Can I just tell you how my heart is overjoyed when I think of all the people who are supporting Josh and I in this journey??
We wanted to post a blog about a few stories of some precious people who have prayed, cared, shared with others, and even raised support for us. Not for the sake of the Borens, but for the sake of their Father in Heaven.
The coolest part... all of these individuals are under the age of 10!
First is a sweet and very handsome little boy I babysat in Nashville. As I prayed with and for this little boy, his brother, and his parents (who are doing a phenomenal job at training him up in the ways of the Lord), I began to just fall in love with them. They're precious. As this little boy and I would talk about why I was moving away from Nashville, he was always very inquisitive. I even remember one day when we played with his toy soldiers- some of the characters were "moving to another country to tell people about Jesus." On one of my last days in Nashville, I went to tell these sweet brothers goodbye. The big brother, 4 years old, brought out something special he wanted to give me. Since his parents had been teaching him about good stewardship with the money he earned, he had been saving some money to GIVE. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this 4 year old collected money to spend, to save, and to give. He had decided that his 'give' jar would be used to show God's love to people in the Philippines. He had even printed a picture off the internet with his dad. He chose a picture of 2 Filipino kiddos, and because he noticed they were eating with their hands, he wanted Josh and I to buy them some spoons :) Josh and I have this picture pinned on the cork board in our home. I look at it often to remind me 1. to pray for this sweet family, 2. to find some cuties who need some spoons, and 3. to pray for the poor around the world and that more of us would have hearts like this little one's.
Next is our niece. She's the cutest kindergartner you'll ever see. We've enjoyed skyping with her a few times since we've been here. Last year, we gave some of our family members ornaments with the Philippines painted on them so they could remember to pray for us while we're away. Our sister-in-law wrote us in December to let us know that our niece had hung our ornament on the Christmas tree and was praying for us each time she passed it. We couldn't be more thankful for the innocent prayers of a 5-year-old. She's also decided she'll be a missionary one day too (maybe Africa she says) :)
Then there's our niece's best friend who lives in Batesville. This young lady is a prayer warrior. We are blessed to be on her nightly prayer list, along with her dogs and the rest of her family. Her sweet mommy writes to encourage us often and reminds us that we're prayed for.
We can't forget a sweet group of girls in Georgia who wrote us letters after learning about missionaries in their Awana group at church. Their mom even sent us the pictures of them.
Lastly and most recently, is a red-headed first-grader in Starkville. We love this story. She wanted to raise money for missions all by herself. Her teacher informed her mother that she'd been making her own paper bracelets, trading them for her friends' silly bands at school, then selling the silly bands to raise money! This mama has an entrepreneur on her hands! When we last heard, she was up to $2.00.
We've been so encouraged to hear these stories. It's obviously a blessing for the Lord to provide the finances we need to remain here. And we are beyond grateful for the many men and women, family, and friends who pray for us often. We could not do this alone. But, there is really something special when we receive a letter or email telling us about a little child who is going to the Lord on our behalf. Our heats just melt every time.
"And calling to him a child, he put him in the midst of them and said, "Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven." -Matt. 18:2-4