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Baby Boaz

Please keep baby Boaz and his mom in your prayers. He's one sick little baby but getting better every day thanks to the Lord and to the WOL girls, constantly caring for him and loving on him.

Also pray for his mom's salvation.
She's been staying at the girls center and reading some of the bible, tracts, joining in quietly with worship.
God is touching this precious woman's heart. Pray that she will open it fully to Him.

Sweet Katlyn taking care of baby Boaz

Moving

Just as a heads-up, I will soon be moving my blog to WordPress as its just a more practical way to keep you all updated.
A big change has happened and a new chapter in my life is beginning, so I feel that a new start is in order.
I'll post on here when the switch to WordPress happens, but if you happen to be really good at designing and fixing up blogs, please let me know because I'm terrible at it and would like to make a better job of the next one.


Thank you guys for your support and love.
Watch this space.

Count all as loss, save the glorious Cross.

Do you want to commit your entire life to the Lord?

Do it, please, but don't ever expect it to be easy.

God will require your all, the then still yet more.

But Philippians 3:8.

For the sake of the Cross...for the sake of those LOST...my all is far more than worth losing.

The sacrifices hurt, the works God does are painful, but there is not one single thing on this earth to stop me from giving my absolute all to do His work on the missions field.

I am His for the taking....completely.

Fire

When I arrive in Cambodia I have no idea what I will be doing.
But right now my heart is burning, I mean burning for the children, for those precious ones enslaved in forced prostitution, those whose sweet innocence has been ripped from them unwillingly.
In the eyes of Christ sin is sin, all equal. But to my own heart there seems nothing more terrible, no sin greater than this.
PRAY please for these children, for these stunning creations of God whose tiny lives are being destroyed by the sick world.


People often ask me what I'll be doing out in Cambodia while I'm there.
I have to tell them honestly that I have no expectations. I know of many of the ministries that Water of Life has going on out there and God is truly working mightily, but is there any area I feel particularly called to? Part of me says "No, I will just fill whatever needs God asks me to fill", but at the same time....


By the grace and provision of our great God, Holly and Sreyown have been able to open a WOL house for girls. Many of these girls will be those rescued from child prostitution.
Each time I hear or speak of the issue of sex-trafficking my heart goes wild and I find myself passionate about acting against it. Today I've been reading Amy Carmichael's Gold Cord. It speaks of the child temple-prostitutes in India.
I've hit the end of the fourth chapter, titled Dead Babies, and find myself full of adrenaline and passion. I am capable of doing something to stop this horror.
So maybe, just maybe, this is my calling at least for the next four months. To learn how to best love those rescued from child prostitution, and to pray in earnest for God to show me how I can better help these beloved treasures.


Of course, there is nothing more effective than prayer, so I beg you to join me praying for these children and for those currently battling it out on the missions field to rescue them and show them the true love of Christ.
Please also pray for the sex-traffickers. It is easy for me to get angry and want to hate them for what they are doing, but Christ wants their hearts just as much as the children's.

A Ticket and a Question

A ticket: That's right, I finally bought my plane ticket to Cambodia.
I leave on the night of April 30th and arrive in Phnom Pehn at about 10.30pm the following day.
I return to England on August 27th, arriving on the 28th into London (don't even ask how that works with the time difference-its so confusing!)


A question: Please will you pray?
There was something that really took the joy and excitement out of the moment I decided to buy my plane ticket.
My family is going through a rough time right now, and more for the sake of venting than of informing, I'll tell you what's been going on. (and you know how good I am at short explanations....not)

My Dad's job contract ended in January and he hasn't been able to find another one. He usually has quite a high paying job, which goes toward things like my little sister's private school tuition, two vacation apartments we rent out, and of course the upkeep of a 101-year-old house that keeps threatening to fall down. Basically, in terms of money, we're up poo creek without a paddle. (sorry Erin)
This shouldn't really be an issue for me, because the funding for my Cambodia trip is supposed to be all my own money, from the inheritance my Grandma left me. 
Well...today I heard that we might not even be able to sell the house by April, and I can't have my money until the house is sold.

I called my Mum to tell her I was going to buy this plane ticket and we got in a bit of an argument. She was angry that I was going to "risk" buying it and not being able to pay living expenses there, not going in the end. She explained that my Dad was in a horrible mood because he felt I was being selfish and not even trying to get a job. (I applied for 8 jobs in the last two days and have been working for him all of each day for two months, having no free time)
You see, my parents aren't Christians. They don't understand why I'm paying a lot of money to go somewhere where I have to pay to help people. I can't tell them that I'm going because God wants me to, and that He will provide all the money and things I need. I can't tell them that there are people who need Jesus and need His love and God wants to use me to help show them that.
Thinking about it...man...its really sad the way they see things.
They don't really like the idea of me going because I'm spending money that I could be putting toward MY university tuition to get MY good job so that I will have a good life. And because I could be planning things out better, like timings. They don't think about the people who have nothing...who have no hope. They don't think of helping them.

So please...please pray for them. For their hearts, their salvation, their understanding and acceptance of me going to Cambodia for four months, for provision, a job for my father.
For me, it doesn't matter how I get the money to finance this trip, because God will provide and already knows exactly how. But it is so hard with my parents constantly getting angry with me for going.
I don't want to sound dramatic, but my becoming a Christian has really been tearing my family apart. Because they don't have the understanding of God and His will, of spiritual warfare, of God's provision and love and mercy and desires for people, they see things the wrong way. They see God's taking me away from home often as me wanting to always get away from them. They see my commitment to God above them as abandonment. I know that it is all in God's plan and has a reason, and I know that Christianity is supposed to get to people and affect them like that, but Satan often attacks me with guilt that I'm causing my family pain and strife. And I really need your prayers.

So...in short (like that's ever gonna happen), please pray for at least one of these:

• My family's salvation, and their understanding of my faith and why I'm doing what I'm doing
• A job for my Dad
• Provision for the funding of my trip. Its going to cost about $2500 all in all and I have about $1600
• My relationship with the Lord and good fellowship-both have been significantly lacking recently
• Cambodia-the saved, the unsaved, the missionaries, new workers, provision, health, spreading of the Gospel....

I've added some links a couple of the missionaries out there to my Ministries page. You can find the link at the top right corner of my main blog page. Check them out, keep them in prayer.

God Bless you guys.
Thanks for sticking it out through all my rants.
This is why I never used to blog, I can't seem to keep things short.

"Let us run with patience" (Heb. 12:1).

To run with patience is a very difficult thing. Running is apt to suggest the absence of patience, the eagerness to reach the goal. We commonly associate patience with lying down. We think of it as the angel that guards the couch of the invalid. Yet, I do not think the invalid's patience the hardest to achieve.
There is a patience which I believe to be harder--the patience that can run. To lie down in the time of grief, to be quiet under the stroke of adverse fortune, implies a great strength; but I know of something that implies a strength greater still: It is the power to work under a stroke; to have a great weight at your heart and still to run; to have a deep anguish in your spirit and still perform the daily task. It is a Christlike thing!

Many of us would nurse our grief without crying if we were allowed to nurse it. The hard thing is that most of us are called to exercise our patience, not in bed, but in the street. We are called to bury our sorrows, not in lethargic quiescence, but in active service--in the exchange, in the workshop, in the hour of social intercourse, in the contribution to another's joy. There is no burial of sorrow so difficult as that; it is the "running with patience." This was Thy patience, O Son of man! It was at once a waiting and a running--a waiting for the goal, and a doing of the lesser work meantime. I see Thee at Cana turning the water into wine lest the marriage feast should be clouded. I see Thee in the desert feeding a multitude with bread just to relieve a temporary want. All, all the time, Thou wert bearing a mighty grief, unshared, unspoken. Men ask for a rainbow in the cloud; but I would ask more from Thee. I would be, in my cloud, myself a rainbow--a minister to others' joy. My patience will be perfect when it can work in the vineyard. --George Matheson


"When all our hopes are gone,
'Tis well our hands must keep toiling on for others' sake:
For strength to bear is found in duty done;
And he is best indeed who learns to make
The joy of others cure his own heartache."

Holly and the Girls

Hey guys,

I received a newsletter today from one of the missionaries, Holly, out in Cambodia.
As some of you know, the Water Of Life Center where I will be serving this coming May is a center for boys and young men aged 12-25, who are orphaned, mistreated, or whose families are too poor to take care of them.
At the beginning of March WOL will be opening a house for young girls, who come from similar backgrounds as the boys, but also some of whom have been rescued from sex trafficking.
They already have a building to rent, but please join me in prayer for them.

Please pray:

• for funding
• for provision of furniture, utensils, all the little items necessary in a home basically
• that God will lead girls there who are deeply in need of love and care
• God's wisdom, protection and leadership over the entire project

Also, please pray for Holly as she works so hard to bring glory to the Lord and to share His love with the lost.


Thank you guys.