Why India?

Well, I asked myself that question when I looked up the temperature yesterday and it said that the high was in the 90's but it "feels like 112".

Yup.

It acutally said that.

It feels like 112.

Yikes!

I'm from Minnesota.

It's cold there.

And September in India isn't looking much cooler than July.

So, it's not really the weather that is drawing me to India.

So why India?

The language in Ongole is Telugu.  To be honest, a year ago I had never even heard of Telugu.  Can't even say "hello" in Telugu yet.

 So, I guess that it's not my vast lingual skills that are calling me to India.

So, why India?

Well, the answer is simple really...

because God has asked me to go, and there is absolutely no other place that I'd rather be than right in the center of His will.

And I am so totally excited.

If you saw the pictures of the kids in the post below,

you know that they are beautiful and precious.

Beloved.

Absolutely beloved

of the Father.

I know it's true,

because He's done some amazing things in my heart, on their behalf.

Of course, He's done some amazing things in the hearts of those who live and work at SCH full time.  They're giving their lives for these children, and I am so very grateful.

One thing is for certain.

Our Father is thinking of these precious children

a lot.

Here's the first of many stories that show that's true in my own life:

Two years ago, I had never heard of Sarah's Covenant Homes in India.

But I had a dream.

A dream that I now know has a whole lot to do with SCH.

It also has a whole lot to do with the church in the U.S., but I'll save that part of the dream to share at another time.

In the dream there was a little girl.  We were waiting to adopt Grace, but I knew that the girl in the dream was not Grace.  She was older than Grace and had curly hair.  The little girl was crying and in obvious distress, so I picked her up and comforted her.

Fast forward about a year-and-a-half.

David and I were sitting on the couch in our living room.  We were discussing something that we had talked about at church the night before.  Earlier in the day, I had recalled the dream that I had had, and I was reading it to him from the entry in my journal.  I looked up and there on the refrigerator was the little girl from the dream.

How could I have missed it before?

It was totally obvious now.

There is a little girl from SCH whose picture is on our refrigerator.  We pray for this little girl regularly.  Because I had forgotten about the dream, however, I had never made the connection that this was the same little girl that was in my dream.

The dream that I had months before I ever knew about SCH.

Do you see it?

God is for her.

God is for each of these beautiful children.

He loves them.

He's revealing His heart for them.

And, of course, He's not just doing it in me.

He's doing it many of you, as well.

He may not be calling you to India and SCH.

But, He is calling many of you.

I'd love to hear more of your stories. 
How has He called you to the least of these?
Or how has he called you those who seem to have it all together?
God certainly knows that there are many Americans who desperately need His love, too.

Please share!
I know that it will be an encouragement to many.