We emerge. Half way across the world. From an underground subway. And his feet are the first thing I see. Patched with stories of the places that he has been. Calloused. Filthy. Me. Dumbstruck. Imagining the reality. Some people don’t have shoes. Ascending from below. Shanghai. Navigating through thousands of silent people. To the streets. Up the […]
Dinner time. In orphanage. In China. Struggling through white rice….made with more love than any bowl could hold. First night in orphanage. Three plane rides far away from home. And we walk into kitchen. “Xie xie”….to say, “Thank you” in Chinese. We then ask….to paint nails….for many. And fingers and toes….a representation of love. And Jesus […]
I see his face. Bold One. To youth. Here. In China. And though words I do not understand. His eyes….Awake… Shine Light…. Like few I have ever seen. And words….though only spoken… ROAR! With Holy Fire! …..And I am broken. Missing full revival fire that used to burn inside of me. And how I have coddled […]
I sit in church…..in China. Young girl interpreting beside me. And there are no stories. No introductions to conversations of man…. That corrupt this Holy Place. And before beginning. One sat down beside us. Hands folded. Head bowed. Mouth slowly mumbling prayers. And I wonder what petitions are about. Another in front of me with child. […]