Thank You

Oh God, help me not to take for granted all the blessings You poor out to me every day. I have so much to be thankful for; The fifty smiling faces that meets me every morning, waiting to give me a big hug, and take some of my love. All the wonderful food, that will make me roll back to Norway. The beauty of digging and repairing toilets. Children shouting “thank you teacher” “yellow”. Catching fish by hand. Oranges, oranges and more oranges. Snakes. Clean drinking water. Cold showers to wake me up in the mornings. Good health. The ability to sing and play guitar. New friends. Many people receiving Jesus every day. Knew knowledge about food and practical work. Warm clothes. Norwegian melkesjokolade. Walking bare foot.

Thank you my Jesus

FISHING

Today (21.jan.09)I had one of the best days in my life. Pi Tom came to pick me up on his motorbike. We went to pi Pi’s house to eat lunch before meeting the rest of the boys at pi Gjå’s house. From there we went past villages, rice fields, palms, bamboo cabins, rivers, on a small road filled with red African soil, over bamboo bridges, past all kinds of animals, surrounded by beautiful nature, I felt like coming home. We stopped by the riverside and jumped into the water. We went down the stream, and tried to catch fishes with our hands. For maybe two hours I didn’t catch a single fish. But the boys were so excited that I wanted to join that it didn’t matter. They made me stick my arm into deep holes, and told me afterwards that there was either fish, snakes or crabs in the holes… They also picked all kinds of different things from the trees along the riverside, and gave me to eat. I told them to pray for me, that I would catch a fish, and suddenly I started to catch fishes every time I put my hands down in the brown water. I even managed to catch the long fish that was the hardest to catch. We were in the river all day long. I am just getting more and more amazed about God’s wonderful creation. What a creator! In the evening we went back to pi Gjå’s house to make dinner together. I had my first hot shower since I came to Thailand. We cocked, laughed, ate, sang together and told stories to each other. What a wonderful day. I have really got some good friends here in Fang, and it’s so sad we’re leaving to Chiang Mai on Saturday.

You have a Father that loves you

You’re smiling, playing around with the others

And I wonder, have you always been happy?

You see me, you run into my arms

And I wonder, have you ever felt love before?

Your face shines, but pain is in your eyes

And I wonder, what is your story?

You take my hand, and lead me to your mother

And I wonder, are you my brother?

What is your story, what is your name?

Show me your scars, your wounds, your pain

What have I done?

What didn’t I do?

Beautiful little one, you have a Father that loves you

You’re laughing, dancing in the sun

And I wonder, if your heart is cloudy

You’re scared, hiding your face in my lap

And I wonder, where does this fear come from?

You lift your head, you’re watching my face

And you wonder, does she really love me?

I’ m crying, you’re wiping my tears with your hand

And I wonder, will I ever understand?

What is your story, what is your name?

Show me your scars, your wounds, your pain

What have I done?

What didn’t I do?

Beautiful little one, you have a Father that loves you

Weeks have past. New adventures have taken place. Dogs have been eaten. Elephants have been rode. River boats have been taken. Wells have been digged. More chili have been swallowed. New life stories have been shared. New people have received Jesus. New revelations have been given. New steps have been taken. More love has been poured out in my heart.

I had to go to Thailand to understand that God is my everything. I need nothing or no one but Him, who is the only one who can please my deepest longings and inner needs. Thank You Father. I love You!