On the first day of the new year, we visited some orphanages. We did our specialty, "the midgets" and incorporated action songs. They seemed to enjoy the "Blow wind blow" game and had fun playing roles with our Wall of Jericho story. The boy who acted as Joshua had a particularly good prayer warrior pose. Kneeling on one knee and with hands clasped together, he looked like a Chinese general greeting the Emperor.
We taught them 2 crafts - friendship band and paper stars. They learnt well and caught on pretty fast, despite the fact that the day was drawing to an end and it was getting dark. Then, it was time for us to go. Together with the orphanage's director, they said a prayer for us. It was touching seeing how fervent they prayed. It was all I could to keep the tears from flowing again.
As we left Yangon early next morning, I still couldn't believe I was leaving this land already. I had just gotten to know the people better and we enjoyed some incredibly good times together. Not only the locals, but the others in the team, and the Australian missionaries based there with their families. I can't begin to name all those wonderful people, but I pray that God will continue to bless them abundantly and meet their needs in unexpected ways. And also for the children of Myanmar to experience a God so real that they can taste His goodness in the many little blessings that He brings to them.
As with many other missions trips, I felt overwhelmingly blessed, much more than what I intended to bless these people with. God can take the little that we offer, multiply it many many times and shower them to His children in ways men cannot comprehend.
To God be all the glory.
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