in on a men’s time in the Word. I am so ready for this!!!
The café, known as their usual hangout had games, books, great food, and will be getting wireless internet next month. I have been looking for a place to be able to sit and read during the day. I am VERY, VERY excited! We will be back!
Praise God for such a great day! All of a sudden we have several friends in the LORD that we can share life and experiences and struggles with. Thanks for praying!
SPORTS:
“That’s another Arkansas Razorback…FIRST DOWN!”
Ok. Ok… Tell me God doesn’t have a sense of humor?
>Pre-departure to Nepal: USC 50, Arkansas 14 (0-1)
Arkansas 20, Utah State 0 (1-1)
>Since arriving in Nepal: Arkansas 21, Vanderbilt 19 (2-1)
Arkansas 24, #23 Alabama 23 (3-1)
Arkansas 27, #2 Auburn 10 (4-1)
#17 Arkansas 63, Missouri State 7 (5-1)
#15 Arkansas 38, Ole Miss 3 (6-1)
Clearly, we are off to the best start in Razorback football history since the time that Clint Stoerner decided to hand the Volunteers the biggest game of the year by using the football to catch his balance after a bad snap, and thus, blowing a 14-3 lead (Tennessee would go on to win the National Championship that year; Arkansas was 8-0 going in to the game and would finish 9-2). Maybe, just maybe, we can do a little better against Tennessee!
I have had to keep telling myself, “God’s timing is perfect. God’s timing is perfect.”
I AM MISSING ONE OF THE BIGGEST SEASONS OF RAZORBACK FOOTBALL! …and God waited until we left to make it interesting…Life is rough! I am, thus, that much closer to experiencing true suffering like Paul mentioned in his letters.
Trent: He has answered your prayers, indeed!
-----------
Letter from the Editor:
Some of my readers have been following along with my Journey to Nepal, while simultaneously teasing their “itching ears” with the “thoughtless ramblings” of my blog counterpart, The Bear…
(also see: http://thoughtlessramblings.blogspot.com; Krystal Hayes©)
…Now, I confess that I, like most of you, as I sip on my morning fresh Café Latte, eagerly await the newest edition of “The Bear: Lost in Translation...or “The Bear gets diarrahea 14 times in a 3 hour span”…or, my personal favorite, “iPod Dancin’ in downtown Kathmandu to the tune of Michael Jackson’s ‘Black or White’.” And, I do this all while giggling like a little school boy. But, I must interject here. As of recently, my eyes have seen some outlandish comments that must remain hidden behind truth no longer. So, as I bring my rival back down to the planet that he was birthed from (at least, I think), I would like to expose these toxic and hyper exaggerated statements. First things first…
1) If you want to know the real “scaredy cat”: mention to Jordan as he is slipping in to his sheets about Crab Spiders. He will get skirmish like a pack of wild mice.
2) When electricity failed us again, I took the opportunity to scare Jordan himself as he climbed the stairs blindly. He never saw it coming!
3) “Next Time: Jason fights in a gladiator ring to save the life of an Indian princess!” This was posted at the end of a blog to excite you about a future post. I have yet to see the article, or the event as it happened in real life, to be honest.
4) Cost of a Subway Sandwich in a Delhi airport: $350…???...a bit too high buddy.
Oh, Jordan…how I love your ways!
-----------
PHILANTHROPY COLUMN:
I would like to personally thank everybody that has contributed in some form or fashion for the kids at the Children’s Welfare Center. CWC (that’s us) is only supported by a few private contributors around the world. They receive no financial help from the government or any agencies at all. For this reason, they have been really tight in spending their money. Most of the kids’ basic needs are covered first. Then, if there is money remaining the kids get to do something fun. On our way over we brought with us several coloring books, art supplies, and games that were provided from generous givers like yourself. Thanks…thanks…thanks!!! And from the kids: THANKS! Whether you have given in monthly support to me or directly to the orphanage, your gift is making a positive impact here across the globe in Kathmandu, Nepal.
Three weeks ago, we toured a local orphanage nearby. There, God gave us a lot of great ideas to help the kids here in the orphanage. They had a room designated each for TV, games, studying, reading, music lovers, and origami crafters. Okay, I made the last one up! Here, at CWC, we only really have a common room with a TV, where everyone hangs around. Aside from the kids’ bedrooms, there are a few “storage” rooms. We might just have to transform into our alter egos from Extreme Home Makeover. I’ll let you decide which person qualifies as Ty Pennington.
Jordan and I want the kids here to have a study/ reading room where they can go for some peace and quiet. Our plans include buying a table or two, a few comfy chairs, and an assortment of educational books for the children’s enjoyment. We also have hopes of remodeling another room into a game/ sports room. This room will be equipped with bowling, darts, crafts, legos, and other fun kids stuff. Right now we are financially pinned on the project discussed later, but can’t wait to start this one.
On Thursday, Jordan and I bought some kids’ games and puzzles. Our 4 week long search finally came to an end. We purchased a plastic bowling set, a bucket of legos, batman puzzle, magnetic dart set (I was afraid that if I got the real sharp dart set, that I might “accidentally” misguide one into the back of one of my close American friends…I won’t mention any names), and a SpiroGraph among a few other fun things. Remember the SpiroGraph, friends? I had one when I was a kid. The nostalgia was so great, I almost cried when I saw it in the store.
On Friday, Rina, Jordan, and I rode into town together to price blankets, bed sheets, and pillows for each child. When asked what the kids needed most and first of all, Rina mentioned these. Hopefully, next week, after the deshai festival, we will be able to get a cheaper price. Right now, we are looking at a complete, adequate bed set for all 52 kids for about $400. Not too bad at all. Just so you know…the kids each have a pillow and a small blanket, so they are not without, but they desperately need to be replaced, and especially before the winter weather hits. It excites me to be able to see the kids helped out in this way! Thanks, to YOU!
Everything mentioned we would not have been able to do without your help. You can know that your sacrificial giving is a blessing to children here at CWC.
----------
OBITUARIES:
The 5th generation iPod, birthed by Apple Inc, passed away last Monday at 8:45 AM after a traumatic fall. Survivors include Jordan Greenwald, aka The Bear. Funeral services have already taken place (note: see http://thebearinnepal.blogspot.com). iPod, We will miss your oh so sweet music.
Update: We have trusted in Christ’s resurrection power and we saw the fullness of that power raise iPod from the dead and bring it completely back to life. All functions have been fully restored. Thank you for your prayers and support.
----------
CLASSIFIED ADS:
FOR SALE: 1998 Toyota 4Runner. 160,000 miles. Good cond. Leather, sunroof, pw/pl, tinted windows, towing package, 4x4, Cd, air/ heat work GREAT. Needs new tires and brakes. For further questions, please email: jboxhayes@gmail.com. Asking $7,999.
HELP WANTED: part-time volunteers to aid in children’s orphanage and a chance to see long lost friends…OR…just board a plane and come visit us next week. We will never forget it!!!
----------
ENTERTAINMENT NEWS:
Over the past two weeks I have been following a few older guys from CWC to their school at 8:00am to join them in a game of 5 on 5 basketball against their fellow Nepali students. It’s always fun, as I never miss a chance to shoot hoops. Furthermore, God has given me a few friendships with other “outsiders” (those not residing at CWC) and I am anxious to see how He will use me in the future. This type of relational ministry breaks the mold for me. Being a person with little relational skills, I frequently struggle when it comes to making new friends. On the other hand, it is amazing how natural and easy it is when you are doing something that you love and just pulling guys in to join you.
----------
RELIGION AND SPIRITUALITY:
Yesterday was HUGE!!!
We have finally been set free from isolation…well…somewhat. Yesterday Rina dropped us off at an international church here in Kathmandu. Our search for a church body with a service in English is FINALLY over! It was so refreshing to walk into a service with a body of believers. All first time attendees were asked to share where they were from. In a room of 300 people over 30 stood up. China, Hong Kong, Philippines, Britain, Australia, US, Thailand, Africa—the room was filled with such diversity! A traveling speaker brought in from India gave a humbling message on being Christ’s ambassadors in a dark world. It wasn’t sugar coated, but straight from the Word, and the Word only. The worship was moving; we recognized all the songs! Afterward, on American man, Fred (45-50 yr. old), asked us if we wanted to go to lunch with him and his wife and other American church goers. Without hesitation, we quickly accepted the invitation. You will not believe the place they took us.
We ended up walking down the street from the church, up some stairs, and into a CHRISTIAN CAFÉ. For our new church friends, the café to them was like what Acambaro is to Fellowship—the after church lunch hangout. We met up with a dozen other Americans (who all attend the church) and were able to share a Café Mocha and a Breakfast burrito (for real) with them. We instantly felt welcome. One lady has been here 10 years working in children homes and was able to give us great advice. Fred and his wife, Cindy, have been here 5. They showed us a great place to buy Bibles and great Christian books. We are meeting Fred at 9:30 on Thursday morning to sit in on a men’s time in the Word. I am so ready for this!!!
The café, known as their usual hangout had games, books, great food, and will be getting wireless internet next month. I have been looking for a place to be able to sit and read during the day. I am VERY, VERY excited! We will be back!
Praise God for such a great day! All of a sudden we have several friends in the LORD that we can share life and experiences and struggles with. Thanks for praying!
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Will you wait for Him?
What to tell you? What to say? It seems like the last week has been uneventful. If you are looking for excitement and a story to scare the moms with, then you need to check out Jordan’s blog. He had a pretty odd day two days ago. I don’t want to steal his thunder. Plus, the story is better told from his perspective…
Day by day the kids are beginning to return to the orphanage. I am excited to see some of the familiar faces that left us for their families a week into our stay and at the beginning of the Nepali festival.
Oooohhhh, I almost forgot about the festival. Rina and her husband, Santosh, took us to the Royal Palace on Saturday. As part of the deshai festival, they had a concert featuring several bands and musicians. They took Jordan and me to the nice part of town. We had not been there yet. We had lunch at a restaurant that reminded me of a 50s diner. Ok you all, we had pizza and a chicken burger. Lunch was topped off with hot fudge and caramel sundaes!!! It was truly delightful (said in my best British accent). Afterward, we listened to the Nepali musicians. Most of them were okay, with the exception of the last band we listened to. They basically covered every 90’s grunge band in America. It was awesome!!! Brarendra, one of the older boys here, went with us. It was good, quality time with just him. He is becoming one of my favorites around here (you didn’t hear it from me). He is a very smart 19 yr. old. Consider him the go-to guy around the orphanage. I really like his personality—a very calm, collected man. He gives careful consideration to the words he uses. He doesn’t talk much, and when he does you can tell he has thought about what he’s going to say. He spends a lot of time in our room and we have had some good times. All of the kids here respect and listen to him. He is a leader!
Yesterday, Rina invited Jordan and I to attend dinner with them at their friend’s house. They brought out Nepali foods of all kinds. We had spicy black-eyed peas, chips, black beans, fish, chicken, and some unknown Nepali fruit that tastes like a sweet tart. We filled up on all the great tasting foods. “Seconds anyone? You bet!” Afterwards, around 8:30-9:00pm-ish, we were all watching TV and just visiting. I was fighting falling asleep! Mommy (Rina’s mom; everybody calls her this) was already asleep. Jordan and I wondered why we hadn’t left yet. It was getting late. And then…oh yes…an hour later…the actual dinner. Who knew? They brought out rice with soup and more spicy black-eyed peas. We had no idea there was another course to the meal, as we had filled up with what we thought to be dinner. I, being the growing skinny boy, enjoyed another chance at a meal. Jordan, on the other hand, was struggling. I think the aquarium nearby might have gained some unwanted weight from Jordan’s leftover soup. Well, not really, but he almost did. I had to intervene! That’s what brothers do!
On the way back, closing in on 10:00pm now, we all crammed into the orphanage jeep and headed back. Santosh unexpectedly pulls the car to the side of the road in the middle of nowhere and shuts off the engine. “What is going on,” I asked in a very patient voice. Supposedly, a cat crossed the street ahead of us back on the road somewhere, and it is Nepali bad luck. He informed us that we were supposed to wait until somebody passed us either from the front or back to reverse the bad luck. I checked the road ahead and the rear view mirror—nothing. Not a car in sight. I wondered how long we would wait and even suggested that I could get out of the car and "pass by.” Eventually, we were up and going again.
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You must know that the kids here are truly amazing. I wish I could bring all of them home to America. It will be hard leaving them come next June when we depart from Nepal. At the moment, as I sit here updating you about the week, they sit parched around my computer demanding I show them a game or a movie. Don’t worry, its not you, they just want to see something a little more entertaining than a word document.
I hope each of you know the eternal investment you have made in the lives of these Nepali children by simply asking the Father on their behalf. They will forever be changed!
I must say that God has been opening my eyes in respect to the life of a missionary. As I have looked at Paul’s life and the very first Biblical missionaries, I am realizing how much they suffered. I think about all the differences we have had to deal with, and they are nothing compared to the life Paul lived—Shipwrecked, without family and friends, hungry, several times 40 lashes minus 1, stoned, beaten, and verbally mocked and abused. And, yet Paul received all with joy and hope in Christ and His Resurrection.
Oh, that I would learn from the life Paul lived, and live more fully for HIM!!!
It has been an AWESOME adventure and I have noticed such a change in my heart since being here. Sometimes we have to lock our door in the morning to get alone time, but the time is so sweet. I spent some time on "our little mountain" that is a short hike away (in which it overlooks all of Kathmandu). I began to notice how often I ask God to meet with me and am only willing to wait sometimes a few minutes to actually sense his presence. I am realizing that waiting on the presence of the LORD is a patient process. How can I, a mere human, demand that a wild, mighty, powerful, UNTAMEABLE God show up on my time. Most of the time He wants me to wait for HIM, to test my heart.
I would like to leave you with a journal entry recorded yesterday on Wednesday, October 18, 2006:
“The LORD is never late; we are impatient.” --Unkown
A thought grazes my mind and my heart, and I am left in humility. The God of this universe met me in a place where I have longed to find Him...my heart. And it is not something that I demanded, willed, or even controlled. It was freely given at the right time—a joy unspeakable. On several occasions—I would even go as far as saying, “almost every time I sit or kneel before the LORD in eager expectation”—I have [pleaded with] the LORD, God to be in my presence. I have even used Jesus’ words, “Ask…and it will be given to you,” as leverage, [except, I am too impatient to wait on Him]. And, even then, sometimes my requests have been left unfulfilled. As I sat in prayer three days ago, I quickly became dissatisfied and frustrated [after a few minutes]. Every morning I ask the LORD to reveal His presence to me. In a way, I pridefully demand it. And…[because of my impatience]…I don’t see or feel Him. In the midst of prayer, I began to pour out the frustrations of my heart, and they turned to humble requests—an invitation to the Living God—to see Him. As God revealed to me His splendor and majesty, I quickly grasped and felt the heart’s message behind John 3:30, “He must become greater and I must become less.”
I live in a world, a place, where my desires, pleasures, demands, delights, and my cravings are met the instant my heart first beckons them. If I want something, I buy it. If I am hungry, I eat. I don’t wait long for anything, and I am fully catered to. And, for some strange reason, I believe, and was convinced, that the same theory holds true within the spiritual realm. “God, make yourself known to me, right now. I ask for it. I want it. I demand it!”
…Why?...
Does God work in my timing or His? I serve a god that cannot be controlled. His timing is perfect. Because my God loves me and died for me, and because He says so in His Word, I know He will reveal Himself to me [at his choosing], and I know that He will answer my prayers. But, one thing I must remember, in His timing and for His glory. Not mine!
“God is NEVER late; I am impatient.”
Day by day the kids are beginning to return to the orphanage. I am excited to see some of the familiar faces that left us for their families a week into our stay and at the beginning of the Nepali festival.
Oooohhhh, I almost forgot about the festival. Rina and her husband, Santosh, took us to the Royal Palace on Saturday. As part of the deshai festival, they had a concert featuring several bands and musicians. They took Jordan and me to the nice part of town. We had not been there yet. We had lunch at a restaurant that reminded me of a 50s diner. Ok you all, we had pizza and a chicken burger. Lunch was topped off with hot fudge and caramel sundaes!!! It was truly delightful (said in my best British accent). Afterward, we listened to the Nepali musicians. Most of them were okay, with the exception of the last band we listened to. They basically covered every 90’s grunge band in America. It was awesome!!! Brarendra, one of the older boys here, went with us. It was good, quality time with just him. He is becoming one of my favorites around here (you didn’t hear it from me). He is a very smart 19 yr. old. Consider him the go-to guy around the orphanage. I really like his personality—a very calm, collected man. He gives careful consideration to the words he uses. He doesn’t talk much, and when he does you can tell he has thought about what he’s going to say. He spends a lot of time in our room and we have had some good times. All of the kids here respect and listen to him. He is a leader!
Yesterday, Rina invited Jordan and I to attend dinner with them at their friend’s house. They brought out Nepali foods of all kinds. We had spicy black-eyed peas, chips, black beans, fish, chicken, and some unknown Nepali fruit that tastes like a sweet tart. We filled up on all the great tasting foods. “Seconds anyone? You bet!” Afterwards, around 8:30-9:00pm-ish, we were all watching TV and just visiting. I was fighting falling asleep! Mommy (Rina’s mom; everybody calls her this) was already asleep. Jordan and I wondered why we hadn’t left yet. It was getting late. And then…oh yes…an hour later…the actual dinner. Who knew? They brought out rice with soup and more spicy black-eyed peas. We had no idea there was another course to the meal, as we had filled up with what we thought to be dinner. I, being the growing skinny boy, enjoyed another chance at a meal. Jordan, on the other hand, was struggling. I think the aquarium nearby might have gained some unwanted weight from Jordan’s leftover soup. Well, not really, but he almost did. I had to intervene! That’s what brothers do!
On the way back, closing in on 10:00pm now, we all crammed into the orphanage jeep and headed back. Santosh unexpectedly pulls the car to the side of the road in the middle of nowhere and shuts off the engine. “What is going on,” I asked in a very patient voice. Supposedly, a cat crossed the street ahead of us back on the road somewhere, and it is Nepali bad luck. He informed us that we were supposed to wait until somebody passed us either from the front or back to reverse the bad luck. I checked the road ahead and the rear view mirror—nothing. Not a car in sight. I wondered how long we would wait and even suggested that I could get out of the car and "pass by.” Eventually, we were up and going again.
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You must know that the kids here are truly amazing. I wish I could bring all of them home to America. It will be hard leaving them come next June when we depart from Nepal. At the moment, as I sit here updating you about the week, they sit parched around my computer demanding I show them a game or a movie. Don’t worry, its not you, they just want to see something a little more entertaining than a word document.
I hope each of you know the eternal investment you have made in the lives of these Nepali children by simply asking the Father on their behalf. They will forever be changed!
I must say that God has been opening my eyes in respect to the life of a missionary. As I have looked at Paul’s life and the very first Biblical missionaries, I am realizing how much they suffered. I think about all the differences we have had to deal with, and they are nothing compared to the life Paul lived—Shipwrecked, without family and friends, hungry, several times 40 lashes minus 1, stoned, beaten, and verbally mocked and abused. And, yet Paul received all with joy and hope in Christ and His Resurrection.
Oh, that I would learn from the life Paul lived, and live more fully for HIM!!!
It has been an AWESOME adventure and I have noticed such a change in my heart since being here. Sometimes we have to lock our door in the morning to get alone time, but the time is so sweet. I spent some time on "our little mountain" that is a short hike away (in which it overlooks all of Kathmandu). I began to notice how often I ask God to meet with me and am only willing to wait sometimes a few minutes to actually sense his presence. I am realizing that waiting on the presence of the LORD is a patient process. How can I, a mere human, demand that a wild, mighty, powerful, UNTAMEABLE God show up on my time. Most of the time He wants me to wait for HIM, to test my heart.
I would like to leave you with a journal entry recorded yesterday on Wednesday, October 18, 2006:
“The LORD is never late; we are impatient.” --Unkown
A thought grazes my mind and my heart, and I am left in humility. The God of this universe met me in a place where I have longed to find Him...my heart. And it is not something that I demanded, willed, or even controlled. It was freely given at the right time—a joy unspeakable. On several occasions—I would even go as far as saying, “almost every time I sit or kneel before the LORD in eager expectation”—I have [pleaded with] the LORD, God to be in my presence. I have even used Jesus’ words, “Ask…and it will be given to you,” as leverage, [except, I am too impatient to wait on Him]. And, even then, sometimes my requests have been left unfulfilled. As I sat in prayer three days ago, I quickly became dissatisfied and frustrated [after a few minutes]. Every morning I ask the LORD to reveal His presence to me. In a way, I pridefully demand it. And…[because of my impatience]…I don’t see or feel Him. In the midst of prayer, I began to pour out the frustrations of my heart, and they turned to humble requests—an invitation to the Living God—to see Him. As God revealed to me His splendor and majesty, I quickly grasped and felt the heart’s message behind John 3:30, “He must become greater and I must become less.”
I live in a world, a place, where my desires, pleasures, demands, delights, and my cravings are met the instant my heart first beckons them. If I want something, I buy it. If I am hungry, I eat. I don’t wait long for anything, and I am fully catered to. And, for some strange reason, I believe, and was convinced, that the same theory holds true within the spiritual realm. “God, make yourself known to me, right now. I ask for it. I want it. I demand it!”
…Why?...
Does God work in my timing or His? I serve a god that cannot be controlled. His timing is perfect. Because my God loves me and died for me, and because He says so in His Word, I know He will reveal Himself to me [at his choosing], and I know that He will answer my prayers. But, one thing I must remember, in His timing and for His glory. Not mine!
“God is NEVER late; I am impatient.”
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