Tennessee was whooped, and Philip laughed in Georgia’s face!

Filed Under (Blogs) by Susan on 03-10-2017

PhilFootball-youngI’m not sure when Philip started loving football.  I have a feeling something invaded his system through osmosis from this preschool       picture!! He started with just watching the games on television, then watching old documentaries and films on the internet.  The statistics and facts that are stored in his memory amazes me. (How can he NOT remember where he kept his black dress socks?!?)   He would have loved to play for the McCallie School’s football team, unfortunately for him, his pediatrician (and me, his mother) will not give clearance to play contact sports.  Philip, did not let that stop him.  He approached the head football coach and asked if he needed an assistant.  This will be Philip’s third year in a supporting/managerial role for the football team, and he loves every minute of it.

 

He has this competitive streak in him as well.  We don’t need to even mention the Baylor – McCallie rivalry!!!   It extends to the SEC and the NFL.   No one beats his Vols or his Titans and goes unscathed!!   Unfortunately, this weekend BOTH the Vols and the Titans lost!  :(  Philip - football

 

Well, after Tennessee’s horrible 41-0 loss to Georgia, we were ministering on Sunday morning at the Atlanta Revival Center in Douglasville, Georgia.   There were many in the audience who were proudly wearing their Georgia Bulldog Red and Black!!   Well, before introducing Philip to come and speak, Pastor Vance made the church announcements, one of which was a men’s retreat where they would cook “any wild meat” and treat the men in attendance.  I saw Philip suddenly sit up, perk up and smile.  My heart sank, what was going on his mind? He was introduced and his first words to the Pastor and to the church congregation was about the men’s retreat.  “So, Pastor Vance, since you will be cooking alligator and any other meat at the retreat, how about some bulldog?”    My mind immediately thought of Jesus at the temple and how he escaped the Jews who picked up stones to throw at him.  Where is the nearest fire exit?!?  This boy continued on with his testimony, and in between “With God nothing is impossible, even for the Volunteers!”

 

The congregation was generous and loving to us all, rolling in the aisles with Philip’s comments.  But boy, for a while there, I was worried for Philip!  It is amazing how the Lord can use the weak to confound the mighty.  Many may look at children with disabilities and think there is nothing good that can come out of them.  But in the Master Potter’s hands, all things are possible for those who believe!!

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#GreatAmericanSolarEclipse

Filed Under (Blogs) by Susan on 24-08-2017

Monday marked an amazing battle in the heavens with the sun and moon.  For a time, the sun disappeared and the earth became cool :)

 

According to ancient literature, people formed various reasons for why the sun disappeared from the sky.  From that, various superstitions and myths were birthed. Food that is prepared during an eclipse is unpure and poisoned, therefore, people are advised to remain fasting during an eclipse.  To some, an eclipse means disaster and destruction is imminent.  In Mexico, pregnant women are advised to wear red underwear to protect their baby from a cleft palate.

 

Devika and her mother at their home in rural Karnataka.

Devika and her mother at their home in rural Karnataka.

Beautiful girls like our patient Devika were born with bilateral cleft lip and palate.  The mother of Devika was shunned from the village after her birth.  She had told Santhosh and myself that villagers called her demon possessed, saying that she had walked out during an eclipse.

 

What a horrible burden to put on mothers.  As if we don’t carry enough guilt or pain, add on that if your baby is born with a facial birth defect, it’s because YOU stepped out during an eclipse.

 

There’s no proof, no medical science, nothing to prove any of the above.  You must protect your eyes, and that’s the medical advice to remember.  For fun, wear the red underwear, no one will check :)

 

The other thing to keep in mind is what is written in Psalms 19 “The heavens declare the glory of God, the firmament shows his handiwork.”   His glory is shown every day, with every sunrise and sunset.  But on Monday, in the USA, His glory was revealed magnificently and beautifully in the heavens.    And EVERYONE saw it!!

 

God bless you!

Susan

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Nail Polish

Filed Under (Blogs) by Susan on 24-07-2017

Monsoon season has hit Mumbai.  As we braved the deluge of rain with the drive to the red-light district, Philip, Santhosh and I began to prepare ourselves for the long day!  Unfortunately, the rain did not stop once we arrived in the red-light area.  It only poured in intensity!   We climbed the stairways, hopped over sewer lines and struggled to hold the feeble umbrellas upright as we climbed to the Lighthouse, the LWR center in the heart of the city.

Susan speaking

Susan speaking at the center. An official translator was there to help with the language.

 

The ladies and several children were there to greet us.  We were so happy to see their smiles.  I won’t ever forget the blank expressions on their faces the first time I met them in February 2015.  There was hopelessness in their eyes.   But to see their joy today, there’s only one explanation for it, and that is Jesus.   Yet, there is still a battle going on for the souls of these women and their children.  We must not forget to fight for them.

 

Towards the end of the day, the rain had finally ceased.  I stepped outside of the Lighthouse to walk around the slum area.  I saw a few women huddled together and I wondered what was in the center of their circle.  There I saw a box with a rainbow of colors in tiny jars.   It took me a few minutes to realize that the box was filled with an assortment of nail polish.  A man came with another box of nail polish and displayed it in front of the ladies.  There was a lot of negotiation as he relayed the prices and showed the various colors.

 

I don’t know who the man was, or who sent him.  But it saddened me that instead of finding ways to help the ladies be set free, people found ways to keep them captive.   It happens over and over again, everyday.  A safe hostel (safe home) has been arranged for many children of the women of Project Butterfly.  But many of the mothers are saying, we want to leave this place too.   We need to build homes for these in captivity, and not find ways to keep them oppressed.  This project will take all of us working together.  This has to be done, because we all are called to set the captives free.  I hope that you will join me in this vision to bring hope, bring change, and bring new life to the people of Mumbai’s red light districts.

 

Together let’s transform Beauty from the Ashes!

Susan

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