We're tired so we sleep in. The bed quivers and tilts with each move. We're half-asleep much of the night.
|I love rice porridge. Who knew! (I thought it awful the first time.)|
|Posters in the Arab district: Bali Lane|
|Arab Street: fabrics galore|
|Reminders of why we're here|
We buy a young coconut at Chinatown. A thin old man wields a cleaver and chops the top off the coconut, sticks a straw into the water, clamps the top back on, and hands it to me. Delicious and refreshing. All along the way, we pray over the city. Every person has a story and God's attention. People pass by in a constant flow. We meet many expats and Western tourists.
|Goods of the world are exchanged here.|
*Know that the Lord is God. Psalm 100:3 NEV
*Those who sow with tears will reap with songs of joy. Those who go out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with them. Psalm 126:5–6 NIV
*Let us not lose heart in doing good, for in due time we will reap if we do not grow weary. Galatians 6:9 NASB
*The Son of God has come and has given us understanding so that we may know him who is true. 1 John
Moravian Prayer: Peaceful Savior, our strength is in you. You deliver us from the difficult times in our lives and you give us peace through hope for what is still to come. May our struggles always find us in your care.
Great Truth, we never see you directly but we know you are there. Deep down, we feel your power and presence. Help us to share that understanding with those for whom the trials of the world cause their faith in you to falter. In Jesus’ name. Amen.