No Words
Sometimes I don’t have the words to express how God has changed me. Sometimes I don’t have the words to explain what I have seen. Sometimes I don’t have the depth to tell you all that God has done in the lives of the people we were around. So all I can do… is pray. As you read my prayer, make it your prayer as well and let us lift up the people of the Pokat tribe and the Amaya village together.
Dear Precious Jesus,
Oh Lord, as I write and pray, so many images of the past two weeks flood my mind. I see the house we called home for two weeks. I...