I had every intention of sipping hot tea in a chair, lap top in hand, writing pieces daily of what I experienced in Vietnam. But, the reality was, I came to bed overwhelmed with emotion, when I tried to put it all to words, I was not making any sense. So, I thought I would allow myself some time of reflection. As I reflect, I will share with you.
I went to Vietnam with an attitude, "Isn't it great how we Americans can help the poor Vietnamese". I return thinking, "Isn't it great how the Vietnamese can help the poor Americans". I saw a country that is having revival. A country where Christians rise at 5 a.m. everyday to pray for others to know a Savior that gives a life of peace and joy. A country of gratitude, discipline and servant hearts.
One of our daily devotions really spoke to me. Carla talked about coming to God with "poverty of spirit". A spirit empty of everything "me", a spirit wanting to be filled with everything God. I saw so many believers in Vietnam that exemplified poverty of spirit. They were willing to be beaten, thrown in prison, and spend years praying for others. They truly got what it means to be a christian as the Christians of the church of Acts.
I come back to the cornfields changed. I knew I would. You can't go to a country that loves Jesus so much and not be different when you return. I will share with you what happened each day. Day #1 will be tomorrow. Thanks for all your prayers. I went with a fantastic group. We all got along so well. I would like to introduce you to them as I share with you more the next few days.
love,
Tammy
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