Here are some different outeaches we've done:
We went out to deliver food to the drug addicts of the city
the other night. We prayed then packed boxes of white rice, steamed veggies and
chicken. We passed them out to the people. These people have no jobs and spend
their days by the clinic because the government will give them drugs to keep
them from doing dangerous crimes. Yes,
logical. I like that we are able to bless them in a practical way. I tried to
start conversations, but no one really spoke English. It was mostly awkward,
but I smiled a lot to make up for the barrier. The little girl I tried to
befriend kept running away from me shyly. Anyway, KP and I were fascinated
because the little girl was blowing bubbles. So, her uncle came up blew
cigarette smoke into the bubbles to make smoke bubbles and she giggled as she
popped them and the smoke drifted out.
The same evening we went downtown to do a late night prayer
walk. We were specifically targeting the red light district. We went around and
noticed all the hourly hotels that we actually had passed by many times earlier
in the trip. After they were pointed out to us, we saw the signs everywhere.
The most heart wrenching moment for me was when we walked by a sign that
listed: “Chinese, Russian, Malaysian, Vietnamese…ect” with various prices next
to the different races. Girls bought for their race. The reality hit me and I
literally got sick to my stomach. That’s never happened to me before. We went
to a nearby park and prayed for the city, for the girls and worshipped God.
Life is so different for so many people. And it’s culturally accepted that
businessmen hire prostitutes on the weekends. What an empty way to live. We
continue to pray.
KP and I visited a Napali church service this evening. The
worship is an hour and the message is about an hour. Of course, it was in
Napali, but there was a friendly 12 year old boy to translate for us and tell
us which Bible verses to read. “It’s okay, I speak English,” he whispered
kindly with a smile. The spirit of God does not know language barriers because
God was speaking to me so strongly in that service. The church was small with
white walls, neon lights and minimal Christmas decorations. The people are
humble and simple. As they sang, tears began to well in my eyes because of the
purity of their love and worship. I don’t know if you have ever been
overwhelmed by the beauty of a specific people or community, but their peaceful
yet passionate worship was enchanting. After every service, they eat
traditional Napali food, and can I just say, best chicken wings I’ve ever had.
Rice, curry, spice- so good. The children adored Kristine. Most everyone our
age and younger spoke English, so we made a lot of friends and quickly. One of
the little girls asked KP if she would be her BFF right before taking cute,
goofy pictures together. Great. Now I have to compete with an adorable 8 year
old. It was truly a pleasure to go and they wanted us to come back and stay in
HK longer. This seems to be a theme with the people we meet. God has given us
so much favor with people on this trip and we have had the honor of making so
many instant best friends. Sheesh, why can’t I make friends like this in LA?!
The C3 and YWAM people also want us to stay. KP and I were talking, “It’s a
good thing we are going to Thailand
next week. I’m already getting emotionally attached to everyone.”
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