So am I CRAZY? (Hey that was rhetorical, no answers please) That is a question I have been asking myself. Who am I to think / dream so big … BUT with GOD… BUT with God… I am guessing you may feel like you just got dropped into the middle of a story and truthfully you probably have. A few days ago I wrote in Facebook that I feel like I’m cheating on many of you. I have been in Vietnam for a few days now and have not written. This trip was to be different. Not a lot of program things, just a few kids and a lot of time lying around reading etc.
Well guess what? I am wrong again. This trip the streets of Saigon look different to me. They are not the streets I have gotten so use too. So many new buildings and huge changes everywhere. It seems as though growth has accelerated. More and more cars, sky scrapers going up everywhere. I wish I could say I am happy but I feel more concern for this nation than ever.
Right before I left I was challenged by a good friend. Too work to transform a nation. He said “You have not met all these Govt. and influential people for happenstance. I can’t believe I am even putting things like this on the pages. I struggle to not delete as I type. But these journals have been the place I have used since the beginning to get my thoughts out. To process and to seek the prayers of so many of you who have carried GIBTK on your shoulders from the beginning.
So the plan is ask VN govt. and business leaders where do they see Vietnam in 10 years. What are the problems that may arise? And then look to find ways to prepare “our GIBTK kids” for this future. I sit here and stopped typing, shaking my head. Wondering if I am crazy? Many probably would say yes. But the last few days has been very little hotel time. They have been filled with meeting with leaders. Ideas are coming up and even more concerns.
Enough of this “crazy talk” for now. What I have realized is I miss hearing from you. I miss your prayers and need you to be in my life, especially while I am in Vietnam. Though there may not be as many heart tugging stories this trip please stay with me. I sense God is up to something and we get to be a part of it.
The other thing I realized last night was I need my kid fix. We visited with the Grace house Kids. To experience their love and warmth was fulfilling to say the least. One picked up her guitar and began to strum a worship song and the other kids simply joined in and sang to Jesus. Yes I have the tears in my eyes because I see some kids who were basically on the streets a few years ago. Now filled with God and dreams for their future.
Look for our new blog in the next few days too!
