I left from Michigan over 3 weeks ago. Although days here have seemed very long at times, I can't believe I've been here almost a month.
I have experienced a lot so far and every day look outside and think, "I can't believe I'm in India."
Dana left this past Wednesday, and seeing the tears coming down the faces of all the kids after her being here for 3 weeks, made me realize how hard it's going to be for me to leave them. I decided that I definitely will be coming back because you can't start connections and relationships with kids like this and then leave with no follow-up.
It's funny how we get so used to things we never thought we would be able to handle.
I live with spiders, I pour buckets of water over me for a shower, and I think 80 degrees would be perfect for cooling me down.
Living here so far has been such an amazing experience. I will never forget some of the things I've seen here. These kids have changed me. I don't know if I mentioned this but my first week here when I was so sick, I awoke from a nap with all 58 kids in my room with their hands on me praying for healing. All 58 were praying out loud and it was the most amazing thing.
During prayer time everyday, after the bible lesson, one person prays and then someone goes into the Lord's Prayer, but during that first prayer, numerous kids will stand up, not knowing the others are up, because they want to be the one to pray. When they pray, they yell. Their veins pop out and passion comes over their whole bodies as if they want to make sure God hears them.
I have never had a passion for praying like that, nor have I seen many kids back home from the ages of 3-13 have such a desire for God.
It's so different than what I'm used to to have every kid rush to get me a chair whenever there isn't one just so i won't have to sit on the floor. And they will not let me go get my own water. We don't see kids have so much respect for others very often.
I miss home though. Especially with hearing about a lot of hard times for people back there. It's so hard for me to not be able to just go over to see them. It's very fortunate for me to have the internet here and the use of a cell phone to keep in touch with people.
I don't have many specific things to talk about right now. I just am trying to update frequently.
I've been fasting for 4 days, and it has been a little bit more difficult to sleep because of my hunger and because of the heat. I would give anything for some American food! But at this point, I would appreciate any food. :)
I am finally getting used to it though. Like this is my home.
Thank you for your continued emails, messages and prayers.
Blessings!
Jenna
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Tough Stuff
Let me be honest: my first couple weeks here have been hard. Very hard.
I feel like I’ve been constantly sick, tired and just unmotivated. Depressed is a word that accurately describes the majority of my time here so far.
I’ve felt discouraged and almost worthless not coming with a specific gift.
I’ve cracked a couple times and have cried and asked God what I was doing here.
Throughout the discouragement however, God has answered me swiftly.
Every morning when I get up I have all of the kids reaching for me to give me a hug and say “Praise the Lord, Sister.”
Little Naked Johnny runs up to me and wraps his little baby arms around my leg and looks up with his big, white-toothed smile.
Prasad walks up with his limp which just gives him so much character and adds to his cuteness, and jumps into my arms, kisses me on the cheek and just smiles, wide-eyed with his huge, teethy grin.
I will be the first to say that I haven’t thrown myself into this trip. But after talking to Thomas, Dana and Breana, I have felt very encouraged, and I have to think of back to why I felt God was calling me to be here in the first place.
What was God teaching me during this time of severe hardship?
Today it all came together for me, and hit me right in the face.
I have been hearing of the terrible conditions here, and I’ve been seeing it and living it. Although I have my own room and a toilet and a “shower” and get enough food to feed an army (I have it real good compared to most people who live here), I wouldn’t call living here luxurious. But it’s ok because I did not sign up for luxurious.
On our way home from day trips, late at night we see the trucks stopped on the side of the road to pick up the prostitutes. We’ve had to turn away the most beautiful little children who come up begging us for money to bring back to their mother’s. We’ve seen the sick and elderly, so helpless with no one really to care for them.
Dana has been gone quite a bit doing medical clinics in the villages. I only went with them once. Medicine is not my thing. I don’t know what to do, and can’t handle the littlest bit of blood. Therefore, I’ve stayed back here with the kids, and stuck to my hobby of editing photos and putting them up on my Flickr site and have let the girls play with and braid my hair while tossing a ball with the boys..
Over the past couple of weeks, Dana, Breana and Thomas have been going to the house of Mahdu (sp?), one of the staff members here. His dad has had extremely large open wounds on his leg and they recently found out (after seeing him a couple times) that he has AIDS, which is why he is so sick and not really getting any better. When they would come back and talk about “draining” the wounds and the smell, just those words made me feel sick and I decided I would rather do anything than go put myself in that situation.
But God decided to change my heart. Last week after talking to Dana, I asked her if the next time they went to visit him, if I could come with them. Today was the day.
I put on my sari, got into the car and after stopping at the local clinic to get a tour and meet the doctor, we headed over to see the man who was told he basically had no time left to live.
He was in the back of the hut laying on a cot, flies covering him like he was a decaying animal.
His family put him in the back because they thought he was going to die and apparently if someone does in a home, it is considered cursed and they have to leave for 6 months before it’s ok to live in again.
I just saw this man laying there and immediately, Dana started caring for him, squeezing out the infection of the leg wounds while Breana assisted. I was surprisingly not grossed out. The only emotion I felt was sadness. I saw the agony in his face as Dana tried to clean out what seemed like deep holes in his legs.
I sat on a chair up by his face and didn’t know what to do, so I just took a plastic fan and fanned him to try to cool him down and keep the flies away.
Because he had AIDS, no one in his family except for Mahdu would touch him or even come near him.
Can you imagine that? Your family member is dying and you just neglect them because you’re embarrassed and don’t want to catch what they have.
After all of his wounds were changed, we prayed for him.
As I saw the tears coming down his face, I felt my own face covered in tears as Dana and Breana spoke words over him and asked God to heal him both outside and in.
In his language, he looked up at Tom and said all he wanted was Jesus.
Something changed in me. All I wanted to do was hold his hand, stroke his hair and put lotion on his loose, extremely dry skin.
This is what God does. He swoops down into your life and just blows you away when you least expect it.
It’s so sad seeing people have to go through what they do here.
I’ve come to realize that I am so spoiled, and selfish and prideful, and I need to start counting every single blessing I have because compared to people here, I have so much, but yet always have felt so unsatisfied, wanting more.
However, when I look at the faith and passion that Christians here have for God, I see that they are rich with the Holy Spirit, and I am ashamed that I came here following God’s call for me, thinking I was going to teach them, and I am the one being taught about his Faithfulness by 3-year-olds.
I left for India almost three weeks ago and already so much has happened.
This is going to be the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but I will come back a changed person. You can’t come to a place like this and see and experience things here and not be.
Please pray for these kids. Half of them are gone with their families spreading the gospel. The others are here on summer break. If you go to the website (www.openarmsforasia.org) and read some of their stories, your hearts will break. But they have the joy of the Lord and seeing that joy is what is encouraging me here daily.
Pray for Dana as she departs to go back home tomorrow (Wednesday, May 6).
Pray for me to keep trusting in what the Lord has for me, especially as I deal with physical sickness and home-sickness. I am fasting for 5 days to remind myself that God is sufficient for me and will fulfill my needs.
Thank you all so much for your continued prayers, support and encouragement.
A special thank you to my Mom and Jamie for the books that each of you gave me for while I’m here. They are already a huge encouragement to me and has become a part of my daily routine to spend time reading both.
Feel free to email me privately if you have any specific questions or comments.
Grace and Peace to you,
Jenna
“NEVER BE LACKING IN ZEAL, BUT KEEP YOUR SPIRITUAL FERVOR, SERVING THE LORD. BE JOYFUL IN HOPE, PATIENT IN AFFLICTION, FAITHFUL IN PRAYER. SHARE WITH GOD’S PEOPLE WHO ARE IN NEED.”
[ROMANS 12:11-13]
I feel like I’ve been constantly sick, tired and just unmotivated. Depressed is a word that accurately describes the majority of my time here so far.
I’ve felt discouraged and almost worthless not coming with a specific gift.
I’ve cracked a couple times and have cried and asked God what I was doing here.
Throughout the discouragement however, God has answered me swiftly.
Every morning when I get up I have all of the kids reaching for me to give me a hug and say “Praise the Lord, Sister.”
Little Naked Johnny runs up to me and wraps his little baby arms around my leg and looks up with his big, white-toothed smile.
Prasad walks up with his limp which just gives him so much character and adds to his cuteness, and jumps into my arms, kisses me on the cheek and just smiles, wide-eyed with his huge, teethy grin.
I will be the first to say that I haven’t thrown myself into this trip. But after talking to Thomas, Dana and Breana, I have felt very encouraged, and I have to think of back to why I felt God was calling me to be here in the first place.
What was God teaching me during this time of severe hardship?
Today it all came together for me, and hit me right in the face.
I have been hearing of the terrible conditions here, and I’ve been seeing it and living it. Although I have my own room and a toilet and a “shower” and get enough food to feed an army (I have it real good compared to most people who live here), I wouldn’t call living here luxurious. But it’s ok because I did not sign up for luxurious.
On our way home from day trips, late at night we see the trucks stopped on the side of the road to pick up the prostitutes. We’ve had to turn away the most beautiful little children who come up begging us for money to bring back to their mother’s. We’ve seen the sick and elderly, so helpless with no one really to care for them.
Dana has been gone quite a bit doing medical clinics in the villages. I only went with them once. Medicine is not my thing. I don’t know what to do, and can’t handle the littlest bit of blood. Therefore, I’ve stayed back here with the kids, and stuck to my hobby of editing photos and putting them up on my Flickr site and have let the girls play with and braid my hair while tossing a ball with the boys..
Over the past couple of weeks, Dana, Breana and Thomas have been going to the house of Mahdu (sp?), one of the staff members here. His dad has had extremely large open wounds on his leg and they recently found out (after seeing him a couple times) that he has AIDS, which is why he is so sick and not really getting any better. When they would come back and talk about “draining” the wounds and the smell, just those words made me feel sick and I decided I would rather do anything than go put myself in that situation.
But God decided to change my heart. Last week after talking to Dana, I asked her if the next time they went to visit him, if I could come with them. Today was the day.
I put on my sari, got into the car and after stopping at the local clinic to get a tour and meet the doctor, we headed over to see the man who was told he basically had no time left to live.
He was in the back of the hut laying on a cot, flies covering him like he was a decaying animal.
His family put him in the back because they thought he was going to die and apparently if someone does in a home, it is considered cursed and they have to leave for 6 months before it’s ok to live in again.
I just saw this man laying there and immediately, Dana started caring for him, squeezing out the infection of the leg wounds while Breana assisted. I was surprisingly not grossed out. The only emotion I felt was sadness. I saw the agony in his face as Dana tried to clean out what seemed like deep holes in his legs.
I sat on a chair up by his face and didn’t know what to do, so I just took a plastic fan and fanned him to try to cool him down and keep the flies away.
Because he had AIDS, no one in his family except for Mahdu would touch him or even come near him.
Can you imagine that? Your family member is dying and you just neglect them because you’re embarrassed and don’t want to catch what they have.
After all of his wounds were changed, we prayed for him.
As I saw the tears coming down his face, I felt my own face covered in tears as Dana and Breana spoke words over him and asked God to heal him both outside and in.
In his language, he looked up at Tom and said all he wanted was Jesus.
Something changed in me. All I wanted to do was hold his hand, stroke his hair and put lotion on his loose, extremely dry skin.
This is what God does. He swoops down into your life and just blows you away when you least expect it.
It’s so sad seeing people have to go through what they do here.
I’ve come to realize that I am so spoiled, and selfish and prideful, and I need to start counting every single blessing I have because compared to people here, I have so much, but yet always have felt so unsatisfied, wanting more.
However, when I look at the faith and passion that Christians here have for God, I see that they are rich with the Holy Spirit, and I am ashamed that I came here following God’s call for me, thinking I was going to teach them, and I am the one being taught about his Faithfulness by 3-year-olds.
I left for India almost three weeks ago and already so much has happened.
This is going to be the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but I will come back a changed person. You can’t come to a place like this and see and experience things here and not be.
Please pray for these kids. Half of them are gone with their families spreading the gospel. The others are here on summer break. If you go to the website (www.openarmsforasia.org) and read some of their stories, your hearts will break. But they have the joy of the Lord and seeing that joy is what is encouraging me here daily.
Pray for Dana as she departs to go back home tomorrow (Wednesday, May 6).
Pray for me to keep trusting in what the Lord has for me, especially as I deal with physical sickness and home-sickness. I am fasting for 5 days to remind myself that God is sufficient for me and will fulfill my needs.
Thank you all so much for your continued prayers, support and encouragement.
A special thank you to my Mom and Jamie for the books that each of you gave me for while I’m here. They are already a huge encouragement to me and has become a part of my daily routine to spend time reading both.
Feel free to email me privately if you have any specific questions or comments.
Grace and Peace to you,
Jenna
“NEVER BE LACKING IN ZEAL, BUT KEEP YOUR SPIRITUAL FERVOR, SERVING THE LORD. BE JOYFUL IN HOPE, PATIENT IN AFFLICTION, FAITHFUL IN PRAYER. SHARE WITH GOD’S PEOPLE WHO ARE IN NEED.”
[ROMANS 12:11-13]
Saturday, April 25, 2009
15 minutes
A picture taken of us yesterday with a random man was put in a couple of the Indian newspapers today.
The kids were SO excited.
I suppose we just got our 15 minutes of fame in India. :)
The kids were SO excited.
I suppose we just got our 15 minutes of fame in India. :)
Friday, April 24, 2009
Hindu Temples, Mangos and True Beauty
Today has been one of those days where I don't feel like there's enough time or space to write about everything that happened...so I'll try my best.
My day started off somewhat rough. Dana and I slept on the roof last night to try to cool down, but I only ended up being able to sleep for about 2.5 hours. I proceeded to sit on skype and facebook from about 330 until someone I knew came on (luckily, that side of the world was evening so it was very likely I could find someone to talk to while everyone here was still sleeping).
The morning ended up being wonderful. I was able to skype with some close friends, and also my mom and her friends and they were all able to meet some of the children and Thomas, which made me so happy because then they could get a little taste of the joy that these kids bring to me everyday.
I spent most of the morning on Skype and then after breakfast was informed that we were going to be going to a Hindu Temple.
We got ready and after a very bumpy car ride, we arrived to the first temple. Something about the god of snakes or...i dont really remember. I'm not good at remembering that kind of detail.
Anyway...after that we went to a huge temple where the architecture was beautiful and where we also did not fit in in any way.
After a while, i noticed that people were very excited to see us. I had assumed that they would have negative thoughts, but forgot about them loving Americans. If you look in my flickr, there are some pictures with random men standing next to Dana, Breana and I. That was because we became like a walking tourist attraction. We stopped to see and elephant and they were asking us to have pictures taken with us and wanted to write about how Americans came to their temple.
I even had little kids running up to me wanting to shake my hand. It was crazy.
After we left the temple, we went to a place in the country area where they had cashew trees and grew chilis, mangos and tobacco. We met the nicest couple who lived there, and they cut down fruit and sent some home with us.
Apparently OAFA has goats, so we stopped by a very small village to see them.
It's amazing to me to see the differences in the way people live there. There are some huge, beautiful houses, but most of what I saw where hand-made huts, or we even drove by a mother pushing a big wagon-like thing with a baby and all of their belongings, other children in tow, to go stay in the trees, because that was all they could do.
After driving around and seeing these different parts, I thought back to what it was like to live in Grand Rapids, and my last night before I left, when I stayed in Chicago where it was all about beautiful buildings and materialistic things.
These Indian people are probably the most beautiful I've ever seen, especially the older ones. It's all natural beauty and their skin ages so differently than American's, it's almost like they're a work of art.
I usually spend a lot of time editing photos but this time I want you to see the raw beauty, so I will not touch any of them with any editing.
Please email me or leave me your feedback.
Grace and Peace be with you all,
Jenna
My day started off somewhat rough. Dana and I slept on the roof last night to try to cool down, but I only ended up being able to sleep for about 2.5 hours. I proceeded to sit on skype and facebook from about 330 until someone I knew came on (luckily, that side of the world was evening so it was very likely I could find someone to talk to while everyone here was still sleeping).
The morning ended up being wonderful. I was able to skype with some close friends, and also my mom and her friends and they were all able to meet some of the children and Thomas, which made me so happy because then they could get a little taste of the joy that these kids bring to me everyday.
I spent most of the morning on Skype and then after breakfast was informed that we were going to be going to a Hindu Temple.
We got ready and after a very bumpy car ride, we arrived to the first temple. Something about the god of snakes or...i dont really remember. I'm not good at remembering that kind of detail.
Anyway...after that we went to a huge temple where the architecture was beautiful and where we also did not fit in in any way.
After a while, i noticed that people were very excited to see us. I had assumed that they would have negative thoughts, but forgot about them loving Americans. If you look in my flickr, there are some pictures with random men standing next to Dana, Breana and I. That was because we became like a walking tourist attraction. We stopped to see and elephant and they were asking us to have pictures taken with us and wanted to write about how Americans came to their temple.
I even had little kids running up to me wanting to shake my hand. It was crazy.
After we left the temple, we went to a place in the country area where they had cashew trees and grew chilis, mangos and tobacco. We met the nicest couple who lived there, and they cut down fruit and sent some home with us.
Apparently OAFA has goats, so we stopped by a very small village to see them.
It's amazing to me to see the differences in the way people live there. There are some huge, beautiful houses, but most of what I saw where hand-made huts, or we even drove by a mother pushing a big wagon-like thing with a baby and all of their belongings, other children in tow, to go stay in the trees, because that was all they could do.
After driving around and seeing these different parts, I thought back to what it was like to live in Grand Rapids, and my last night before I left, when I stayed in Chicago where it was all about beautiful buildings and materialistic things.
These Indian people are probably the most beautiful I've ever seen, especially the older ones. It's all natural beauty and their skin ages so differently than American's, it's almost like they're a work of art.
I usually spend a lot of time editing photos but this time I want you to see the raw beauty, so I will not touch any of them with any editing.
Please email me or leave me your feedback.
Grace and Peace be with you all,
Jenna
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
a little more detail
I realized that my last entry just wasn't very sufficient in telling you how amazing my experience has been so far.
Let me give you some details about life here.
It is HOT. At least 100 degrees everyday. It will probably get hotter over the next month. When June hits, that's when the Monsoon comes so it will be a couple months of cooler weather and a LOT of rain.
When I think about the kids here, there is no other word I would use to describe them except JOYFUL. They are so happy all the time and having 58 pairs of arms stretched out wanting a hug all the time is just the most amazing feeling.
It is going to be so hard for me not to want to take them all home with me when I return in a year. The older kids are so mature for their age and just take care of the younger ones.
The girls are amazing and it's pretty easy to communicate with them because they know a little bit of English.
It's so funny because all of the kids who know even a little bit of English try so hard to teach Dana and I Telegu (their language). To them, I am "Acah" (sp?) which means big sister.
These kids pray like none I've ever seen before. There's one girl who prays for me individually about 5x/day. Not because she has to, but because she wants to. It's amazing. I don't know many people who do that.
The kids here call me "doll" because I'm different than what's considered normal.
They also tell me I have small eyes and that is their favorite part of me.
Thinking about being here a whole year is really hard. But I left the US a week ago today and even though the days have seemed long, the last week has gone by very quickly.
Thomas would like me to come home in October (I have to leave the country after 6 months anyway because of my visa). If I can afford it, I am definitely going to do it and will be home for about a month. It's weird how you don't think you'll miss people much when going away to start a new lifestyle, but I would give anything to be able to run over to my friends' houses or just go to dinner, or see my family.
I must end, because we are eating breakfast soon (which probably includes white rice, vegetables, and lots of spicy curry).
The food here is AMAZING along with the coffee..and all the hands that help prepare it.
Remember I am 9.5 hours AHEAD of Michigan.
If you ever want to skype, I am usually on morning my time between 7 and 9am and at night my time (around noon your time).
I hope you all are doing well.
If there's anything we can pray for you, please let me know.
Grace and Peace,
Jenna
Let me give you some details about life here.
It is HOT. At least 100 degrees everyday. It will probably get hotter over the next month. When June hits, that's when the Monsoon comes so it will be a couple months of cooler weather and a LOT of rain.
When I think about the kids here, there is no other word I would use to describe them except JOYFUL. They are so happy all the time and having 58 pairs of arms stretched out wanting a hug all the time is just the most amazing feeling.
It is going to be so hard for me not to want to take them all home with me when I return in a year. The older kids are so mature for their age and just take care of the younger ones.
The girls are amazing and it's pretty easy to communicate with them because they know a little bit of English.
It's so funny because all of the kids who know even a little bit of English try so hard to teach Dana and I Telegu (their language). To them, I am "Acah" (sp?) which means big sister.
These kids pray like none I've ever seen before. There's one girl who prays for me individually about 5x/day. Not because she has to, but because she wants to. It's amazing. I don't know many people who do that.
The kids here call me "doll" because I'm different than what's considered normal.
They also tell me I have small eyes and that is their favorite part of me.
Thinking about being here a whole year is really hard. But I left the US a week ago today and even though the days have seemed long, the last week has gone by very quickly.
Thomas would like me to come home in October (I have to leave the country after 6 months anyway because of my visa). If I can afford it, I am definitely going to do it and will be home for about a month. It's weird how you don't think you'll miss people much when going away to start a new lifestyle, but I would give anything to be able to run over to my friends' houses or just go to dinner, or see my family.
I must end, because we are eating breakfast soon (which probably includes white rice, vegetables, and lots of spicy curry).
The food here is AMAZING along with the coffee..and all the hands that help prepare it.
Remember I am 9.5 hours AHEAD of Michigan.
If you ever want to skype, I am usually on morning my time between 7 and 9am and at night my time (around noon your time).
I hope you all are doing well.
If there's anything we can pray for you, please let me know.
Grace and Peace,
Jenna
Monday, April 20, 2009
I'm here!
Finally, I have a minute to update you on my journey.
After a 20 hour flight, Dana and I arrived with no big problems to Vijayawada airport at about 330pm India time on Saturday, the 18th. We were greeted by Breana, Peter, and Thomas who then took us back to the orphange.
The welcoming was amazing with all of the kids lined up outside and "welcome to OAFA INDIA Jenna and Dana" spelled out using flower petals.
We got to meet each child, and their joy spilled over so much, I was overwhelmed with so much emotion.
These kids love to be hugged and held and they all call us "sister."
It's hard to put into words what I feel when I get to seem them everyday. They're all so happy and just want to be loved more than anything.
I was sick for half of the day yesterday, so i was unable to attend their church service but later in that afternoon, i awoke to all 58 of them in my room with their hands on me praying that I would be better. It was amazing.
I'm still trying to learn their names, but am finding myself loving them more and more everyday.
I was thinking today about how long a year is; but how hard it is going to be for me to leave. I am going to be so attached, and I think it will break all of our hearts when I have to leave forever.
There's so much to say, but I can't think of how to put it in this blog right now.
I am just SO happy. I have been told by 2 people so far that in my pictures I look like i glow. I can feel it when the kids come up and hug me and say that they love me.
Please take a minute to look at the photos I was able to put up.
I have placed a link to my Flickr page on the side of my page.
Let me know what you think!
Thank you all for your continued prayers and encouragement.
Grace and Peace!
Jenna
After a 20 hour flight, Dana and I arrived with no big problems to Vijayawada airport at about 330pm India time on Saturday, the 18th. We were greeted by Breana, Peter, and Thomas who then took us back to the orphange.
The welcoming was amazing with all of the kids lined up outside and "welcome to OAFA INDIA Jenna and Dana" spelled out using flower petals.
We got to meet each child, and their joy spilled over so much, I was overwhelmed with so much emotion.
These kids love to be hugged and held and they all call us "sister."
It's hard to put into words what I feel when I get to seem them everyday. They're all so happy and just want to be loved more than anything.
I was sick for half of the day yesterday, so i was unable to attend their church service but later in that afternoon, i awoke to all 58 of them in my room with their hands on me praying that I would be better. It was amazing.
I'm still trying to learn their names, but am finding myself loving them more and more everyday.
I was thinking today about how long a year is; but how hard it is going to be for me to leave. I am going to be so attached, and I think it will break all of our hearts when I have to leave forever.
There's so much to say, but I can't think of how to put it in this blog right now.
I am just SO happy. I have been told by 2 people so far that in my pictures I look like i glow. I can feel it when the kids come up and hug me and say that they love me.
Please take a minute to look at the photos I was able to put up.
I have placed a link to my Flickr page on the side of my page.
Let me know what you think!
Thank you all for your continued prayers and encouragement.
Grace and Peace!
Jenna
Sunday, April 12, 2009
all over the place!!
I don't even have time to do a full update...mainly because it's 3:50am and I have to be to church at 850am...today.
It is Easter though.
How awesome is it to think that today, so many years ago, Jesus rose from the grave.
He took our place on the cross so that we may have Eternal Life.
You should listen to "This Is Our God" by Hillsong United.
Here's a link to YouTube just in case. Listen to the words.
This Is Our God
Probably one of the greatest worship songs of all time.
I leave on Thursday. It's Sunday.
Where did the time go?!?!
It is Easter though.
How awesome is it to think that today, so many years ago, Jesus rose from the grave.
He took our place on the cross so that we may have Eternal Life.
You should listen to "This Is Our God" by Hillsong United.
Here's a link to YouTube just in case. Listen to the words.
This Is Our God
Probably one of the greatest worship songs of all time.
I leave on Thursday. It's Sunday.
Where did the time go?!?!
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