Thursday, April 14, 2011

New Blog

I've been debating how to blog yet still be private without requiring people to "apply" to view my blog. I want to be open, yet, still somewhat in control of who reads the content of my blog. I've come to the conclusion that I must (at least at this time) discontinue writing this blog and start a new one. If you know me, you can contact me and ask about it and I will direct you. In any case I will be letting most of you know about it soon anyway. rebecca

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Back In NJ

My daughters and I arrived in New Jersey early on Thursday morning after a 17 hours flight from Bombay to Newark. The girls were superb. I can only claim prayer, they're not generally that good. :)

A question I get a lot: How long are you in the USA? Answer: No idea. Really. Probably a while. At present - no plans to go back to India unless something drastic and miraculous happens.

Another common question: What's going on? Answer: Message or email me. I'll give you the lowdown.

These have been really hard months and I've learned to just cling to Jesus and I've really learned what it means to fix my eyes on Jesus. He hasn't let me down yet and I don't believe it's ever going to happen.

Sunday, February 06, 2011

Worship Breaks Down The Walls Of Hostility

I was eating breakfast with my 2 & 4 year old this morning and as I flipped through the English channels I came upon "hillsongtv" and a pastor was giving a message that caught my attention. A few minutes later the worship team started some slow worship songs.

I noticed my girls weren't making any of their usual noise, i.e. stop touching my poha, she's drinking my chai, ayiiiiiii, Mummeeeeeeeee!

So I glanced over and there were both girls, eyes glued to the TV, hands raised in the air and gently swaying to the music.

Well, I burst right in to tears.

Wednesday, February 02, 2011

How P. Puts Herself To Sleep

These are heavy days I am living in so it's always nice to have a little levity.

P. puts herself to sleep like this every time. She just picks her nose til she conks out. I am not kidding.

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

Tuesday, January 18, 2011



I know haven't been around for a while. I may not be. Just letting you know. I'll be back when I can. Miss you too.

Friday, January 07, 2011

Fasting For My Girls

I'm not really sure how to start this testimony of God's goodness to me. I've typed a beginning twice and deleted it twice.

For the last two days my four daughters were on my heart especially regarding their spiritual and mental health. I had been laying my prayers before the Lord and I am here to testify He heard them!

At the start of this 2011 several of us are fasting and praying - individually - but with one spirit. It was not planned but one by one God has been bringing us together to fast and pray before him. We're not public about it, yet, somehow people come to know and almost daily people are added to our numbers.

This evening I was walking through our school and a C.'s class teacher, who is a Christian, stopped me and we talked for a few minutes and she asked how I was. I started to walk away and she called me back.

She said, "I'm fasting too. I started three days ago. I am fasting and praying only for your four daughters." She then asked me not to tell anyone, altho I don't think you count. :)

I have not ceased to be amazed at my God who would love me so much that he heard my concern for my daughters and a day before I even started to pray about it he chose his servant to start fasting and praying specifically and only for them.

Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!

Ignore The Adults

My beloved son in the faith, Joshi, is leaving our ministry and going to a new life ministering among orphans and lepers in Delhi. I was putting together some pictures for him today and came across these two from last month. I had forgotten how we laughed when they were taken. Ignore the three adults in the picture and focus on E. and P.

In the first picture P. just jumped in at the last second. What a ham! I guess she learned it from older sis E.

Wednesday, January 05, 2011

Nothing Is Sacred

Hmmm. Favorite pastime: Taking the books out of mommy's bookshelves and making roads.

Obviously, these children should be taking a bath...

Tuesday, January 04, 2011

A Little Love - Without Crying

I am always amazed at the ways God answers our small prayers, even the ones we forget praying.

While I was away last week I was feeling low and I prayed, "Lord, please just send some people to show me your love, but I don't want to cry." (I'm one of those weird people who cries when people are nice to them...)

I went about my day, checking on breakfast being made and was happy when someone brought out wheat chapatis to eat (as opposed to the corn chapatis and rice which we had been eating for 3 days.) I grabbed a chapati and sat outside before getting in line (we were a team over 30) to get some breakfast. The sister-in-law of the man at whose house we were staying came up behind me and gestured, come here. She said: In a little while come over to my house and I'll feed you some desi* eggs. Oh, just come over now.

So, I and my chapati went over to her kitchen and sat down while she made eggs for me. Her husband's cousin came in, who is a nurse and she made special eggs for me since I was sick with a cough (desi medicine). As the cousin cooked she shared that she was struggling with marriage problems - an arranged marriage where the husband was still in a relationship with his girlfriend from before marriage. The girl's face who made the egg was swollen and the blood vessels in her eye were burst from where her husband beat her. They'd only been married a year.

I listened to her story and ate food from her hand and realized later that God had answered my request for someone to show me his love - without making me cry. I think I am most comfortable in a kitchen and it was nice to just sit and cut the vegetables and watch the eggs fry, listen to women-talk and feel compassion for someone else.

Desi Chickens in a tree.

*desi - anything truly Indian. In this case - village chickens give village eggs (more expensive and, apparently, more healthful than city chickens. Nah, just kidding, not city chickens - chicken farm grown chickens.)

Monday, January 03, 2011

Christmas Night Pictures

And yet there was another program on Christmas night...
E. & C.'s dance (again)

Ladies garba - again... Me in a different outfit - not so mango-ish this time.

All in all, one of the best Christmas days I have had in a long time. Even though 2010 was difficult for me in many ways, it did have its highlights: i.e. my Birthday and Christmas Day.

Random Shots Of Christmas 2010 (I)

C. in her gorgeous Christmas dress from Grammy and Grandpop. Superstar! E.
C. & E. in their group dance on Christmas day.
Ladies Nativity Skit (I was the Holy Spirit)
Carol Singing group
Holy Spirit and Mary
Ladies Gujarati Garba Dance. You can't see me here, but I look like a ripe Mango.
Dance Troop
Christmas Stockings for the 1st Time ever! And they are stuffed! (Thanks Aunt Jenny & Uncle Jim)
G. opening her Christmas gift on Christmas Eve.
More pictures to come, but I have lost loading capabilities. Ahhh, India. More comprehensive photos on Facebook.

Karuna Kid Khristmas

For those of you who didn't catch this on Facebook, here are some pictures from the Karuna kids getting their Christmas gifts on Christmas Eve.
Ohhh, what did you get?
Pushpa reading a letter from a friend in the US.
A Great Big THANK YOU from all of us!

Strange Ways Of Faith or Happy 2011

I shared at our testimony time in church on New year's Eve that the thing I am most thankful for is that 2010 is OVER. It was a hard year for me. I have great hopes for 2011, however. One thing I can say for 2010 is that God taught me more in one year of my life than he had in all the previous years put together. Wow, that's a lot of teaching.

As in the strange ways of faith, He has brought me to a most childlike place. In my mind's eye I see myself, as a child, clinging on to Christ's hand and Him leading me somewhere. My eyes are squeezed shut, I don't know where I am going. When I open my eyes, where will I be?

But I trust Him, and believe it is going to be a place of joy.