Full Circle in Cambodia 

I arrived in Cambodia on Wednesday evening and every day I am introduced to the tragedies and the triumphs.

Yesterday I woke up and felt my spirit was lighter. It has been a long time since I felt this and I only understand that I have felt a heavy dark spirit every morning when I wake up because of what I felt this morning. 

The Holy Spirit helping me see lightness for the first time in a very long time. Spending time in the slum watching children gather around story time and then spending time in the evening with the University Students gave me such hope. These students were once the little children sitting in the little read chairs. 

FLAME: IDENTIFY - GROW - LAUNCH! 

FLAME
This program works!

I will write more when I leave Cambodia for Myanmar on 11/12 - there is simply no time as my days are full here from 7am to 11pm... and somehow I need to sleep :-)

We are blessed!

Wenche Miriam ~~~

 














 

GROW – In Spirit & Love 

Yesterday was a day none of us had expected. We were on a tight schedule in the morning in order to get to G.R.O.W. on time to eat a wonderful meal prepared for us by the cooks there. 

After being treated to such a wonderful meal, as always, we cleaned off our tables and placed the dishes in their brand-new cleaning area that has been built over the past year. Some of the ladies participated in the cleaning all our dishes to put less work on our amazing hosts here in Thailand.  

Quickly after a group prayer with the children and staff, we loaded up the GROW bus and Truck and started our journey to Chiang Mai to see a movie and feed the kids the meal they have been dreaming of. Pizza, KFC, and McDonalds fueled up the children before choosing to go see the new Nutcracker movie. Smiles grew wider and wider as they lined up for their unexpected popcorn and soda treats. After the movie, our team split quickly to find a breakfast snack for the following morning in order to make it to church service at the GROW home on time. 

The plan was to follow up the movie with a picnic full of market food and treats from 7/11, but what was supposed to be a quick stop, turned into driving the 3hrs back to GROW to eat around 8pm. A long day of driving, eating, and goofing around, led to chowing down catfish on a stick with sticky rice in our fingers. We said goodbye, and jumped into the trucks that were loaned to the team to make it easier on the GROW staff. Randy and Allen, practicing their left side driving, landed us safely back to our hotel where we all went straight to bed excited for worship the following morning t’s hard to believe today is our second and last Sunday in this mission trip.   How quickly the time has passed! 

The Sunday in GROW started with glorious praise to the Lord.  Pastor Jeff’s message about forgiveness was just perfect.   Forgiveness is so foundational to being a believer.  As Jesus forgave us, so shall we forgive our brothers and sisters.    

Pastor John demonstrated the burden we carry by not forgiving our brothers and sisters.    The children laughed as one of the GROW kids carried several bags representing carrying unforgiven sins.   Though funny to see, this was quite a powerful way to teach the concept!   

For our last afternoon and evening at GROW, the team was initially torn between having to choose between going to Abonzo coffee or the waterfalls.   The choice was quite easy when we talked about the significance of what Patrick from Abonzo coffee is doing which is really following God’s calling and building a coffee ministry to help bring Jesus to the Akha people.    

This is the team’s repeat visit to Abonzo for some who’s been here before yet it continues to amaze us to see how our Lord is working through Patrick. 

Abonzo Coffee is in Doi Chang which just has an amazing landscape.  Of course, they make the BEST coffee to go with the beautiful scenery.   This is also where they sell Blue Latte - a yummy blue/lavender frappe drink. 

Next we headed to the waterfalls but didn’t make it in time.  The waterfalls will have to wait for next year as they moved up the closing time on account of the earlier daylight end.    With the Cave experience of getting trapped, they are careful to keep places safe which we can all appreciate. 

It’s a perfect time to head back to GROW.     

As we headed back, we encountered road closures and found out the King’s daughter was passing through.    We quickly found out there are several things expected with the passing of the Princess.   For those wearing capri pants or skirts above the ankle, we had to go behind the vehicles, so we are not seen by the Princess.  We could not use our phones or take pictures.   Faa was clear in giving us guidance on what to do and not to do.  Faa was following what the policeman was instructing her to do.  The rules would even be more when the King passes.    Faa shared times in Chiang Mai where the King passed, and all the subjects bowed down and stayed on the grounds for about 3 hours until the King has passed.    One of the team members continued to have her phone out and questioned why she should follow when the policeman saw her and didn’t tell her to put away her phone.   Several team members responded back to her advising we must follow as we have to respect Faa and it is the polite thing to do. The policeman told Faa what she should tell us to do as we were clearly foreigners in this part of the world.  We clearly didn’t know what to expect when the King’s daughter passes by.    

There was a sense of uncertainty and perhaps even a bit of anxiety and frustration with waiting and not knowing how long we have to wait.   It made me reflect on what the Bible tells us about waiting for Our King.   James 5:7-9. “Be patient, then, brothers, until the Lord’s coming.  See how the farmer waits for the land to yield its valuable crop and how patient he is for the autumn and rains.  You too, be patient and stand firm, because the Lord’s coming is near.  Don’t grumble against each other, brothers, or you will be judged.  The Judge is standing at the door.”  

We ended the evening having a wonderful time with the GROW children and staff where we sang and danced for each other and exchanged gifts from our children’s Vacation Bible School (VBS) and the Thai children’s gift of art/drawings.  I will forever treasure the gift of art from the GROW children.   

This was a glorious end to our day.   However, it also brought sadness as we said goodbye to the children.    One of our team members said,  “we do not have enough time with the kids...”. yes, there is never enough time with them.   

November 7th, 2018 

Today is the last day of our trip and this morning we spent some time reflecting on the journey we’ve been on while here. One of the things that struck us is the fact that, by looking at GROW, we have a blueprint of what the Safe House ministry can become.  

They both began humbly: gathering children in extreme need—whether abused, starved, trafficked, prostituted—and providing a safe-haven in a home. GROW has been able to expand into an incredible organization by partnering with several churches in the US and being able to work with the Thai government. They have nine acres of land with separate dorms for the girls and boys, rice fields, chickens, a soccer field, play structure, dining hall and worship center. They have therapists for the children and are working on plans to have training for the children to prepare them to launch into the world once they graduate from high school. It’s a truly inspirational place with strong leadership by Faa, Ning and their team. 

The Safe House, however, has different and significant challenges. They partner with Hillside only and are not able to work with the government of their country because they need to fly under the radar. The entire group lives in a three bedroom, two bathroom home with only a small cement yard and an extremely rudimentary kitchen. It would be easy to despair but instead it’s exciting to know that God has more in store for them and that this is only the beginning. They want to purchase land so they can expand in a similar way to GROW.  They want to be able to take on more children who are at risk for being trafficked and help the kids in the program prepare for their future. There are so many obstacles, but instead of thinking of them as unpassable roadblocks, we can see them as opportunities to watch God at work.  

So, a quick call to action in case you are feeling like you are being called to jump in: If you want to know how you can help in an immediate, tangible way there are two things you can do. The first is to commit to praying for the Safe House and the leaders, Leik and Irene. For their wisdom in knowing where God is leading them and for the ministry itself. The second is to become part of the group who gives financial support to them. There are two opportunities for giving. You can add to the fund that finances the ministry’s ongoing needs. The second is to donate to the land fund to help set them up for the future. (Please do not think of this as a pressure situation! This suggestion is simply an outlet for those who are feeling a specific call to do something now.

This blog is written by Victor and others from my church - I simply have not had time but wanted to share with your this amazing journey.  Most of the team has now left Chiang Mai and are heading for home, however I am on my way to Cambodia~~~

Friendships, Love & Goodbye for now ~~~ 

10/29/18 – Land Swimming Noodles & Ice Cream 

A memorable part was our local pastor reaching in the mud next to the homes in the land where there were crabs!   She fearlessly reaches deep in the mud which was a bit scary for us – but “She does not hesitate to reach in dark places.” 

After school the kids rushed back home as it is Swim Day!   This is such a blessing for us as the kids get to swim - the only time they get to swim is when the team visits. The kids and safe house residents and Hillside team played and just had a joyful time together. After swimming was dinner at the Noodle place then ICE CREAM!   Finishing up the day we headed back to the safe house where we played and sang.   Played games together and just enjoyed each other.  This was our last night with some of the small children & boys. Always hard to say goodbye to the kids who aren’t coming with us to Thailand.     

10/30 - Resort, Pool Time

Crossing the border lifted everyone’s spirits. There’s a certain lightness that came upon many of us as we re-entered Thailand. On the way to the resort, we stopped by a scenic national park where we walked for a bit and checked out the cave where the Thai boys had been trapped earlier this year.  

When we reached the resort and checked in, the first order of business was heading to the pool before it got too dark. The water is a perfect refreshing temperature and being cool instead of feeling hot and sweaty is a sweet relief 

10/31/18 & 11/1/18 - Double Decker, Park Zip Lining, Food Court, Movie 

Day six was a respite in many ways. It began with a cool breeze blowing away the oppressive humidity and heat. A cloud cover blocked the intense sun and we all took a deep breath.  

Usually we begin the morning with a time of sharing, but because the Safe House leaders have been feeling especially worn down and overwhelmed since the addition of several new children into the home, we instead spent some time gathering around them to give them support and encouragement. We all prayed for them and then sang praise songs for them rather than them singing for us, which is usually the case.  

We then set out for a park that has a zip line to give the girls an adventure, but little did we know there was something that would prove even more exciting that was to come first: a double decker bus! Yep, we were unable to arrange tuk tuks as we would usually use, so our leders got a bus for us all to ride together and it was an unexpected hit! They were so excited. The wanted their pictures taken in front of the bus and joyfully dashed to the upper level for the trip.  

We explored the park and then ended at the zip line, which began at a building that was four stories tall, zipped across a beautiful lawn area, and then ended further along the meadow.  This was my first time to Zip Line and my son's fiancée Nathali and I jumped off the platform together - that will always be a great memory.

We ended the day at the movies, which is a serious highlight of the trip for the girls. It’s the one movie a year they get to see, and we do it up with popcorn and soda. As we exited the theater, we heard one of the girls say, “See you next year!” 

11/2/18 - Tearful Goodbye for now

One of the things that has been most striking during this trip is the strength of the Lord manifested through these young women and girls. As they gave their testimonies over the last two days, we have listened to the horrors that have been endured by each and every one of them. Some have been prostituted, others have been poor and hungry beyond what we can imagine. One jumped out of a second floor window because she was being beaten so badly she preferred possible death by hitting the ground than death by fist. She was pregnant at the time. Several have had people try to kill them; one fled to the jungle to escape her murderous father and remained there for four days alone and frightened. She was eleven at the time.  

And yet, they not only endure but are joyous. Truly filled with joy. And it begs the question: How can that be? Over and over we heard the same answer to the question. It’s the strength of Jesus. It’s faith, it’s hope. They feel secure living at the Safe House where they receive not only actual food, but spiritual nourishment. They are crowded in together, desperately in need of more space, but they are loved. They are cared for. They are provided for. They are grateful beyond expression.  

One of the young women, who is now seventeen, learned about the Safe House and began going to church there even though she was Buddhist at the time, because she could get some food. She not only became a Christian, she brought in her sister who did as well. This would have never happened if it wasn’t for this ministry. We are incredibly blessed to partner with the leaders at the Safe House as they rescue children and young women in singles, doubles and sibling groups. They go into brothels, they hear about children and bring them in before they are sold to brothels, they bring in children who have no hope, they bring in children who are starving. They love them. They care for them. They nurture them. We are blessed by them as we bless them with our support.  

We trust in the Lord to fulfill this promise and have faith that he will. We are all one family. They are ours and we are theirs. 

It was a difficult goodbye, but we all know that we will see them again. 

 

Thanks Giving 

We gathered Sunday morning and headed out for a wonderful breakfast – 17 people – under $2.00 per person.  We were served all kinds of wonderful things, some of which were familiar to me and others were not.  I sat back and listened to the conversations around me and could feel the anticipation of what the day would bring.  

After breakfast we headed to the Safe House to have Sunday Worship! 

Thanksgiving Sunday in Burma! 

We were welcomed with smiles, hugs and so much life.  It feels a bit awkward at times because they give us so much love and it feels so undeserving to me to be treated like this.  Who am I?  They are the brave, the strong and the steadfast in their faith – not me. 

Families come from the slums to attend Sunday service and the room was decorated with fruits and vegetables that would later be distributed to those in need.  Most, if not all the Christian churches in Burma do the same with one exception – they sell the produce when they are done with it. 

The children had prepared music that seemed like angels had come from heaven just for us.  These children sing with their entire body, mind and soul. 

These lyrics came alive! 

        Holy spirit, You are welcome here 
        Come flood this place and fill the atmosphere 
   
    Your glory, God, is what our hearts long for 
        To be overcome by Your presence, Lord 

After a beautiful service chairs were removed, and tables were set up to feed a wonderful meal to the people attending church.  We were asked to wait and have our meal with the Safe House because custom dictates that guests are served first then family.  WE ARE FAMILY – this warmed my heart more than I can express. 

In the afternoon we headed back to our Purple Nine Star Hotel to rest for a couple of hours while the girls prepared food for the evening and prepared gifts to hand out in the evening. 

After an evening of more worship singing, praises and gathering for games and simple fun time with the children we said goodnight to them and loaded up 2 vehicles with bags containing all the produce along with some toiletries and headed to the darker side of Burma.  The brothels. 

We visited several brothels and gave out bags of food and sat and spoke with the girls and the “Madams” – prayed with them, held them, loved them.  90% of women in Burma are subjected to this life.  There is simply no work, no opportunities, no way out.  A few find strength and determination to leave this life, but the ramifications are huge.  They live with guilt beyond our understanding – they no longer can provide for their families…. i.e. mother, father, siblings, aunts, uncles… 

The drug use is ramped here, and the endless “abuse” of women is disgusting.  Women have no value – no importance.  As an example, when crossing the border, I helped with the process and when everything was done the security guard handed the visas to one of the men in our group.  Why to do tell you this?  Because I had helped with the process and none of the men in our group did, but they do not recognize me with importance, simply because I am a woman.  They went out of their way to make sure they gave the papers to a man. 

Our day felt so crazy – first we feel joy and then we feel such deep sorrow. 

I struggled to write this blog because I felt empty and numb from all the impressions over the last couple of days.  I asked my son Victor: “How do I write about everything I feel” – His answer: “Write as if you are writing to God”.  I will try over the next day or so to write a more “personal” blog of what this all feels like to me rather then what we are “doing”. 

This entire day reminded me of how much we have and the story of the Widow that gave one little penny because it was all she had. 

“The Widow’s Offering" - Luke 21:1–4 

Jesus sat down opposite the place where the offerings were put and watched the crowd putting their money into the temple treasury. Many rich people threw in large amounts. But a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins, worth only a few cents. 

Calling his disciples to him, Jesus said, “Truly I tell you, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all the others.  They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything—all she had to live on.” 

“Thanksgiving” – 2 Corinthians 9:11 

You will be enriched in every way so that you can be generous on every occasion, and through us your generosity will result in thanksgiving to God. 

Wenche Miriam ~~~

My Paradise is a Loving Place 

Wednesday night 10/24 a couple of us headed on Bart at 10pm on our way to SFO.  Excitement started to build and the closer we got to the airport the more I could feel butterflies in my stomach.  Then before we reached the airport I was able to check my email and finally received one of the emails I had been waiting for from the US Embassy in Yangon.  YES – I have an appointment on November 13th and this is big deal.  It has taken me countless of emails over several months to finally get this invitation.  They were most likely tired of receiving my constant requests and thought to themselves “better meet this lady or we will never get rid of her.”  

Once at the airport we gathered as a team and off we went.  It is a VERY long journey to Chiang Rai when you are on a tight budget – SFO, Taiwan, Bangkok, Chiang Rai.  Some of the team members had several hours of sleep.  Me not so much: -0- hours.  

Once we arrived in Chiang Rai our luggage was still in Bangkok.  Last year out of all the team members my suitcase was the only luggage that did not arrive.  This time I was prepared and had extra stuff in my carry on.  YEAH! 

We finally got to our hotel room and after dinner there was nothing left in me (have no idea of how many hours I had been up at that point) and I passed out at 9pm and slept well. 

10/27/18 – New Morning – the energy of the people around us waking up was exciting.  Victor & I had breakfast at 6:30 a.m. and I was reminded of our first trip together to Bangkok in 2015.  After breakfast we walked the streets of Chiang Rai and came upon all kinds of markets.  Fruits, Pet Store and Funeral markets – strange to see them lined up like they are here.  After about 1-1/2 of walking we headed back to the hotel to get in vans with the team and head up north to Mai Sai. 

On our way we stopped to have lunch and pick up pies for the “Safe House” - they love pies and it is a yearly treat.  We had a wonderful lunch and climbed in 2 vans headed to our next stop.  If you remember the boys trapped in the caves – that is Mai Sai. 

Over the border we were reunited with our wonderful family and all I can say is that it felt wonderful to be hugged and loved again by them.  I had no idea of how empty I felt after this last year – how tired and absolutely drained I am.  I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to give anything to these women and children and I may just be learning that perhaps that’s the point – to be so empty that I must receive. 

After a heart felt reunion where are faces hurt from smiling we had worship time together and then a wonderful meal.  Every time I am here I am reminded how Jesus was able to feed thousands with so little.  This is the same feeling I have when I am here.  I marvel at the amount of food that to our western’s eyes, don’t seem like much but completely satisfies us all. 

After another long day we headed to our hotel where we looked forward to starting the air conditioner, shower and fall asleep.  Well, a couple of rooms we subjected to Air Conditioning “Trolls” that played havoc with our system.  The room stayed 30°C. After more than an hour we came up with a plan to get us all through a night in cool rooms.  At times it is difficult to keep ones “cool” in these situations and I was frazzled to say the least, but we got through it and had a good night sleep.  And today we woke up to another morning in what I like to call, my paradise – is a loving place.

Wenche Miriam ~~~

Matthew 14:13-21 NIV  -  Jesus Feeds the Five Thousand  

When Jesus heard what had happened, he withdrew by boat privately to a solitary place. Hearing of this, the crowds followed him on foot from the towns. 14 When Jesus landed and saw a large crowd, he had compassion on them and healed their sick.  

As evening approached, the disciples came to him and said, “This is a remote place, and it’s already getting late. Send the crowds away, so they can go to the villages and buy themselves some food.”  Jesus replied, “They do not need to go away. You give them something to eat.”   “We have here only five loaves of bread and two fish,” they answered.  

 “Bring them here to me,” he said. 19 And he directed the people to sit down on the grass. Taking the five loaves and the two fish and looking up to heaven, he gave thanks and broke the loaves. Then he gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the people. 

They all ate and were satisfied, and the disciples picked up twelve basketfuls of broken pieces that were left over. The number of those who ate was about five thousand men, besides women and children.

Tearful Goodbye to Omaha ~~~ 

The last month has had its ups & downs for David and although it seems as if there are 2 steps forward and often 3 steps backwards, he doesn’t stop fighting – he does not give up. He is a fighter! 

I am grateful for the time that I have been by his side over the last 10-1/2 months.  During this time I have learned so much about myself and what we are all capable of when something difficult and traumatizing happens to someone we care about.  Hardships come in so many ways and although many of you have no knowledge of my life before December 2nd 2017.  I can say that the last 7 years has been the most challenging years of my life.  Some of you may know a few of the things that have happened in my life, but David knows them all. We became friends a little over four years ago and never could I have imagined that our friendship would result in this journey. To be by his side in Singapore, Chicago and then Omaha is something only God could have orchestrated.  I had to constantly surrender to HIS will and keep walking towards the doors that opened ahead of me.  

Instead of writing about the accident that forever changed David’s life and of his family, I want to tell you about who David is.  

David is patient, kind and loving.  He always listens and is first to step up when a friend needs him.  When something tragic or difficult in life happens to someone he loves and cares for – he doesn’t stop and just say words – he springs in to action. 

I’ve seen David walk the streets in Alameda and then seeing a young man walk barefoot – he stopped and asked what had happened and the young man talks, as David patiently listens.  He then takes off his shoes and gives them to the young man and walks along the road to his car barefoot. 

This is David! 

He is learning patience beyond my understanding and when I ask him if he ever feels like giving up, his answer is “every day”. 

We all are full of faults and failures, we all make mistakes, we all hurt others and we get hurt.  We all need grace in our lives.  How we choose to give & receive grace is up to each one of us.  We can hold on to the mistakes or we can forgive and extend the love that is in us – if we choose to do so.  

My time by David’s side has come to an end here in Omaha, Nebraska.  Tomorrow I head back to California to be closer to my dad that is 90 and failing.  I can’t forget that I came to America a long time ago to take care of my dad as he had a stroke in which he was not recovering from.  My choice changed my life and was not part of my plan.  What we want and what we get are not always of our choosing.  Never did I regret my choice – although I truly miss my brothers and my family in Norway.  I left one of the best jobs I could have ever wished for and singing possibilities that had started to happen.  What I received by taking that leap so many years ago, lead me to the privilege of giving life to my Son Victor. The roads are unknown but we have to be willing to take chances and go where our hearts and the Holy Spirit lead us.  There is no guarantee that there will not be pain on the road we choose – it is part of life. 

I don’t know how long my father will keep going, but my responsibility is for my father as I took on that duty when he needed me once before– it is a difficult choice, but I know it is the right one. 

While it is heartbreaking to say goodbye to David, it is necessary.   

However, before I buckle down again in the Bay Area, I will be heading to S/E Asia on the 25th to be with the women and children that I love very much.  They teach me what true Faith looks like and I am privileged to be with them again. I know that the emptiness I feel inside will be filled from the love that comes from all those that will be with me and those that I will be reunited with. 

I will be traveling with a team from Hillside Covenant Church along with my son and Nathali, his fiancé. When the team leaves back to CA I will head to Cambodia to learn about the work that Flame is doing in the slums with children that have nothing – nothing but Faith, Hope and the will to survive.  After Cambodia I head to Yangon, Myanmar were I hope to gain knowledge of how to help understand the political, social & justice situation in that country.  I will be meeting with the embassies as well as businesses to see what we can agree on and work together for a better future for the women and children in that country. 

Words without action mean nothing. 

David has the heart for the same things I do and he is happy that I continue to go where God is leading me – may God do the same for you. 

David will be praying for me & I will continue to pray for him and his family. What you can do for him, is to send him letters and cards through mail.  He will not have availability to see emails and it feels so much better for him to hold something in his hand that came from you.  That is Love! 

David J. Nederhood 

c/o QLI – House 1 

6321 N. 70th Plaza 

Omaha, NE 68104

David now has a CD player & headphones so that he can listen to audio books and music.  It would be wonderful if you could send him a book and/or music CD’s that you think he would like. 

David loves his children, his mother & father and his champion sisters and their families.   They have all worked tirelessly to help David and continue without seizing.  They need your help and prayers to continue to find strength to be by his side in the time ahead.  Please pray for them! 

 

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.  Jeremiah 29:11 

What good is it, my brothers and sisters, if someone claims to have faith but has no deeds? Can such faith save them? Suppose a brother or a sister is without clothes and daily food. If one of you says to them, "Go in peace; keep warm and well fed," but does nothing about their physical needs, what good is it? In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead. But someone will say, "You have faith; I have deeds." Show me your faith without deeds, and I will show you my faith by my deeds.  James 2:14-18 

If you would like to follow along on my journey – I will be writing about my journey here on this blog.

There is an enormous need for men and women who know the heart of God, a heart that forgives, cares, reaches out and wants to heal & help those in the world that live with deep loneliness and despair.  

If we can live in the way of giving simple love and help, I can tell you there are no suspicions, no resentment or vindictiveness and no hatred. What a heart wants is to give love and receive love in return.  A heart will suffer tremendously when it sees the human pain of resisting the love and heart of God.  Let us begin with those around us and reach out a hand of kindness.

Wenche Miriam ~~~


It Is the Nature of Love to Grow 

These words were once said to me and I didn’t understand them at the time.  When love is true and kind it simply grows.  

Love is patient, love is kind! 1 Corinthians 13:4 

Hearing the wind swoosh through the trees, I close my eyes and hear a choir.  Birds as sopranos on the top branches, then when the trees sway to a gust of wind, you can hear the base keeping the beet of nature’s music. Peace, beauty, stillness and calmness surround my very being as I sit and wonder how this Garden of Eden could embrace me the way it is.  If the nature of love is to grow – surely nature is love.  It manifests itself with colors that even Monet could not be able to recreate.  The dirt under the fingernails of the person that tirelessly takes care of everything around her, carefully she gardens and when the grass is too high – she mows the high grass but carefully circles around a beautiful flower that some may call a weed. 

When did I stop looking at the flowers that are now by most of us, called a weed – When did I stop paying attention.  A few weeks ago, while walking next to David I noticed that his hands were reaching out to every weed along the road.  From his wheelchair he paid attention to the yellow beauty he was seeing.  Reaching out his hand stroking the tops of these yellow flowers.  Then he picked one and as I pushed him up the hill in his wheel chair – he showed me that I had not noticed this creation of God. 

He held it up and looked at it and gave it to me.  The innocents of seeing something beautiful that otherwise would have gone unnoticed and even trampled brought tears to my eyes and soul.  This little yellow flower was given to me as a gift.   

In the morning I hear singing to the left of me – the side that the sun comes up.  In the evening, I hear the same choir to my right. The sun goes down.  This nature choir knows when to rise and when to settle moving in perfect time with nature.  

Below me down the hill there is a lake and when the wind catches the top of the water it causes this smooth balance of movement up and down and around.  The trees above reflect in the water and at times the fish are jumping.  Sitting on the dock, legs in the water, wind slowly coming and going I can hear the whispers of the Holy Spirit speaking to my soul: 

        Beloved – you are My messenger making a way through the dry lands.  You have endured much and there have been such fierce circumstances in your life that could have broken you completely.  You are tired.  The storms came, and I could see each one and I would weep with you and hold you when you didn’t know how to get through the night.  

        My child – it is now your time to shine and the unknown shall be known by all.  You are made strong in My strength.  I am bringing you forth and there are blue skies above you and the well in which you drink will nourish every part of you.  Glory will come not for anything you have done but for the things you have not done when you had the choice. Adversaries have been hard, and you had no-one to share with in this world, but you came to me. Not defending what was done to you by those around you – the hurting words, the accusations, the silence from those that condemned you, the emptying of your soul without wanting in return. Times like this you knew it was I that held you up.  You looked to me because in this world there is so much judgment, jealousy, pride, envy and speculation that it can break your soul.  You sought Me instead. You came to Me when you thought you could not take one more step.  You put love first.  

        My daughter - come now and rest.  Drink from my well and you will again be filled. Come and spend time with me in My garden.  Enjoy the splendor in each leaf blowing in the wind, each bird that sings you a morning song, each living thing that I created for you. Walk out in the rain and let it wash your clean. Rest and know that you are My Beloved. 

Song of Songs 5:1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride I gathered my myrrh with my spice.  I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk.  Eat, friends and drink, drink your fill of love. 

Psalm 36:9 For with you is the fountain of life, in your light we see light. 

John 7:37-38 On the last and greatest day of the festival, Jesus stood and said in a loud voice, “Let anyone who is thirsty come to me and drink.  Whoever believes in me, as Scripture has said, rivers of living water will flow from within them.”  

I am finding new strength to continue to be by the side of the one I love.  I look to Jesus for strength when all is being poured out.  I look to Jesus when I hear and see those that do not know better.  I find strength in Jesus because I know that I will be nourished by Him that knows and sees all and is the Living Water. 

The Nature of Love is to Grow – Love is the nourishment to all things – Nature is Love!

These blogs are written to share my journey of Faith in Jesus Christ. My hope is to share my life with you - a pilgrimage on the road to light. Some of the things I write about may be something that can help you. We live in a world with roads that can be very hard to travel and we do not need to travel them alone.

Perhaps some of my stories can resonate with your own life stories.

My stories are from my life and are meant for healing and not for pain.


Wenche Miriam