A good reminder

I was reading Luke 15: 11 - 32 and I had to pray for God to give me fresh eyes. The "prodigal son" is such a familiar story to me that I wanted to make sure to really read it and not just scan over the words.

Father, thank you for reminding me this morning that you will always welcome me back with open arms. Even when I squander my inheritance on worthless living. Even when I am no longer worthy to be called your daughter. Your truth and love bring me to life!! Your love never fails.

How often do I react like the older son when God celebrates the return of one of His children? I react with jealousy, anger, wondering why God would take them back, judging. . .

Change my heart, O God, make it ever new. Change my heart, O God, may I be like You. . .Slow to anger, quick to forgive.

A new helper

August has been filled with many cultural experiences. My greatest challenge this month has been finding a new helper. I wouldn't be able to survive without one. Well, maybe I could, but I don't like to think about life without one : ) I found out, through various friends, three people who were interested in working for us. Little did I know that every one in the village would be coming to me to tell me who they thought would be the best person for the job. We were the talk of the village all month long as we interviewed ladies and prayed about what to do. I had to email my family on a couple of occasions because I was getting so frustrated with all the "help."

We praise God for our new helper, Phi AaMon. She is wonderful with Aleah and a great cook. She is not yet a believer, but is interested in learning about Christian things. She is also very good friends with the two ladies that have worked with us previously, Ann and Baa Jaan. So, she is able to talk with them about how strange we are : )