God Wonders

Blessed are you who give yourselves over to God,
turn your backs on the world's "sure thing,"
ignore what the world worships;
The world's a huge stockpile
of God-wonders and God-thoughts.
Nothing and no one
comes close to you!
-Psalm 40:4

At the moment i just feel totally in wonder . Being in India just gave me a real perspective on how flipping good I have life. I have a family that cares for me and a healthy body and clean running water and a clean place to live and work. Flip, just being able to travel, is a blessing.

During the trip we visited a local house in a village, and its in my head. Just the pure lack of anything. It proper smacked me with the reality of poverty. I asked God how are the tables so turned in my favour and he asked me the question right back. Interesting!!!

the scripture above says 'God-wonders and God-thoughts' I am defiantly feeling this. I am actually walking around in awe and wonder. I have come back to a stunning England . Autumn is bringing the colours out and its so sunny, so green its gorgeous and I love it. But I am also still reeling from the beauty and challenges of India...

I think I just have a realisation of how good my quality of life is. I feel so blessed , cause I know I am.

God is so good to me. God -wonder and God-thoughts, definitely...x

India.. 2011

Jeep style in Ranakpur.
Goa
Ranakpur temple.

Udiapur. this is on a hotel island on a lake.
Cow in a leather shop.

Sunrise view up a mountain in Pushkar



My word to describe India is for me EXTREME.

Extreme beauty, and extreme poverty. Extreme colour and extreme dirt, extreme tastes and extreme diseases. extreme roads and extreme religion.

It was amazing, and tireing. Its just so different from the UK. at first it seems quite scary, but a few days in and you are all sorted.

We started off in Deli then got a train to Agra (Taj Mahal) then got a bus to Jaipur (the pink city). Then we headed to Pushkar (a hindu holy city). then got a train to Udiapur. Then a jeep to Ranakpur (mounatians and beauty), then an overnight train to Mumbai (metroploitian city) then a plane to Goa where we danced a little.

The food was awesome, had the most amazing food in my life. Saw a bollywood movie, had a indian massarge. rode lots of tuk tuks and rickshaws, made some new friends, well quite alot actually and so much more.

My favourtie things was seeing the Taj Mahal and being in Pushkar and rideing an elephant.

Incredible..xx

India...the beginning...

So I am off to India for 2 weeks off carrying a backpack and eating dodgy food, with my mate Laura...

Elephants, smells, Holy Cows and road chaos, are bound to be a daily experience, in the days ahead.

Right now I am excited and a bit nervous, not being the greatest flyer, I hate being on planes, so an eight hour flight, is defiantly not my idea of a fun time. ( I do have the whole first season of doctor who, Billie and Christopher Eccleston..to watch.)

So if you Believe and love God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit, I would appreciate your prayers for the next few weeks. I am sure I will log into here at some point to let you know the score...

Take care...

‘But sin didn’t and doesn’t have a chance in competition with the aggressive forgiveness we call grace.’ Romans 5 :20 (msg)

Scars...

Another great night last night at the food kitchen. Lots of great people,chatting and sharing, being Friends.

Towards the end of the night, there was an incident that really hurt me, to see someone in so much pain and see the physicality of it, in front of my eyes. Serious wounds and scars, the images burned into my memory.

I actually think I felt a bit of my heart break off it hurt, quite alot... I went home, got my dad to pray with me and then ranted and cried with God for a bit..

So so so much pain, and hurt and unlove is hard to bear.. And my only real option last night, was to pray with him. I feel like I want to save him, and am quite powerless to do anything.. but I know, I have to give it to God.

'Break my heart for what breaks yours'

I feel like this prayer keeps getting answered. Which is Good. ( i do wobble, when i say that).

But I feel a right plonker, when people ask me to tell them about the food kitchen and I end up crying like a lunatic. If you are one of these people I am sorry!

What an Adventure....we are on...