Thursday, July 3, 2008

Days 4-5, 6.24-5





While the rest of the dental team continued on, I spent the last two work days at the Ark, an orphanage run by Ron and Glenda Allan, Canadian missionaries who have been in Riobamba for 11 years. I've yet to see anything so run by day-to-day faith. I've read stories - like George Mueller and immediate answers to prayer for the next meal - and I tend to place them in the "story" compartment of my understanding, something I know God can do, but don't expect to ever witness. Yet these supernatural events are taking place. God's faithfulness shone brightly even during my two days there: a cash gift given within 12 hours of finding out their bank account had been closed, a man on the trip in the position to, as well as given a burden to put together a large shippable container with supplies for the Ark, a vision among several to set up a dental/medical clinic within the Ark's compound, etc. I know there are more testimonies than I am aware of, but God's timing and care were strikingly visible.
Tuesday morning, I was meditating on Ps. 48. Written by the descendants or Korah, these writers praised God for a multitude of attributes: greatness, defense, unfailing love, strength, victory, justice, guidance. God had revealed Himself to them, proving the consistency of His character while remaining unfathomably complex. I recognized that what He reveals may add to or even reshape my knowledge structure, but it will never break or contradict the truth I know. I prayed that the Lord would allow me to see His character that day as He kept my thoughts on Him. And He answered in specific ways. One was the witness of what I shared above. Another was a little boy named Danielo. All of the 23 babies/toddlers I spent my day with are unique and special, but one little guy struck a chord. He is small for his 9 months, and the doctors say he is completely blind. Ron Allan believes he will see one day, and several times I was convinced he tracked my hand, or a toy I would quietly place in front of him. I held him and prayed for him, first that his sight would be restored. But then, I realized how much more important it would be for his eyes to be opened to his heavenly Father.

Danielo is the little boy who appears to be looking right at me.
The other pictures are of dinner time with the babies, Jennifer, and Samuel.

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