School started last Wednesday. Each morning one of us goes over to the girls hostel (dormitory) at 6:30, and “helps” them bathe and get ready for the day. Even the youngest (four years old) seem to be very self sufficient and able to take care of themselves, so it is a bit of a struggle for us as we don’t feel useful during this time. It is a good lesson to help show that God doesn’t need our help either, and so we are, in a sense, “useless,” in that everything we “do” for Him is really His gift to us.
At 9:00, we go and cut vegetables for the children’s lunch. Beets, potatoes, onions, cabbage, along with other vegetables that we don’t have in the states (at least as far as I know). Cutting the vegetables becomes a game, as the cooks (who don’t know a bit of English) try and tell us what size to cut the vegetables for each different curry.
11:15 we head over to the school, where we observe the first and second grade English class. First and second means the four to 8 year olds, so it’s a pretty wide age range. In a few days we’ll start teaching English ourselves. Ay yi. There is one teacher for the 36 children. She hits them with a stick when they don’t listen or are acting up, which personally I think is because we are in the room distracting them.
And then comes my favorite/most difficult part of the day: five o’clock. We head over to watch/play with the girls till around 7:30. Everyone crowds around us: “My name, sister?, My name sister?, My name sister?” as 8 children ask and tell us their names all at once. The worst part is that they then expect us to remember all 100 of their names the next day. It breaks my heart to see their crestfallen faces when we cant remember their names. Pravina, Pradiba ,Priya, Gogeela, Ramalakshmi, Kaveeda, Kaveeah, Yoha, Vashna, Asha, Meena, Salvarani, Sarasudi, Marysudi, Sobena, Velmedi, Vijitra, Natia, Satiya, Cameela, and the list goes on. J
We then play all sorts of games, and they try to teach us Tamil and practice their English on us (Superman, Singing in the rain, days of the week). All of them, even the older ones, are very clingy. They fight over who gets to hold our hand or play with us. If we swing a little 6 or 7 year old around by the arms, the 110, 11, 12, and 13 year olds want us to do the same to them. I think our muscles are going to be bigger when we come home. ;) They also delight in teaching us Indian dances.
There is one little girl, Ramalakshmi, and her little brother, whom everyone calls Tambi (little brother). He is in shock, and so he stays with his sister at the girls hostel. They are both so lonely and needy that they cling to me much of the time. The first day or two they wouldn’t smile at all, but now you can hardly erase the smiles from their faces. Rama insists I call her “Tungachi” (little sister), and she calls me “Akka,” (big sister). Most of the children call us “sister.” Yesterday when another little girl tried to call me Akka, Rama got this entirely fierce look on her face, and hugged me tightly. “MY Akka!!” she said. These two are favorites.
At night, we take turns sleeping over at the girls hostel, or perhaps staying would be a better word, as there is nary any sleep involved. We take care of the children when/if they cry in the night. (although apparently I am the only one that has really experienced this).
And so goes each day. Sunday evening we will start teaching Sunday school for the girls also.
Sierra is all the boys and middle (9-12) girls favorite. I think its because she can throw balls and play games with the best of them, whereas Bridge and I are lacking in these skills.she just has this joy about her that they all love. Bridge has taken on the older girls (ages 12-15). They like to sit in a circle off by themselves, so sweet Bridge goes and sits with them. They love her for this. I think that mostly the children all feel great love from these two daughters of our Heavenly Dad. It’s impossible not to. I mostly play with the littlest ones, although at times we play with all ages.
Pray for love. That we would love each and every child as Jesus does. It is hard to love the spoiled difficult ones.
Pray for rain. They haven’t had real rain here in several weeks, and the farmers need it for their crops, as well as just a regular need for water.
Pray for only Jesus Christ to be seen in us, that we would not be seen, but Christ, and Christ alone.
Praying for you all as it comes to mind.
Your sisters in His service.

Hmm. The children arrive tomorrow. I think this place will be simply bursting with joy when they do. It is amazing to see the joy of the Lord in children, and how much He must delight in them, as He delights in us. We are His children. :)
Yesterday was quite the day. We went on a picnic with the family, which of course included a few second cousins, fifth cousins, and Edgar, our German brother, who is also a volunteer here. We rode a rickety bouncy young bus for about an hour and a half. then we reached the waterfalls where we would have our picnic.
This was a most marvelous and extraordinary thing, a novel idea. The waterfalls? They are used like a communal shower for the people. The men go “upstairs,” to the first waterfall, while the women go to the lower waterfall. They all take showers with their clothes on, except the small children, who unabashedly wear no clothes at all and run around splashing through the water. Halfway through this wonderful experience it occurred to us that all the water from the men was splashing down upon and we were showering in it. Ha.
Every evening now at 5 o’clock the children come. All the games we play become a competition to see who can get the “sisters” on their team. Sierra Sister, Bridgette Sister, and Tacie Sister taught them to play red rover, and this is now their favorite game. I think they like the aspect of holding hands, and being a team.
Jeba, a skinny little boy of ten, dances ever spare moment he can. He is quite the dancer. If a little child gets hurt, or cries or something, he breaks into dancing, rolling all over the floor till the baby is laughing at him. If any child gets hurt, every single other child gathers round and fawns over them till they are better. There is a lot to be learnt from these children as to caring for others, and how we as the hands and feet of Jesus should be.
When we were in town yesterday, there were monkeys all over the streets. :)
Another thing that is everywhere is pictures of light skinned people. Even the believers have these pictures in their homes. It’s a sad thing to see.

day six here in tirnelveli. school still hasnt started yet. our heavenly Dad is teaching us much about contentment these past few days. mostly about food, i think. all the food is very good, its just they keep giving us more and more food. its as though it never ends. we are learning to be thankful for mountains of food, yet asking God to show us how to say no, and whether it is right to say no.

wednesday night we went to prayer meeting. although we could not understand a word they said, it was a blessing to be amongst other believers and hear them pray and worship jesus.

two days ago, the other volunteer, edgar, returned from doing vbs in some other towns. he is from germany, and quite a funny person. he told us we need to teach him english hymns, and so that night we and a cousin of sornaraj all sang hymns for a while. it was a joy.

everyone here in this town is related. :) crazy. one of my favorite things is seeing how caring everyone is for each other. a baby was born a month ago, and so now his family brought him here to meet his extended family. they all fawn over him, and put him to sleep with a harmonica. :) its a delight.

observations:

1) there are pictures of light skinned babaies in every single house. we are not sure why.

2) everyone takes a nap in the afternoon. it is entirely too hot to do anything else.

3) people dont say thank you here. they just kind of bob their head instead.

4) everyone wants to be american. they tell us we dont need to learn tamil.

5) calnders have two months on each page, instead of one month.

pray for: contentment, as mentioned above. that these people would realize that they are beautiful and dearly loved as they are. God to be glorified in every action, every word.

lovelovelove

your sisters in Christ Jesus

ps. we will have a phone number, i think, pretty soon to call home. and letters take a week to get there. they're on the way. :)

address:

c/o P. Sornaraj

mission compound

Vadamalapuram P.O.

Mullikulam 627755

Tirnelveli - Dist

South India

it is our second day here at the school. BUT we found out when we arrived that there is a new person in the government, and they have decided that school will now start the 15 of June, instead of the 1. :) So there is not much to do. all three of us feel very very lazy. But the headmasters wife, Sona Kumari, insists that we "rest" and "i tell you if i need help. i dont need help, ok?" i never thought i would need grace to be content being lazy. ay yi.

as a result of us being lazy, however, dear ones, letters your way soon. :) there are some children here though, and they are all precious. one little girl has taken it upon herself to be our teacher in Tamil. we are all learning some words, and it is a joyous thing to see the faces of people when we (mainly sierra) practice on them. it is a special thing to know that people care about you enough to learn your language. tamil is very hard to pronounce.

we went to the town today with Sonakumari, and bought some indian clothes. side note: indian women are so very beautiful. we rode a rickshaw (car on three wheels) into town. bridge sat on my lap. it was very bumpy. and uncomfortable. BUT the most marvelous thing in the world, i cant even tell you. its such a wonderful feeling.

observations:

1) we eat so much food. ay yi, you cannot say no. if we do, everyone thinks that we do not like the food. at almost each meal, we end up eating so much we feel sick to our stomach. i have no idea how they are able to eat all they do.

2) the children all call us sister. "no, no sister! you come with me!" "sister, sister, play!"

3) the head bob is stupendous. they kind of wiggle thier from shoulder to shoulder. this means yes, but they do it all the time. when they say hi, when they say goodbye, ALL THE TIME.

4) there are lots of snakes here. they come out at night on the road, apparently.

5) the electrcity shuts off constantly.

pray for: priscilla, the headmasters daughter, is sick. she goes to the hospital tomorrow with her father. contentment. love and joy for the children. patience with the food (its all delicious, but oh so much to eat). God's glory to be seen here. perseverance for the believers here. the church numbers about 15.

we are all safe in chennai now. we arrived at 4:45 in the morning, june 5th. it took us a bit to get out of the airport, but by the grace of God we made it with few confusions. we are at the blue diamond hotel in chennai waiting for our train at 8pm tonight to take us to madurai, where someone will pick us up and take us to the school.

observations:

1)no one pays attention to traffic laws. everyone drives where they please, when they please (hmm, was that a white line i saw?):)

2) there are no white people here. its a bit shaking to realize that WE are the different ones now. but thank God for the opportunity to see things through a foreigners eyes in america.

3) there is no toilet paper.

4) it is so very difficult to understand the people when they speak, as im sure it is hard for them to understand us when we speak.

5) everything is so very beautiful, and yet so very dirty at the same time.

6) as we were driving by in our taxi, i saw a teenager with one leg in the side of the road. then i realized that many of the people on the side of the road had injuries/were begging.

7) it reminds me a lot of mexico (siler family)

When we arrived at the hotel, there were i think 5 "bus boys" waiting to help us. somehow they all managed to escort us to our room, where i then had to figure out whether to tip all of them, some, or one.

these people are so poor and needy, both spiritually and physically. Yet this is how we were int he sight of God when He so readily took us.

pray for: the train ride, exchanging money (we were cheated at the airport. fortunately it was very small sum). we've figured out that when they have this little smirk on their face, they are/will cheat you. :) Gods glory to be shown as we try and communicate His Love without words. homesickness. i think it has finally hit all three of us that we will are actually here.

Praying for you all as it comes to mind.

"Don;t judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes." -English Proverb

His grace is sufficient for us.

hmm. first of all, im writing this post because i leave for india in four days. yes, thats right. FOUR DAYS. really? yes. for the past couple of weeks ive been having freak out sessions a couple times a day where i cant believe im actually going. that God is actually enabling me to do this. woah now. crazy. The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me.

but seriously? are you kidding me? this girl who's afraid of everything is going to the other side of the world? HA. because maybe you didnt know it, but i am chief at being scared of everything. i am gifted in that area. if they had contests, i think i might win. i went to get my immunizations. i cried. are you kidding me? HA. oh goodness. what on earth am i thinking?

but honestly, its not me thinking. its God in me. it has to be. there is no other way, couldnt possibly be. ive been reading in proverbs about the fear of the Lord for the past couple of days. perfect timing. and this is where ive been realizing that fear is a great thing, at least that kind. other than that, there is nothing to fear.

His grace is sufficient for me.it always has been, and it always will be. amen and amen.

So in a few short days my dear friends and i will leave for the airport. Because God not only blessed me with being able to go, but He blessed me with two dear friends on this adventure. Two sweet girls who do not even know what a treasure they are to me, how God has used them in my life. truly, these two girls are true daughters of Christ. meet them and be challenged to walk more like Christ. talk with them and be encouraged on this beautiful journey of life. laugh with them and be blessed. spend time with them, and learn to LOVE.

its going to be a great adventure. and Christ is going to do amazing things in us, i know. May He be walking the streets where you are today.

Life

So, im working my way towards India. Or rather, Jesus is working my way towards India. i realized the other day that even though i may not end up in India, God has used this passion in me. ive changed because of it. i would not be who i am right now but for the love He gave me for India. its made me realize God's plan for the entire world, opened my eyes to be sensitive to others, changed my ways of thinking, cut my pride down, given my a compassion for the things that break God's heart. But most of all, i think i would be much more of a miserable jerk than i already am if God had not used India to increase my love for Him.

Four words constantly run through my mind each day: love God, love people. love God, love people. love God, love people. love God, love people. love...well, you get the picture. its simple. loving God comes first. out of that love for God comes a great love for people. and those are the two most important things in life. ive realized that out of my love for God springs my love for the people of India. Lately my flesh has been telling me some pretty horrible things. "No, tace, if you go to india, life will be hard. life will be difficult. you will never ever have time to yourself anymore. you probably wont be able to handle it."

2 Corinthians 1:26-31: Brothers and sisters, think of what you were when you were called. Not many of you were wise by human standards; not many were influential; not many were of noble birth. But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong. God chose the lowly things of this world and the despised things—and the things that are not—to nullify the things that are, so that no one may boast before him. It is because of him that you are in Christ Jesus, who has become for us wisdom from God—that is, our righteousness, holiness and redemption. Therefore, as it is written: “Let the one who boasts boast in the Lord.

and after i read that, i breath easy. For i have nothing to worry about. and satan can go where he belongs. amen for my weaknesses and struggles, for in them is my Savior more glorified.

But he who is joined to the Lord is one spirit with Him. 1 Corinthians 6:17


Mhmmm. God is soooooooooooooo good. amen and amen. :)

choosing jesus

so the Holy Spirit has been at work, once again. daily He works in our lives, but do we realize it? i realized recently that i have many idols in my life. my Jesus is not in His proper place. why? because i do not choose Him. i see the world around me, and i choose the world. daily i have a choice to make, and daily i make the wrong choice.

as i continually do this, the power of God seems to shrink, at least in my mind. i forget that my Jesus is all-powerful. that He is able. that He is in control. that the Holy Spirit dwells inside me!!!! that i have but to ask, and He will do it. the less i acknowledge the presence of my precious Savior, the more satan grabs ahold of me. i forget that i am no longer a slave to sin. that i do not have to give in. that i do not have to make the wrong choice.

what is the chief end of man? to glorify God and enjoy Him forever. what does that mean in my life? THAT MEANS THAT EVERYTHING I DO IS TO KNOW GOD MORE. the more you know Someone, the more you love Them. the more you love them, you cant help talking about them to everyone you see. you cant help but want to do things for them. and thereby others will come to know Him more, and the ultimate purpose of man (the glory of God) will be realized and fulfilled by more people each and every day.

EVERYTHING I DO IS TO KNOW GOD MORE. this truth extends into every aspect of life. i wake up so that i can spend the day getting to know God more, and thus fall more and more in love with Him. i open a door so that i can go into a room and encourage someone else towards jesus. i eat so that i am alive and well to know God more. i work so that i can have money to pay for school so that i can know God more. i talk to family and friends because we are made in the image of God, and so to talk to them meaningfully inceases my understanding of God and perhaps theirs as well. i brush my teeth in the morning so my breath does not turn others off toward Him (i hate brushing my teeth. seriously).

now shoot. dont i wish i would remember all that through out the day. but as i daily realize the presence of God with me every moment and my thoughts turn more towards Him, WHEN I REMEMEBR THE POWER OF THE HOLY SPIRIT INSIDE ME, i already start choosing the right thing.

my Jesus. i pray that you may know Him more daily, and thereby love Him fully.

Well, its a new day. :) As it is every day! How sweet to take hold of God's word when He says that "His mercies are new every morning."

Lamentations 3:22-23
The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.

i am learning to realize God's presence at my side every moment of every day. It's much easier for me to see Him at work when i am realizing His presence near to me. Every day He cares for me, gently helps me along. Yesterday He finished paying my school bill for the year for me. :) He is so good! Now He is preparing me to serve Him someday, where ever that may be. :) It's a hard journey.

i babysat a little boy today at school for a few hours. He was a precious little man, about two years old, with hugo brown eyes and the most adorable laugh in the world. The first half hour he balled his fists up in his eyes and refused to remove them. Then all of a sudden, he sticks out the biggest tongue i have ever seen on a little boy, and leaves it hanging out practically the rest of the time (an hour). Yes, he was trying to lick me. No, he did not succeed. ;) Back in the saddle again. Would life be complete without children? i think not. i cant imagine a day going by without a child nearby. One of my good friends back home has the cutest siblings in the world. Everything that comes out of their mouths is completely original adorableness. i cant help but laugh. "tace." she says. "they're really not saying anything funny." Oh, but they are, they are. Not only is everything a child says funny or sweet, but sometimes it has great philosophical meaning to it.

A quote from my five year old brother: "I heard what you said! I was closer to you than your mind was to your mouth!"

Hmm. well, the time has come. soon i'll be heading back to school. sigh. this morning i babysat for my neighbors. they have three darling children ages 6, 3, and 2. i'll miss them rather much.

we danced, did gymnastics, and ate pepperoni and yogurt together. delicious. babysitting normally consists of dancing. like the entire time. we've passed the days where lyd, em, and i would dance to "Jesus loves me," and have moved on to dancing to switchfoot, chris tomlin, and brandon heath. mmm. delightful. the littlest boy, ezra(ezzie) is 2. he gets rather tortured, as his sisters like to dress him up in ballet outfits, dresses, makeup, and fingernail polish. poor little guy.

lydia, em and i have many conversations. they go like this.

#1 me: em, whats your favorite color? em: red! me: lydia, whats your favorite color? lyd: tacie whats your favorite color? me: blue, green, and brown. lyd: oh, mines blue, green and brown too!!

#2 me: emily, what do you want to be when you grow up? em: a princess. with pink hair. me: oh thats nice! lydia, what do you want to be? lyd: tacie, what do you want to be? me: a missionary. i want to tell people about Jesus in india. lyd: yup, thats what i want to be too! a missionary!! in india, of course. tacie, we're like the same person!

mm, i think you get the picture. strange how small children want to be exactly like you. :D but at the same time, i always get this warm fuzzy feeling inside me, and want to just be with those dear littles ones all day, every day. hmm. whos watching you?

in the car on the way back, just as i was feeling all sad that i wouldnt get to see those little kids for a long time again, the music started playing. some jason gray song. quite marvelous, actually. a second later i was singing at the top of my lungs, pounding the wheel of the car, dangerously close to the sides of the road. (yes sides. one at a time). the perfect feeling ever, of being by yourself and singing crazily simply because you can and you dont care what anyone thinks of you. good thing its only a two minute drive. ;)

follow Jesus today, dear ones. :)