What a Journey?

India...hahaha that is enough said for this blog. For all who were there you know it's hard.

If you can get past the dirty, crowded ally ways with a now and then suprising tuk tuk trying to get past while hooting wildly at you, the only citizen by right to actually be in the ally. Then yeah maby it could be a good time, oh if you can also survive the smell of wet cow and human feses with a colony of flies protecting it and dead bodies burning next to the river, then you are a badass. You see for me it was a mission not to lose my temper or get discouraged, mostly because I had diahhorea for the third time in a row and the culture was just to far off from my own...

When we were in Varanasi I couldn't take it any more hahaha. I am not joking, I had no energy and diahhorea and the one night I cried. To be medical my anus was overused and I was having stomach cramps non stop and sleep was in hour shifts. I just cried and said to the Lord, "WHY do You stand idle and not heal me, since You are the Only hand that heals? WHY!" Understand me right I wasn't angry, but almost defeated... I then decided to listen to worship music and as usual shuffled my music, this was 2 minutes after crying. And this song comes up, Come to me by Jenn Johnson from Bethel. And it was profound, she sings a word God gave her so it was as if the Lord was speaking, " I am the Lord your God and I go before you now. I stand beside you and I am all around you..." the rest is just to good to write down! I understood something about the Lord that day, "He is the Only hand that heals, but to be closer to you He would rather suffer with you than ending all your sorrows." I believe God can heal all things and everyone right now... but I quess if He does you would not be in reality and the day it hits you, you might crack. So not always, but sometimes we suffer.

We still saw dead bodies and stuff hahaha so I started praying for them as the people came carrying them to the river. It wasn't as awesome as you would hope... no dead rised from their slumber, but it spiked my adventure levels sky high. Mosly because I felt power leave me the firts and only time I touched a corps... 

So! I quess the Lord is with us in such a physical and spiritual way that Paul says we are the bone of His bone the flesh of His flesh... you would think after God said this we both would go through a smooth stage right? No you quessed wrong hahaha. Instead I had to put on my armor because we were to enter hostile territory... so many things went wrong and they hit me first because I was travel team... so firts thing, we lost Lucas on the way to the train station  and only at the train station realised he wasn't with us... we missed a train... also had to search for hotels or a place to sleep late at night (because of the train missed) in a remote place I didn't know all to well... and you would think this wasn't so bad ? Yeah maybe if I didn't have to hear a full grown man snore asif his trout was being cut off and a baby crying mercilessly the whole night. Then yeah, bargaining with stubborn money wanting tuk tuk drivers becomes easy late at night. 

Hahaha, after a few days we got a new train and went to a ministry I would advise all to go to. Because it was so perfect with the orphans and Andrew Lepper and his wife Susan. This was my most favourite place in the whole of india, destination: Alwar, India in some awesome street I probably can't spell. You see we had a tight scedule from 05:30 am to 21:00 pm, the awesome thing was God spoke some Words at our beginning with this ministry... In Afrikaans! "Dit sal okei wees." It means it shall be okey. You all could see I was stressing the hell out, otherwise He would have said something funny or so. In any way it was ok, and still is because His Word (Not only the Bible) is alive.

Our last ministry wasn't my favourite, but it was perfectly timed to be a favourite. 

Oh, by the way we found Lucas... or actually he found us, we got a good place to sleep and the tuk tuk people dropped their act. Also the day after crying out to the Lord I got healed and so many things worked for good towards me at our last ministry. SO MY STORY ENDS WITH A HAPPY EVER AFTER! Exept the 36 hour train ride... but whatever where almost home hahahaha.