We’re finally in India. Actually, we’ve been here for a week now, getting reacquainted with the culture and trying to remember how to navigate around the crazy streets of India. We had forgotten how interesting and unique India is. It’s definitely a culture set apart from anywhere else we’ve been; a night and day difference to USA/Canada and Swaziland (which, when you’re in India, you realize is not that different from the America’s). It is definitely a good thing that we came here a few weeks early, as so much has changed since we were here last; even that which is the same takes a bit of recollecting!!
Daddy has been working a lot on my heart this week. While we were in South Africa, I was battling Him about going to India. Don’t get me wrong, I have wanted to be back here ever since I left in 2005, I just didn’t feel ready. My biggest fear was loneliness. We were moving from our base in Swaziland with 10-15 full-time staff to a base that’s only just starting, where we were the only staff. I didn’t think I was ready to be alone. Even on the plane, I spent a lot of time just crying out to Daddy because I was afraid for what was coming once we stepped off the airplane in Delhi. I didn’t feel ready. However, he kept telling me over and over again, “Daddy knows….Daddy knows….Daddy knows.” He reminded me that as long as He’s going with me everything will fall into place. I knew without a doubt that He was going with me…He was sending me to India…He knows!!
This week He’s shown me that Daddy really does know…
This past Friday, Matt and I headed to the orphanage, Asha House, where our team will be working. We know most of the staff from when we were here last time (although, it is a different orphanage that is only about 1.5 years old). During the drive there, I wasn’t too keen on being there for the afternoon. However, Daddy knows, and He sent me there that afternoon for a reason….I fell in love with India and the people here. While at the orphanage I had some great conversations with some of the female staff, the start of great friendships, I fell in love with the orphans (not a hard thing to do), and I fell in love with India. Daddy once again reminded me that He knows!!!
He knows what’s going to happen in half an hour or 10 years!
He knows what my passions are and how to reach them!
He knows my fears and that His perfect love drives out fear!
He knows my doubts and what to say to rid my mind of them!
He knows how to love me, and does just that!
He knows that I’m going to fail, and loves me just the same!
What do I have to worry about, because….Daddy knows!!
Wow, thanks once again Naomi for words of wisdom that challenge & humble me. I can certainly relate to having a heart to return to a place, but when the time comes, humanly not wanting to go. And the emotions that come with starting your own base/staff (3 years on, Paul & I are still the only ones in Bucharest – which is our greatest prayer need at the minute as my last volunteer just emigrated so going to visit kids on the street is hard!). Thanks for the reminder & the encouragement. You continue to inspire me! Love & miss you lots xox
Great entry. I appreciate your openness. Good reminder to me today 🙂
XO