what a great day.

oh my goodness. i had such a good day in the gach. and for those of you have started your dinner time prayers for my nepali friends...i think its working. what a great day with them! and for those of you who don't get my prayer letter updates...basically i just asked for some back up in the prayer department on behalf of my beautiful nepali friends in the gach. (i'll post the full letter later) its the kind of day that's amazing and heart breaking all at the same time. hearing stories that make me want to step outside and throw up and at the same time grab my friends and never let go. stories that will haunt my dreams and follow me into my prayers. and i think of these precious little ones and dream. and ache for more vision on their behalf. the road is just beginning as each week our relationships with them deepen. and trust is woven into a friendship. like the bracelet they tied on my wrist this afternoon. and i find myself hoping against the odds, for freedom. and dignity and childhood restored, although from this side of their drawn curtains its sometimes hard to hold on tightly. as a friend of mine said last week while visiting...the sex trade, the trafficking of women and children might just be what our children look back on with unbelief, asking how it was possible that people allowed such horrid oppression to exist...just as we look on the hitler and rawanda...i think he might be right.

every monday i get to hang out with these sweet nepali girls. so while you're waking up each morning (that is, if you live in north america...i don't know what it is if you're in the UK...or south america...and nepali cuz's i guess if you're sitting down to afternoon cha 15 minutes after we are here in india...) then remember us as you sip your morning coffee or make your drive to work. this kind change is going to take a lot of prayer. pray for freedom for these girls. creativity and vision as we build friendships with them. and favor with the madams and owners that we meet. i'm believing for radical rediculous answers to your prayers...

and as a side note, while hanging out with one of our friends and her husband this morning in the gach we got on the topic of tattoos. (which i happened to learn the bengali word for today...) and her husband suggested that i get my name on my forearm. and a dragon on my bicep...why? i cannot really understand. but we concluded that while it would help to strike fear into the hearts of men who might try to touch me on the streets i might have a harder time finding a husband. why you might ask...he said because eveyone will think i am a "ninja". oh, that's why...