I
learned of something yesterday that made my heart catch in complete
happiness. My little Kenna Bear made a profession of faith on Sunday
while at church. She is the youngest of our grand-children, has spent a
great deal of time in my arms since she was born, and shared her soul
with me. To learn of her sealing of her heart to the Father caused
tears of blessedness for me. One of the most difficult things I face as
we move to the Middle East is the separation from our grand-children,
nothing in this world means more to us. Seeing them come to the Lord
ensures that one day we will leave this world to spend eternity in our
forever home, and never be separated from, or lonely for them again.
When I am absent from the presence of our grand-children I am in
constant loneliness for them. Being with them is the greatest delight I
experience in this life, along with being with my husband and our
children.
I love photographs, truly one picture can be worth a thousand words, Al Hassan H. Fahmi, of Baghdad, Iraq took this one. Last Tuesday, a week ago, as a group of children from St. George Church, Baghdad, Iraq, were on their way by bus to church for their communion classes, a suicide bomber left this world for the next as their bus passed. He was Taliban of Al Qaeda, and the purpose of this bombing is believed to have been an effort to free Taliban members held prisoner in a nearby Iraqi jail. As the children later related the story to their pastor and our dear friend, Brother Andrew White, they told him that they began singing and praying, because God had delivered and protected them from the blast. These children know well the explosions of violence which occur daily in Iraq. In their lifetimes all they have ever known is war. They were born during war, and its horrors and its thefts of security and peace are constant companions to them and everyone else in Iraq. Yet the faith in Jesus Christ of these children did not leave them crying and screaming at the death and injuries around them, but because of their faith, they remained calm as the bus sped on, trying to escape the danger.
They had not escaped at that point however, and another huge blast shook the bus, blowing out all the windows and badly damaging the bus. Here is Brother Andrew's account of what happened:
I
sometimes worry about Brother Andrew, as he travels the world seeking
support for the Christians of St. George, they do not have an easy
life. At any moment their faith could cost them, or someone they love,
their life. You will find links on Brother Andrew's Facebook page, and
the St. George's page where you can make your own pledge of support for
the work in Iraq, and follow there what The Living God is doing in
Iraq. God's blessings will surely be yours if you keep these faithful
in Iraq, especially these beautiful and courageous young Christians, in
your prayers.
I love this picture of McKenna, it really captures her insides... which are so lovely!
When
my husband first deployed to war in April of 2009, you would never have
been able to convince me that there would be but one blessings that
would come to us. The sacrifice that separation has required from me I
do not have the words to convey , and other than knowing that we both
were fulfilling God's will in our lives by Randy's service, I
anticipated nothing but the blessing that comes from that. However, God
being God, there were and are so many rich blessings, I can no longer
count them all. Some of those blessings have been of such a surprising
nature. Coming to know Canon Andrew White, because of Randy's service
with first the Army, and then the State Department has been one of those
surprise blessings. He is known the world over as The Vicar of
Baghdad, and known to our hearts as a dear friend, and a pastor to the
people of Baghdad who desire to know the True and Living God. An even
greater blessing has come with coming to know some of the people he
pastors, and to love them as family. We rejoice with them when they
rejoice, and mourn with them when they mourn, and the people of Iraq
have come to be knit to our hearts, as we have seen God's great love for
them, how He cherishes and provides for them, even as great evil
attacks and causes them to suffer desperately.
One
day Andrew posted to Facebook the following story, which reflected so
vividly what life as a Christian is like in the Middle East. It will
cost you something more than the usual to follow Him in Baghdad Iraq,
and those Brothers and Sisters in the Lord have my prayers everyday.
After the events portrayed in the story below, what I learned from these
little children became another rich blessing from God. I would never
have known all these little children have taught me without Randy's
willingness to serve our country and our people in the United States
Army and the State Department. I thank God everyday for men such as my
husband and Canon Andrew White, and for the children of St. George's
Church, who love God, and with joy and abandon claiming Him Lord and
Savior. May God be with them daily as they struggle and triumph in the
face of adversity such as I have never known. Knowing of their lives,
seeing their faces which reflect their innocence, joy, peace, and God's
amazing love, causes a sensation in me of awe and wonder at what God has
done, and is doing, in Iraq. Had their lives been taken that day by
the terrorists, they would have instantly been transported to their
forever home to be with the God they love, and that is the ultimate of
obtaining blessing. Instead they were protected by our God, and left in
this world a witness to the joy and peace that God brings to every true
believer, no matter what the circumstances they face in this world. As
Matthew 19:14 so beautifully states, "But Jesus said, Suffer little
children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the
kingdom of God.
Below
you will find what I wrote in tribute to the beautiful children of St.
George's Church, Baghdad, Iraq, the day that God spared their lives to
leave them in this world as a testimony for all to see of true love and
devotion to God, and for each of us to be blessed by. I thank you
Father God for their lives, for their love of You and the testimony of
their love, and as on each day is my habit, I ask your favor and
blessings for them today, may they know they are loved by You, and by
me.
I love photographs, truly one picture can be worth a thousand words, Al Hassan H. Fahmi, of Baghdad, Iraq took this one. Last Tuesday, a week ago, as a group of children from St. George Church, Baghdad, Iraq, were on their way by bus to church for their communion classes, a suicide bomber left this world for the next as their bus passed. He was Taliban of Al Qaeda, and the purpose of this bombing is believed to have been an effort to free Taliban members held prisoner in a nearby Iraqi jail. As the children later related the story to their pastor and our dear friend, Brother Andrew White, they told him that they began singing and praying, because God had delivered and protected them from the blast. These children know well the explosions of violence which occur daily in Iraq. In their lifetimes all they have ever known is war. They were born during war, and its horrors and its thefts of security and peace are constant companions to them and everyone else in Iraq. Yet the faith in Jesus Christ of these children did not leave them crying and screaming at the death and injuries around them, but because of their faith, they remained calm as the bus sped on, trying to escape the danger.
They had not escaped at that point however, and another huge blast shook the bus, blowing out all the windows and badly damaging the bus. Here is Brother Andrew's account of what happened:
From Baghdad, Canon White
Terrible Bomb Blast of Our Children’s Bus and They're All Alive
Dear Friends,
We are used to of bad days but today it has been in a different league. Central to our work and ministry here are our children. One of the biggest services of the year is when some of our children have there first communion. This service at the end of August. The children prepare everyday with
Terrible Bomb Blast of Our Children’s Bus and They're All Alive
Dear Friends,
We are used to of bad days but today it has been in a different league. Central to our work and ministry here are our children. One of the biggest services of the year is when some of our children have there first communion. This service at the end of August. The children prepare everyday with
about two hours of sessions. They all come to church in our bus and are then taken home.
As they were on their way home today they were caught up in a major bomb. The bus was not too badly damaged and it continued it journey. All of children started singing the Lords Prayer. As they were in the midst of their prayer a huge bomb exploded. All the glass of the windows shattered, people fell to the floor injured and one of the teachers was in a very bad way. They were all taken to hospital but were all discharged as none of them had life threatening illnesses. In a normal country there is no way that some of the teachers would have been discharged. One person was hardly breathing and in profound shock. She was brought to the church and I looked after her until she was more stable. Only then could I leave to visit all the children.
It was wonderful seeing all the children. Despite their injuries they were all smiling, their parents were not some were in floods of tears on learning what happened. The fact is that today was miraculous. When you see the state of the bus it is simply a major miracle that nobody died or was more seriously injured. The children knew quite clearly why, they just kept telling me that they were alright because they were praying and G-d was with them and He was.
Many tears were shed and there are huge things still to do and there are people who still need treatment. Please pray for us as we try and recover from another trauma.
Grace, Peace, and Blessings,
Andrew
As they were on their way home today they were caught up in a major bomb. The bus was not too badly damaged and it continued it journey. All of children started singing the Lords Prayer. As they were in the midst of their prayer a huge bomb exploded. All the glass of the windows shattered, people fell to the floor injured and one of the teachers was in a very bad way. They were all taken to hospital but were all discharged as none of them had life threatening illnesses. In a normal country there is no way that some of the teachers would have been discharged. One person was hardly breathing and in profound shock. She was brought to the church and I looked after her until she was more stable. Only then could I leave to visit all the children.
It was wonderful seeing all the children. Despite their injuries they were all smiling, their parents were not some were in floods of tears on learning what happened. The fact is that today was miraculous. When you see the state of the bus it is simply a major miracle that nobody died or was more seriously injured. The children knew quite clearly why, they just kept telling me that they were alright because they were praying and G-d was with them and He was.
Many tears were shed and there are huge things still to do and there are people who still need treatment. Please pray for us as we try and recover from another trauma.
Grace, Peace, and Blessings,
Andrew
While
they were badly shaken, and of course needed comfort, they are doing
very well now. A couple of days later, Brother Andrew posted the
picture at this link, and I have not been able to escape its captivating
message, you won't be either...
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10151159402041369&set=a.65409196368.79084.617111368&type=1&theater
I wrote the following poem in tribute to these amazing children, and God's power and glory!
For of Such is the Kingdom of God
The picture I see shows them smiling and beguiling, love and peace
is seen in each eye.
Some would not understand how it can be that these beautiful children
do not cry.
Death brushed by these happy young faithful, and from the crowd took
nineteen.
Enemies within had brought death, and until the destruction, had remained
unseen.
With the first blast of violence, in the bus they began sweetly to
pray and sing,
Like Paul when he was in prison in a hole in the ground, and God
gave him wings.
Then came the second roaring blast, which left their bus shattered
and damaged.
God’s guardian angels brought His protection, to these precious, no
harm was managed.
God’s divine knowledge and understanding, we know our children does
not always spare.
Even then in life wrecking grief, we know always the sure mercies
of His love and care.
This time, while I do not comprehend what hidden wisdom has held
back His hand,
I find such faith in their young lives, and inspiration, as they for
Jesus take their stand.
This miracle reminds me of words spoken long ago to little children
by the one who is My Rock. When he said, “it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the
kingdom, so fear not little flock.”
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