This is the week...

Hello!

Last week was a radiothon for India Partners on a local radio station. It lasted for two days. They had recorded stories from women who had come out of the sex-trade, and many more stories from children living in the safe homes, hoping their moms could be rescued too. I heard testimonies this weekend from Kaytie, who hosts teams to India and was on the radiothon. They were able to raise a lot of funds to help build more safe homes and keep children and their moms safe when the leave the red-light districts. PRAISE GOD!!!

This August, I am on a team to go to India, to these very safe homes mentioned above, and other locations. I would really love to hear from anyone who is interested in hearing more about this trip and what is being done to better the lives of the BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE IN INDIA.

This is the week I am hoping to get info/support letters out for my August trip to India.
Please message/e-mail me your addresses so I can send out the letter.

My email is dance4adonai@yahoo.com  if you would like to send me your contact info that way; or you can contact me on FB, or the email address listed on the top of this blog as well. Love to all.

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India, India, India...

Last night, Jim and I started watching an episode of River Monsters on Animal Planet. The episode was taking place in India! So, whereas I usually tune out and do something else when that show is on, I perked right up  and soaked it all in!
I'm enthralled with India. I couldn't sleep all last night because I was re-living what I saw of the streets, villages and way of life there. Beautiful. Breathtaking. Exciting. So vastly different from anything I could ever find in Western countries. India just calls to me. The people call to me. It's inexplicable, even for me, that I just want to go and be with the. Be a witness. Be a friend. Be a presence, hopefully a comfort. A light.
I don't want to bring even a hint of judgement.

I can't explain it, but these images excite me to no end! To the point of sleeplessness!

Jim reminded me of an awesome quote from Saint Francis of Assisi this morning: (paraphrase)

Preach the gospel always, and use words if you have to.

love.

just some musings...

Hello readers,
Every Monday I start out really full of faith and not at all intimidated by the coming week. By Wednesday, I'm tired. By Thursday, I'm feeling pretty beat up. Lately, my hubby and I have been feeling really drawn by the Lord. It seems there is far less allowed than maybe there once was. He doesn't want sin in our lives. I get pretty frustrated with the constant pointing out of sin in my heart...I get mad too. I get really mad and hurt and defeated. I respond exactly how I should not respond...

The other night, I felt like I needed to renounce (disagree in my heart) with the shame and guilt from past sins...I have repented A LOT! I don't shy away from it. I love it! As my mom says, "It's your get out of jail free card." But lately it has felt as though there are just no results from not wanting sin any more...So I disagreed in my mind and heart with continuing to carry around guilt from sin that I had asked Jesus to forgive me for.

I felt freedom for the first time in a while. Then the next day, I think, I just went right back to feeling guilty...Feeling like the many things that are going wrong are my fault.

But here's the thing: Jesus loves us. It's the most bizarre, irrational thing ever. I don't deserve to be loved, or even liked-AT ALL. I'm a total jerk and a mess. For real.

Jesus constantly brings my mind (thoughts, attention) back to Mary. The one who humiliated herself before the Lord, in front of a room full of men, who DID NOT GET IT! He invites me, you, anyone and everyone, to be her. She saved up a year's wages for a bottle of perfume. I asked God what the eqivilant would be from me. Then I immediately thought of just all the time and effort I put into things. That's what He would love to be devoted and "wasted" on Him.

I used to be really good (at least I thought I was) at saying "YES" to God. I am relearning. I think a lot of us are. I thought it was supposed to get easier to say yes to Him. It's been getting harder.

I don't feel this way often lately: But I know that I know that my blood vessels, hair follicles, nerve endings, nails know that God LIKES me. So I will keep moving forward...I want to see Him. That's what keeps me going when the rest of it all hurts.
more to come...

That Skin-Splitting Kind of Joy

India trip is a go!
We head out mid-August and will return in the beginning of September. 


You know that feeling when...how do I describe this...
I get this feeling inside when there is something I want, desire, need, crave-with EVERY bit of me; my heart, soul, even my blood just cries out for this something... it feels like my skin needs to split back! Like it needs to get out of the way and not dare to contain what's inside anymore! 


Going to India. Seeing these people's faces. Being in this beautiful land. A land I know God loves desperately and longs for it's people...This is the thing that makes my my whole being want to push back my skin.


This is the only way I can describe the desire I believe God's put in my heart to go to India. The need is from him. Sometimes, for reasons you can't seem to find, you have to do things in your life that you can't really put words to (at least not words that bring further clarification). This is that for me now.


More details will follow. Jim is lovely and is helping me write up a support letter/newsletter. 


look here to find out more about who I'll be going with and what they do in India. It's literally breath-taking.


www.indiapartners.org