Sunday, February 22, 2015

Kim's Compassion: More precious than...

This Easter, we wanted to take a moment to remind our sponsored children of the powerful message of Easter.

What could possibly affirm a child's worth more than reminding them of the incredible price God was willing to pay to have a relationship with them?

Here is a copy of the letter we shared with our children:

How do you decide how much something is worth? Worth is what makes something useful or desirable. What is something that is valuable in your community? Perhaps a piece of fertile farmland, a fruit tree loaded with delicious fruit, a cow that produces milk, a strong horse, or a car or motorcycle? Perhaps gold, silver, or precious jewels? These things are valuable because people need or want them or because there are not very many of them. Usually people figure out how valuable something is based on how useful it is or how rare it is.

How does God determine value? A piece of fertile farmland or a fruitful tree or a strong, productive animal is nothing to the One who made the entire universe. Gold, silver, and precious jewels are nothing to the One who paves His streets with gold and decorates his walls with all kinds of jewels. What does God consider valuable?

There is one thing that the Bible tells us that God paid a high price for. God gave up His only precious Son to pay the price for our sins. WE are valuable to God. We know this because He made the greatest possible sacrifice to show us His love. I Peter 1:18-19 say “It was not with perishable things such as silver or gold that you were redeemed…but with the precious blood of Christ.”

Never forget how valuable you are to God. He paid a great price for you! You are valuable to Him because He made you and you bear His image. You are one of His precious children! You can also be useful by serving Him and telling others of His great love for them. This Easter, I pray that you will remember the value that Jesus placed on you when He sacrificed Himself for you. I pray that you will rejoice that He rose from the dead and lives in your heart if you accept His priceless gift of salvation!
We crafted Easter cards from cardstock and leftover scrapbooking paper. You simply fold the cardstock, cut out a cross using an exacto knife, and glue the scrapbook paper behind the cutout so that the pattern shows through on the front.
You can then use the cutout cross to make a pretty, personalized bookmark expressing the truth of the gospel--Christ sacrifice was personal.
I hope that you find a wonderful way to share Easter with your Compassion family!

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Kim's Compassion: Response Letters

It is an exciting moment at our house when we receive a new letter from one of our precious sponsored children. 

This week, we received letters from our three correspondence children in Colombia who all attend the same church. Eddison, Miguel, and Yency are sweet and responsive children who have been very excited to receive our letters.

It can be complicated to write to children who attend the same church. We want to  write unique letters to each child so that he or she feels special. 

Often, all three children will receive the same letter that we write online or send seasonally. I find that the best time to send personalized letters to the children is in response to the letters they send to us.

Response letters are very important. They let the children know that we read the letters they write to us and that we notice the details of their lives. These letters are the true connecting points in our relationship.

To be honest, it can be difficult to respond to letters. It may feel like the children write similar letters time after time. It may feel like your child spends a lot of time thanking you for the letters or gifts they have received rather than telling you about themselves. Some children are like us--they just don't know what to say! We have to learn how to take the little tidbits we receive in letters and build on them.

I want to share with you a letter that we received from 6-year old Yency this week in order to illustrate a few tips that can help you put together an encouraging response to your child.

1. What can you praise?
 Always choose something to praise your child for. I thanked Yency for answering some of the questions I asked her. I also commented on the beautiful drawing.

2. What's new? Yency shared that her mother has stopped working to care for her and her siblings. This may signal a change in the family's income. Yency may not understand this, but I can add this as a prayer request for her family. I enclosed a little note and some beautiful flower stickers to encourage Yency's mom in her challenging and rewarding new job as a stay at home mom! 

3. Did your child share a hope, dream, or interest? In this letter, Yency shared that she hopes to be a professional artist one day. I chose to encourage her by sending her a special folder full of blank paper that she can use to practice. I also asked that she send me one of her masterpieces!
I plan to follow up with a series of online letters for her featuring artists and famous works of art. I love it when the children's letters give me an opportunity to share more in future letters!

Yency also shared that she hopes to learn her alphabet quickly so that she can write to us herself without the help of her tutor. How precious! I definitely want to encourage her in this and let her know how proud I am of the progress she is making. I also sent along a workbook to help her practice her letters.
4. Respond in kind. Did your child share something with you? Did your child ask you a question? Did you have a similar experience? In this letter, Yency shared a Bible verse with me, so I chose to share a verse with her in response to what she shared about her mother.

I hope that these four steps will help you strengthen your relationship with your sweet sponsored child. Response letters take careful reading and intentionality, but the rewards outweigh the extra time and effort. It is powerful to think that a little child who has never seen my face took time to read and respond to the letters that I have written. I encourage you to treasure your child's letters! I believe in God's eyes, the little investments that we make in response are some of the most powerful ministry we will ever do. Like multiplying loaves and fishes, God will multiply our encouragement in the minds of our children to build confident, fulfilled, faithful adults!
Yency Juliana, age 7, Colombia

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Second Adam, 2015

"Now the Lord God had formed out of the ground all the wild animals and all the birds in the sky.He brought them to the man to see what he would name them; and whatever the man called each living creature, that was its name. So the man gave names to all the livestock, the birds in the sky and all the wild animals...20 Adam named his wife Eve, because she would become the mother of all the living."

Genesis 2:19-20, 3:20

We were created to give names.

Adam was the first namer. 

Adam named his wife Eve--the mother of all living.

Later, Terah named his son Abram, but God called him Abraham--Father of a multitude.

Abraham named his son Isaac--laughter--to remind himself of how ridiculous and unexpected God's favor can be.

Isaac's son Jacob was called deceiver for stealing his brother's blessing--and was renamed Israel--May God Prevail. Jacob struggled with God and lived to tell the tale.

Jacob named his favored son Joseph--he adds--and watched as God, over and over again, added favor and blessing through him.

There was Judah--praise.



Somewhere along the line, we have lost the art of naming.

In America, our names don't mean much--unless we are Kennedys or Hiltons or Kardashians or Jolie-Pitts

But for the most part, we are Smiths and Watsons and Browns and maybe there was a time when all those names meant something and underneath years of forgetfulness, there is a rich tapestry of meaning.

In India, your name defines you.

When I went to India, the people looked the same. And yet, by name and birth, people are organized into an intricate caste system that determines what they can do in life.

This is Arbaz Gravedigger.

His real last name is Hasmi, like his father. 

His father digs graves, so Arbaz will too. Or at least he is meant to, according to tradition. 

The caste system says that Arbaz and all the other Hasmi's and Kamble's and Bhupathi's and Sanjay's can never be anything but ragpickers, street sweepers, trash collectors, and servants. It's not just that they don't have the opportunity. It's not just that they don't have the finances. It's not just that culture says no.

The caste system says that members of the lower caste don't have the capacity to learn or to become something higher.

And so generations of bright lights have been squelched by names.

But something is happening in India--and that something is Jesus.

While the upper classes ignore him, Jesus is making himself known among the gravediggers.

The one of whom it was written--"His name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, the Mighty God, the Everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace"--took another name.

And because he did, Arbaz Gravedigger has become so much more.

He was called Jesus--Jehovah Saves. 

Saves from the grave...

Saves from the caste system...

Saves us from our name...

And He was called Emmanuel--God with us. 

He laid aside the glory of heaven to bestow value and glory on us.

He was called another name--Second Adam. 

Mankind got a new namer.

So Simon became Peter--the rock.

Saul became Paul.

A rabble of fisherman, tax collectors, zealots, Pharisees, and prostitutes became the church-- "a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession"--I Peter 2:9 

Since then, generations of people have shed their impossibilities to take on a new name in Christ.

A slave trader took a new name--hymn writer.

Skeptics are now called apologists.

What's more, God with us gave us new names in Him so that we can be about the business of renaming.

When we went to India, we told Arbaz what God already knew. 

He wasn't born for the grave. He was born Arbaz, Son of the One True King.

Arbaz took a lot of new names on our visit day.

When he goes back to his village, he will be known as...

Arbaz Plane Rider.

Arbaz Ascender of Elevators.

Arbaz taster of ice.

Arbaz visitor of strange new places.

Arbaz toy owner.

Nobody is going to remember his old name. By going to visit him, by simply giving him the opportunity to see and do something different, everybody else will see him as God sees him--special. 

What's more, Arbaz will believe it. He might not feel so special when he sleeps outside under a tree every night with his twelve siblings. But he alone, among all his siblings, peers, and community, has seen and done the unthinkable. He has seen more of the world than anyone he knows. 

He is Arbaz Dreamer. His mind will be full of wonderful ideas and possibilities.

Brothers and sisters, how will you spend 2015?

My only resolution this year is to be a namer--to carry on the work of Jehovah Saves--God with us. 

I'm going to take every opportunity to remind those with whom I live in relationship of their true identity in the Lord Jesus--the Second Namer.

We lost our identity in Eden and Satan is still trying to steal our name away--but Jesus came to do what the first Adam couldn't.

We are back on the road to Paradise.

Let's live like citizens of a better Kingdom and call people what they really are. It might mean getting ankle deep in a Mumbai slum or hiking a mountain to hold brown hands. It might be as simple as a timely word to a hurting friend or an understanding look to a struggling student.

Pour worth and value into every relationship in your life--and watch as lives blossom into eternal beauty in the One whose name you wear.

Ephesians 2:15

Happy New Year!

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Red Light in the Darkness

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not understood it.

Satan, spewing out spite and vengeance, had an agenda.

I don't know for sure, but I kind of think he told himself...

I will take this world that God loves--this glorious creation, his precious people--and cover it with darkness.

I'm going to smear it with the grime of sin.

I'm going to make it so ugly, so disgusting, so vile, that God won't even look at it.

He won't come down to walk any more.

He won't be tempted to have a relationship with these people.

He won't step down into the muck and mire and filth of it all.

Because darkness and light have no business with each other.

Satan, from the very beginning, misunderstood. Maybe he thought it would all be over for people after the first sin. I don't think he calculated on God continuing to have a relationship with His people. In amazement I'm sure he watched and waited...

Surely after Cain...

Surely after Babel...

Surely in the days of Noah...

Surely after Sodom and Gomorrah...
Surely after the golden calf...

Surely after the captivity...

Surely, surely, surely...

But God never gave up. Amazingly, the world never got too dirty for God to come walking, come loving, come shining.

The light comes shining in the darkness, and Satan still doesn't understand it.

I try to make sense of it. God has had to turn my mind upside down to grasp the truth of His love for us.

In September, I walked into the darkness. I walked into the midst of Satan destroying, devaluing, devouring.

I walked into a notorious red light district in India.

The boundaries to this district are well known. Respectable people don't cross over the line. To me, to an outsider, the buildings look the same. The people look the same. Same trash on the streets. Same mangy dogs scurrying around. Same terrifying tangle of motorcycles and tiny cars. Same awful din and same hazy, smoggy air to breathe.

But it's different there.

You feel it in front of the temple where the prostitutes come to make offerings before starting work each night.

You feel it in the skeletal hand and see it in the haunting eyes of a child devoured by AIDS.

You're embraced by it--by the arms of a mother draped in black, still mourning the child she lost.

There's an emptiness. Pots sit empty waiting by the well for the hour when water is turned on. Empty eyes, empty bellies, empty pockets.

The houses are like a maze. Low roofs jut down over narrow, litter filled alleyways. Each 10 x 10 home has a number so the pimps can keep up with their property.
You learn what squalor means.

Worse are the stories...

Women given by their parents as temple prostitutes--the devsdas--at the age of 12 and 13. By 19 they are too old to be beautiful and are sold off into slums like this one.

Women, bound as slaves, who make $1.00 per time to sell their bodies--women who may be able to keep $0.50 to support their families.

Women ravaged by AIDS who are forced to continue working.

Numbers like 40% living with HIV.

Children set out in the streets at night or fed sleeping pills and put under beds so as to keep the customers happy.

Orphans counted as so dirty they can't even live inside the city limits--restricted from school and even burial in the cemetery.

Children who have never seen a flower growing with their own eyes--who have never left the district.

This is darkness. This is the last place on earth I expected to see Jesus. Satan has been hard at work--screaming over hearts "Too dirty...too dirty...too dirty."

But remember--the darkness has never understood the light.

I saw Jesus in the red light district.




I saw hope, joy, and peace. I saw faith. I saw beauty.

I saw God's treasure--children that delight His heart.

These people, living in the worst squalor, the worst despair I have ever seen--they have seen a great light.

Because of one man's vision, passion, and love, the message of Jesus has been preached to these people.

It is the message of Christ, born not in a palace but in a stable. The story of Jesus who could never live down the question "Who's your daddy?" The story of Jesus who was a friend of prostitutes, who touched the lepers, who went out of His way to reach the unreachable, touch the untouchable.

I can only imagine that if Jesus had been walking by the red light district, his disciples would have been quick to say, "You can't go in there, Jesus. It's too dirty. Do you know what those women do? Do you know what those men do? Do you know what disease those children have?" And I can imagine the Jesus of scripture wading into the middle of it all anyway, completely baffling the darkness.

Do we really think that God doesn't know about these places? About what happens there? Because if we answer no, then we don't really understand Him at all.

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not understood it.

Children of light, have you understood it? Light shines most brightly in the darkest places. While Satan is still scratching His head trying to figure out what Jesus is doing in the red light district, women and children are being freed from worse than physical bondage. The ones Satan counted as too dirty to be noticed by God are being won--are finding their true worth and value in Christ. And if something about Jesus reaching out to these prostitutes and AIDS orphans offends you, then I'm pretty sure you don't understand the light at all.

If you're looking for light this Christmas--if you're looking for Jesus--you're not going to find Him among the fluorescent lights, among the tinsel and gift wrap. You're not going to find Him in the shopping malls. All you will find there is the tantalizing scent of a satisfaction that can never satisfy--that empty feeling when all the presents are unwrapped and the sink is full of dirty dishes and all you've worked for is done.

If you truly want to encounter Jesus this Christmas, go where He always is. Go to the darkness. Go to the suffering. Go to the outcast, to the broken, to the hopeless. See the light of Jesus burning bright in their eyes.

The light is still shining in the darkness, and you can find Him there.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Kim's Compassion: Christmas Cheer

Christmas is the perfect time to share the love of Christ with your sponsored child.

Buy some Christmas cards and decorate the envelopes! You don't have to write a lot inside.
It is a great time of year to send your child an updated family photo. You can make great, free collages with Pizap!

Consider including an inexpensive paper craft. Pick up some stickers or print out mazes or coloring pages to staple in your card! This year, we are sending instructions and materials for our kids to make tissue paper flowers. They can recreate this craft later with recycled newspaper or magazine pages they find!
Your card will add a little touch of light and beauty to Christmas for your sponsored child.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Kim's Compassion: Welcoming a New Child

Our family has been trying to think of a friend way to welcome our littlest Compassion children to the family. 

What you will need:
* A blank book (you can make one or buy one)
* A photo of your sponsored child
* A world map with your home and your child's home marked.
*Photos of your whole family
*Index cards
* Fun stickers

Use the photos below as a guideline to put your book together!

Remember, if your child does not speak English, glue an extra blank index card to your letter pages for translation.

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Soni's Story

Our journey with Soni Lakava Kamble began in October 2013 when we began to correspond with her through Compassion International. We knew she lived in The Miraj Red Light District. We knew that her mother was a commercial sex worker. More than that, we knew instantly that this little girl was special. Both Jonathan and I felt an instant connection to her. We could never have guessed how her story would play out. God began working in our hearts last month to learn more about Soni and her community.

June 13, 2014
I have felt burdened for our Compassion child Soni. We received a letter in February saying that she had been very ill and was in intensive care. After an inquiry to Compassion, we heard that she is doing better, but takes medications that make her feel very weak. Still, my heart is uneasy.

I have been doing a lot of research about her community online and have found a lot about the amazing ministry of her church to the women and children in the Miraj Red Light District
I even found these pictures of our precious Soni on the Facebook page of a church who sent a team to her community. AMAZED! I am hoping to connect with team members to find out more about Soni.

June 14, 2014

Connected with some team members in reference to Soni. I am so thankful to have formed friendships with people who have met and loved our precious child! They visited her home at the request of Pastor Timothy to deliver food. I discovered this:

The name of the child is  Soni Lakava Kamble. She is very beautiful but always calm and quite. The mother's name is Lakava. No fathers name is given to Soni because mother is sex worker.

Mother Lakava is living with HIV/AIDS, but still she works as a sex worker because of the acute poverty. From each customer she gets $1. After the customer goes the pimp takes his share, $.50, from her. With this amount the mother finds it very difficult to take care of Soni. The mother is physically very weak.

Soni has two sisters older than her. One is named Malawa. She is age of 16. She is also sex worker. Malawa is also physically weak. But we have not taken HIV blood test. In this red light area there are 40% women and children living with HIV/AIDS.

Since 2012, Soni has been getting help from Compassion; therefore, we are able to take her from time to time to Miraj Medical Center Wanless Hospital for CD4 count and ART treatments. We want to thank the Lord, and Compassion because medication and hospitalization are very expensive especially for people living with HIV/AIDS. Soni is also provided with food in the center.
I am happy to inform you Soni sings songs of Jesus and she has learned to pray. She knows the Bible verse “The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.” The Mother also learned that Jesus Christ is the Lord of the poor and sick. Though there is pain, sickness, andloneliness in life, God is great he speaks to the people who are staying in another country and sends help to us.

Dated 15 to 20 May, 2014  Soni was readmitted at the Wanless Hospital because she had a high fever and intake was nil. On 20th May she got discharged from the Hospital. Day by day she is getting weak. When I see her health I can say that she will not survive for long. I visit her and family in the red light area of Miraj daily. The pain of the child and family is very great yet they love Jesus and pray, because people who love Jesus have helped them in their difficult time.
June 15, 2014
Began praying towards going to India to visit Soni. We can't seem to find dates until late September. We are hoping that Soni will pull through until then.
June 17, 2014
More news from India, thanks to our friends:
We have admitted Soni Lakava Kamble in the Panchgani Hospital for HIV/AIDS treatments. the hospital is 100 kilometers away from Miraj. The hospital is very famous for HIV/AIDS treatments. Please pray for her.
More prayers for Soni. Hurrying plans for India. We so much want to go and bring a smile to her sad face. We wish we could be at the hospital with her just holding her sweet hand.
June 18, 2014
I spent a long time in prayer today for Soni. I stopped at the store and bought about twenty get well cards for her. I poured my heart into each one--pictures, verses, and prayers. Even if she never receives them, God heard the prayers. I had to write about the tough things in these cards. I wrote that I prayed for her healing--and had to come to terms with the fact that for Soni, that might mean perfect healing in heaven. I can't be sad for her if that is the case. I know she is scared, so I wrote to tell her about how wonderful heaven is. I have been writing to all the children this month about fruit...but Soni's letter is different...
"In the book of Revelation, the Bible tells us that there is a beautiful tree that grows in Heaven. Heaven is a beautiful paradise that all of us who believe in Christ will get to enjoy after this life on earth is over. It is filled with amazing things, including the Tree of Life. The Tree of Life will be planted by the river of the water of life that sparkles like crystal. This tree will produce twelve different fruits--one for each month. We will be able to eat this fruit! I am excited to know that you believe in Christ, because one day, we will enjoy heaven together. I love you very much, precious daughter!"
For this little girl who has always only known squalor and hunger, I hope that this picture of heaven will calm some of her fears.
June 20, 2014
I am encouraged because even though Soni lives in the obscurity of poverty, her name has been heard all over the world. I have been encouraged by friends and family who have sent prayers and photos for me to send to Soni. Here are some...

Dear Lord, I pray that you watch over Soni and bring healing to her body. Help her to trust in You at all times. When she is weary, strengthen her body. When she is weak, remind her that You are strong. Remind her daily that You love her and You have a plan for her life. In Jesus' Name, Amen, Love from the Reynolds
Dear Soni, You are such a blessing to your Sponsors, Kim and Jonathan and now to many of us who are lifting you up in prayer. You are so special in God's eyes and are loved deeply. Father God, please bring your healing power to Soni so that she and her family may testify to that power. You are so good Lord and we bring Soni before your throne and boldly ask that you heal her body and bring total restoration to her. We thank you in advance for what you will do and are doing and that you hear all of our prayers. We are thankful that you know Soni, your child. Give her your courage and strength to trust in You. We love you. In Jesus' Name, Amen With Much Love, David and Beth Robinson

Dear Soni, Kim and Jonathan love you so much. They have asked us to join them in prayer. Here is our prayer for you: Heavenly Father, watch over your child Soni and restore her to that perfect health which is yours alone to give. Relieve her pain, provide all of her needs especially her need for healing and salvation, guard her from all danger, restore to her your gifts of gladness and strength, and raise her up to a life of service to you.
I ask this in the name of Jesus Christ our Savior. Amen--The Yearwoods

June 23, 2014
Happy 9th Birthday, Soni! Heard that the Pastor was going to visit her, taking her a cake and some flowers. I wish I could see her smile at such a gift! I am so amazed by this Pastor--He is truly the hands and feet of Jesus to travel 100 km to see this little girl. She has worth and value to our Father, and the pastor is preaching that to her by his love; she is not just the nameless, low-caste, HIV infected daughter of a prostitute
June 30, 2014
Prayers continue for Soni. Hoping that no news is good news! I dropped all of her cards in the mail today.
July 1, 2014
Jonathan wrote this letter for Soni today. Such beautiful words. It bothers him deeply that her last name, Kamble, labels her as a fatherless child.
Dear Soni,
Hello, my beautiful princess. How are you? I pray to our God that He takes care of you and brings you comfort. It hurts me to know that you hurt and that you have been sick. I pray that God would bless you and bring a smile to your beautiful face. I love you so much, my child.
I wrote a letter to you not long ago about the stars and the moon. I told you that we live in a big world, but God still loves you and knows your name. I want to tell you another story about stars. It comes from the Bible. Do you remember Abraham? Abraham was a man who loved God, and God called Abraham His friend. God made a promise to Abraham that he would have many children, as many as the stars in the sky. At the time, Abraham didn't have any children. In fact, he had to wait a long time before he had that first child with his wife, Sarah. Abraham named that child Isaac. God told Abraham that his many children would come through Isaac.
One day, when Isaac was a little older, God asked Abraham to offer Isaac to Him. If Abraham gave Isaac back to God, he wouldn't be able to have a bunch of children through him--but Abraham said yes. Abraham said yes to God because he knew that God would not lie. God had made a promise to give him many children. I wonder if Abraham thought of the stars when God asked for Isaac. Maybe God darkened the sky of all light but the stars. Maybe when Abraham looked up at the stars, he saw God's promise written in the sky.
My love, does God make promises to you? Does He keep His promises? He promised to love you. He promised to save you. He promised to never leave you. He promised His Holy Spirit would be in your life. He promised to bring you into His kingdom. One of my favorites is that He promised to give you a new name. Can you imagine being called "Soni, child of the King," or "Soni, Beloved of God," or "Soni, Chosen," or "Soni, Redeemed by Jesus"?
Soni, my precious child, the next time you look at the stars, I want you to remember four things about God's promises. I want you to remember how many promises He has made. I want you to remember how big His promises are. I want you to remember how beautiful and glorious they are, and I want you to remember that they will never go away. I want you to see God's promises to you written in the sky. God loves you, baby. You are always His child.
My love, if I could, I would give you my name. I would love to be able to call you my child--but your Heavenly Father has something greater for you than anything I could ever give. The Creator of the Universe calls you His daughter. We love you so much sweetheart. Be strong, my girl. Never give up. I send you all my love, all my heart, and many hugs and kisses. I love you like crazy.
July 3, 2014
The world fell apart in the crowded Chick-fil-A drive through. I am thankful for the connections we made--thankful that the news was passed along--
Blessed are those who participate in the first resurrection.
Jesus said, “I am the resurrection and the life . Those who believe in me, even though they die, will live and everyone who lives and believes in me will never die” John 11 : 25- 26

We are very sad to inform you that on 2nd July 2014 , Soni Lakava Kamble died in the Lord in the Hospital.

We give thanks especially to Compassion and her sponsors for helping her and strengthening her weak faith, providing resources for her medicines.  She went through pain and suffering, but she had faith on Jesus Christ. She had taken heart and said boldly, "The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want."
Her mother and sister said in Marathi language please say thanks to her sponsors and Compassion Intl. who helped us in a very difficult time of our life. Because of this help she had very dignified death and funeral. Soni Lakava Kamble' s mother, Lakava Kamble, and Soni's two sisters, Paru Lakava Kamble and Malawa Kamble, have folded  their hands with gratitude  for the support and tender care that was rendered to Soni . Her mother witnessed , that before Soni died, she was often saying prayers with folded hands. Please pray for her family and the community.

May her soul rest in peace.

July 6, 2014
So now we go on. Our hearts hurt, but not for Soni. Our precious daughter in Christ is now WITH Christ. There is no more suffering for her--her battle is won. We are yet burdened for her family. A death like this must be crushing for her family and community. 40% of the women and children--likely more--are suffering from the same illness. It saddens me that they face a similar fate. Jonathan and I still want to go to India. We want to sit in Soni's home and hug her family. We want to encourage her friends, family, and church--and let them know that Soni's life mattered, that she was important, and that God has heard her story--their story--and is imprinting it on the hearts of people all the way around the world. I need to continue to be a voice for the little ones of this community.
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