How Fingernail Polish Opens Doors

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 […]

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God……In China.

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. […]

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