<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:00:50.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Girl in Tampere</title><subtitle type='html'>Adventures of a child of God in Tampere, Finland; following where He's leading me . . .</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115759853426244597</id><published>2006-09-06T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T20:08:54.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK HOME</title><content type='html'>Leanne is back home here in Michigan.  We're planning to get together so I can show her this blogging thing because people, she has STUFF TO SAY!  The insight she sent back from Finland is nothing on the insight she has every day.  So keep us on your RSS, she's coming back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115759853426244597?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115759853426244597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115759853426244597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115759853426244597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115759853426244597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-home.html' title='BACK HOME'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115491914213133988</id><published>2006-08-06T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:52:22.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship and Cobbler</title><content type='html'>Hello Friends, I am excited to say I have heard great news. The first news is about the father of a good friend. He raised his own children and has now seen his grandchildren grow up and even go off to college. He is a loving father and grandfather yet, he never chose to be baptized. His family has prayed for him for years to make that decision. Finally, the decision was made - and He was baptized. I cannot imagine the rejoicing going on in the hearts of his whole family. I thought of him taking his very first communion with the Lord today. I couldn't help but think how the angels were rejoicing with his family too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also received news about Jess being baptized today. I am so thrilled. Enough of this life is - quite enough. No one can do it on their own. Doug, Tammi and D.J. I know you have been a loving example for her and finally, she has grabbed hold of her one and only real hope. Girl, you have taken a huge step today that can change everything. Just keep holding on to Him. I am so thankful to God for both of these families. I am excited to see how He continues to move in lives. Just when you're about to give up hope. Or just at that point when you are afraid to hope any longer - it's right at that moment He seems to ride triumphantly through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Sunday here in Tampere has been a busy one. I got up a little early to prepare some french toast and fruit for my spend the night guests. I must say, last evening was full of giggles, ice cream and girl talk. It was great! I was so honored to be a part of it. After breakfast, we went to worship with some friends. It is still such an incredible feeling to not be able to understand the tongue in which people speak and yet still completely understand their heart. We then came back to prepare for our evening service. I bought some groceries, made an apple - pear cobbler. MMM! - the smell of cinnamon - there's just nothing quite like it. Then, it was time for worship. We had a wonderful time together. Mike led our thoughts for the lesson. Jim lead us in songs of praise and in the Lord's supper. We had quite a lot of time for prayer this evening. It is so humbling to think our creator, our designer desires us to be in His presence. He longs to hear from us just as we long to hear from Him. After service some cobbler and ice cream was shared then, I went out to pray with two of my friends. What an incredible day of oneness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray your day was also one filled with Him. I pray that walls and barriers were broken down and your hearts were connected as you cried out together to your God. Love to you all in Him. His girl, leanne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115491914213133988?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115491914213133988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115491914213133988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115491914213133988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115491914213133988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/08/worship-and-cobbler.html' title='Worship and Cobbler'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115465247328100690</id><published>2006-08-03T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T17:47:53.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning and Flowerpots</title><content type='html'>Hei! I hope your day was a blessed one. Mine was busy, exhausting and wonderful. I must say - I apologize to the people who have not heard back from me when they have sent an e-mail. Since I had been away at another house it was difficult to get to the house where Jim is staying then write the Flashnet and also respond to e-mails. I am just now beginning to get to them and will write to you all - I love hearing from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the work here in Tampere. Today was our cooking class although - I believe we could change it to a new name. How about 'puhdistus luokkahuone' which means cleaning class. Believe it or not I can actually say that in Finnish. Finnish is easy to speak, the problem comes in when you must know what it is you are speaking. Anyway, today instead of cooking I suggested that perhaps we should do some cleaning over at one of our friends house. She's had some stuff going on and just hasn't been able to clean in a while. It was great. Once she finally accepted us coming over she relaxed and was so thankful. She did, however, think I had lost my mind when I made the suggestion. But, in between the scrubbing bubbles, the 'Windex' and the laughter many thoughts were shared. It was great and was a gift to us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked a great deal about how our relationships with the Lord keep changing. The relationship we have with Him is always new. Never stagnant The women are fairly new Christians and are learning so much all the time. They talked about how fear was once such a strong motivator and now, there motivation comes more from love. One of the women described to me her new thoughts on how God works in her life - I thought I would share them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She at one time believed that some people really were loved by God but, she herself was just so-so to Him. She was always afraid of doing something wrong so, fear was her motivation to do what she felt was right - but, she lived in fear. A few weeks ago we shared some scriptures that helped shed some light. She then went home and continued her search for God and found some other scriptures on her own. She began realizing there is no fear in love. Since then she has been given a whole new perspective on her relationship with God. It was so beautiful to hear it in her sweet, soft voice. I will try and capture her words even though I obviously won't capture the sweet, soft accent that goes along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She began by asking me 'what was that?' about a flower pot. I told her it was called a flower pot. She said that it represented her life. She then said that she was a little seed being planted into the soil. She said as the seed she always saw the same hand first planting her, then watering her, picking out any weeds, keeping pests away and pulling off dead leaves. She said the hand she saw she knew was God's. Then she said the plant begins to grow. It starts sprouting (she said hatching) little buds and gets stronger and taller. The same hand continues to take care of the little plant giving it all it needs. Then eventually, after time, the little plant becomes a beautiful flower. How right she is! I can already see such amazing beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning for about five hours, I headed out to meet the teens. We met early and walked to our favorite spot in the forest to have a campfire in our firepit. Jim was able to join us and it was so fun. Walking the path there just talking, sharing, getting to know one another even better and of course, picking up sticks. Once we arrived a terrific fire was made and then out came the goodies. They love s'mores and we had two that didn't get to go the last time we made them. We relaxed, roasted marshmallows, played the guitar and then a few went for a swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home around 10:30, went for a run and now I'm about to fall out of my chair. It was a blessed day indeed and I feel like tonight - cozy, sound asleep, it will also be a blessed night. I pray you are all doing well. I pray you are continuing to grow into the beautiful wonder that the Lord has created you to be. I pray you will allow Him to prune you, protect you and water your soul. I pray your roots will grow deep and strong and you can grow tall in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great tomorrow. I will not be writing you - it is my day to breathe. I am really looking forward to just going and getting refreshed in Him. I feel in desperate need for that this week. It has been a doozy. Please, take care of one another. Please continue your prayers for the people here and their spiritual growth. Please also remember the teens. Love to you all through our wonderful Savior and our only hope. His girl, leanne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115465247328100690?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115465247328100690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115465247328100690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115465247328100690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115465247328100690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/08/cleaning-and-flowerpots.html' title='Cleaning and Flowerpots'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115465234348182028</id><published>2006-08-03T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T17:45:43.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am . . .</title><content type='html'>I began my day with a hearty breakfast of Russian porridge (called manna), cauliflower, toast and pear juice. How could a day be anything but wonderful after a great start like that? I have now been at my friend, Ilona's, for a week and I believe I've gained ten pounds. She always had Russian candies, cookies or ice cream ready for me. It's a good thing I've moved back to the house - I may have had to begin using self control. Who wants to control themselves around cookies and ice cream?? Besides, she was so excited for me to try all these new things - I figure, I was only being the Lord's servant by eating them. Like I said, - it's probably time to get back to some self discipline and control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a day filled with mixed emotions. I spent most of it with my children from Kids Camp. It was our last official day of camp. Whew, it's tough seeing their little eyes tear up as you hug them good bye. Well, perhaps I should clarify, It's quite impossible to see their little eyes tear up because my eyes were too filled with tears to be able to even see theirs. I had tried so hard to hold it all together until one of them started then, that was it - my heart was breaking and my eyes were dripping. My last few words to them were ones to reminded them to continue looking for God in all His creation. I also reminded them to continue listening for Him because He was surely going to be talking to them. As they left I was able to present each one a Bible of their own. They were so happy. EEM had graciously sent a box of children's Bibles to Arnold and Wanda and they said I may have the honor of giving them to the children. I wrote a special note to each child. What joy! I had only one Bible remaining - which was perfect, because we can continue to use that one for class. After class I hurried back to the flat because Jim and I wanted to go greet our two new team members, Jim and Diane Folkert. They arrived safely and it's great having them here. We got a hot meal they unpacked and then headed for bed. What a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday seems so very long ago but, I'd like to share with you some happenings of the day. It began by meeting one of Jim's Finnish friends. She was lovely. Then, it was time for shopping then cooking class. For our cooking class we made quiche' and broccoli, potato soup. It was my turn to teach a recipe and they had never eaten either. It was yummy! As usual, somewhere between the chopping, dicing, eating and laughing, oneness of heart and deep discussions occurred. We talked about exactly what our perception of God was. I've really been thinking about this quite a bit because of the teens. I believe it's universal how our earthly Father, and also Mother, somehow translate into our image of our Heavenly Father - I think that it's only natural. I know this topic has been discussed so very often. It's not a new idea. - but, I'm still amazed and frustrated at how often Satan uses us and abuses our hearts. He can use our own relationships and try to convince us that, that is also the reality with God. He is a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sat down to eat our hot soup I asked one of my friends how she first came to know the Lord. She said something that has stayed on my mind. As she was describing her hearts transformation she said, "God just said to me like this, I am". She went on to say that she realized that Him saying "I am" was all she needed to know. He had touched her heart. In her mind , that was the perfect place to stop. Story ended. All was explained. Since we had already been together five hours and it was almost time for me to meet the teens - I guess I had no choice but to leave it at that for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the kitchen and headed to the volleyball court. The night with teens was so great! Oh, how they have wiggled right into my heart. It was a big group and we had a great time playing volleyball. It was followed by some deep discussions and study. Teens really tend to be so honest about where they are with everything. You just have to ask, and then patiently wait and listen to what it is they have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, my mind tends to run along the same path quite often - and events from the day continue to come back into it. Certainly that occurred yesterday. After the discussion with my friend about meeting the Lord I still found her "I am" comment a bit puzzling. I'm not certain why I did. I mean, I've read how the Lord said "I am who I am" to Moses - I understood the depth of the statement; or did I? I've even listened to a speaker I have on a tape speaking about that very thing over and over again. But really . . . "God just said to me like this, I am." and that was all she needed to know.? What in the world is that suppose to mean?? So, I began praying and asking the Lord for some clarity. Had I missed some hidden secret in this? Had I missed an important message for me? Surely not, I mean, I even listened to a really impressive tape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed and prayed through out the rest of the day. I crawled into bed last evening with those thoughts going through my mind and through the rest of today even until this very moment. That sentence just keeps circling. You see, since I've had the opportunity to spend a great deal of time together we have been able to share quite a few stories. I now know a good amount about her life growing up. Parts of it were quite difficult. She grew up in an atheist home. As if that wasn't enough, there were also some serious issues in her home that made life a bit difficult. I also knew her heart was completely hardened against the Lord (this in her own words). Why in the world would she want a relationship with a Heavenly Father when her relationship with the only father she knew was awful? I mean she even sought after and received the highest degree available in Atheism from a well known Russian College. And all it took was for her to hear "I am".? That said it all? I simply didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday I feel the Lord has opened my mind a little and shared a few things with me. I, in turn, want to share some thoughts with you. Remember earlier I wrote about how I feel Satan tries to use relationships and confuse us as to God's reality. Well, I believe when my friend heard the whisper of "I am" in her heart, maybe she was also hearing the whisper of "I am not." You see, her home life was so confusing that the mere thought of a 'father' meant abuse and abandonment. So, the 'I am not' may have sounded something like this - I am not going to ever hurt you, I am not going to leave you alone, I am not going to sacrifice you for my own selfish gain, I am not impatient and rude, I am not demanding and overbearing. Because, I am not, your earthly father. Then our great "I am" began to set everything straight. "I am" going to take care of you. I am going to protect and defend you. "I am" going to always be by your side to comfort you. I am never going to abandon you. I am concerned about every aspect of your life. I am patient. I am kind. I am going to always love you. I am with you so do not be afraid, Remember, I am with you and I am mighty to save. I am takes great delight in you. I am will hush your sorrows with love. I am rejoices over you with singing. I am your true Father and I created you and love you dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so maybe I'm beginning to understand. Maybe I can now begin to grasp why "I am" was all she really needed to know. Isn't that all that any of us really need to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to you through our Heavenly Father. The "I am" who created and loves us all. Please continue your prayers for the people in this country. Please also continue your prayers for the team here. Soom Moro. (Tampere slang for 'see you later') His girl, leanne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115465234348182028?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115465234348182028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115465234348182028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115465234348182028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115465234348182028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am.html' title='I Am . . .'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115453139407358930</id><published>2006-08-01T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T08:09:54.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to everyone at home, I pray today that your step is right in line with His. I pray today that your heart and your mind are focused on Him and His plans for you. As for me, my day was filled. Filled by Him and filled with His people. It was wonderfully exhausting and rejuvenating simultaneously. I spent my morning getting acquainted with a friend of Jim's, my afternoon with the cooking class and the evening with the teens. What a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share my day with you, however, I feel the Lord has given me another priority. Tonight will be the last night at my friend, Ilona's house . The Folkerts will arrive tomorrow and I will be moving back to the flat. So, I soon will be heading back 'home' to my flat across town to spend some special time with two special people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for you to continue your walk with Him. I pray He will give you clarity, direction and light on your path. Please continue praying the same for the people of Finland. I also ask, selfishly, that you please continue your prayers for me - Love to you all in Him. His girl, leanne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115453139407358930?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115453139407358930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115453139407358930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115453139407358930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115453139407358930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-to-everyone-at-home-i-pray-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115440068292387351</id><published>2006-07-31T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T19:51:22.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop and receive your gift</title><content type='html'>Hei Hei, Today was such a special day with the children. I certainly didn't have 300 plus in my class - whew! - what a work you are doing at VBS! Perhaps that will be going on one day here. But, for today, we had a class of twelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As class began today the children were coming in one after another with huge smiles and even bigger hugs. They were so happy to be there. Immediately welcome hugs were given and then we quickly began giving instructions and were off. Where are those scissors?, How many do I cut?, Can I use any color? What is this we're making? Then, through all the commotion something stopped me right where I was and completely had me captivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of this busy time one gorgeous little angel faced girl came in and gave me a hug. She is one of the girls that had never heard any stories about Jesus before her time with us. I hugged her back but, she wanted more - she wanted my complete attention. She asked me to get down on my knees to be at eye level with her. I did as she asked but part of my brain was still focused on the children and their projects at the table, getting name tags etc. She was patient with my distractedness and gently covered my eyes with her little hand. She then placed something around my neck. Just a moment later she took her hands off my eyes in order that I could see the gift that I had been given - I must say - no longer was I distracted. I was in awe. One of the most beautiful necklaces I believe I have ever seen had been given to me. It was a little two inch multi- colored cross. It had been hand made over the weekend with a bit of purple yarn and little plastic beads - it was beautiful. She said 'This is a gift for you for telling me about the chicken egg story and Jesus.' - gulp - How humbling a gift. How beautiful a gift. I truly can't belive I am the one able to receive it - it's amazing how quickly a few beads and a bit of purple yarn can bring tears to your eyes and focus to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time together in class was wonderful. It is such a blessing to be here. Today we talked about the kangaroo and other 'pocketed' things. We related it to having the Holy Spirit within us. They loved it. (especially the jam filled pocket blinis) But, all day long this necklace has not only been on my neck but, it's been on my mind as well. I find it to be such a parallel to the way we must also receive the true blessing, the true gift of His cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of my own busyness and hurriedness I need to stop. I need to get focused on what is right in front of me and to listen to what is being said. I need to get down on my knees and look straight into the face of my Lord, the one giving me the gift. He gives me a gentle touch with His spirit and His gift is given. Nothing else is required. I know I don't deserve it - I am amazed that I am the one receiving this gift. But, I need to simply accept, receive and embrace His gift as my blessing. He freely gives His gifts of love, peace, joy, grace and mercy. We simply need to stop and receive them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that your day was also stopped in it's busy tracks by gentle hands. I pray He touched your day and touched your heart. I'm not certain in which ways He might do it but, with me He used one small girl and a bit of purple yarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to you all. Moi, His girl, leanne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115440068292387351?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115440068292387351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115440068292387351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115440068292387351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115440068292387351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/stop-and-receive-your-gift.html' title='Stop and receive your gift'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115431082003132998</id><published>2006-07-30T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T18:53:40.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship together around the world</title><content type='html'>How beautiful to sit in the midst of His people - different backgrounds, different races, different cultures, different languages and sing to the Lord in one voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hei,, Tonight begins 2006 VBS for Trenton Church of Christ - what an exciting and exhausting time for everyone. I am praying that all goes fantastic. I am excited that you will be seeing new faces, deepening friendships and sharing His love and His stories. It's so great to be taking a look around the world and seeing the differences and the similarities in all of us. How comforting to know that there is but one God and He is the same even when we are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day for worship. The day began by attending worship with friends in town. Jim was also able to join us today - it's great to have him here. Visitors from the Ukraine sang several songs during service, one was ' As the Deer Pants for Water'. They sounded so beautiful. Even if I had not known the words - their faces would have told of their love for the Lord. You could just see it - their 'soul longs after Him'. Then, this afternoon I was able to finish preparing for our evening service - just me and the Lord sitting out on the balcony - how great is that! Then this evening for worship it was so beautiful outside we decided to go out ourselves. It was wonderful. We went to a nearby lake and just sat on the ground and worshipped Him. As we sang in our different voices and different accents so sang the quacking ducks, the sloshing water, the gentle breeze blowing through the trees and the beautiful birds that flew over our heads. We were joined in chorus with His creation. We all must declare the praises of our maker. Isaiah 49:13 - Shout for joy, O heavens; Rejoice, O earth; burst into song , O mountains. It was really such a joyous time to worship Him. We were able to sing, study, pray, encourage and share communion with one another - all for our Lord in the middle of His beautiful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening several of us went to a movie and then out to get pizza. We had four new faces to our teen group tonight. First of all, Ilona's son, Vadim, decided to join us - His mother has been a part of the church here for almost three years and he has never come to anything - Oh, I was so excited when he called to say he was coming! Then, Hannah and Reijo, a young couple from our church, also joined us. I have really been praying about and working on getting them connected in with the teens somehow. Finally, the Lord said, tonight was the night. And then of course Jim. I was so glad the kids were finally able to meet him. I have been praying about this since before I ever arrived in Finland. It was such a time of rejoicing for me - to see the kids I've been working with, praying with, studying with finally making some connections with adults other than me. I will soon be leaving and getting them connected with people who are actually going to be staying here - that was a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow brings Kids Camp - I'm excited to see what the Lord has in store around that corner. But for tonight - it is late and I must get home across town. I will continue to keep you all in my prayers as you begin your VBS. Please remember to keep His people here in your prayers also. If anyone wants to learn any Finnish, Russian or Vietnamese words to praise the Lord with - Please just write and ask - I probably won't know them but, I do know many people who do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure do love and miss you all. I will be glad to see your faces and hear your stories about the summer. Never can I stop thanking you for the e- mails - they are such an encouragement and inspiration to me. If you have written in the past few days and not heard back from me yet - please be patient. Living away makes it a little more difficult but, we'll be joined by a couple soon and I'll be back here. Meanwhile, please continue to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to close with a prayer of blessing that comes from the first chapter in the book of Ephesians. It was from our time of worship this evening. I have paraphrased it in order to be specific to you. I ask God to give you the Spirit of wisdom and revelation, so that you may know Him better. I also pray that He will open the eyes of your heart. I pray that you will be enlightened and understand the hope to which He has called you. I pray that you will know you have a glorious inheritance as His child. I also pray that you will understand the incomparable great power that is at work for all who believe. Last, I pray that you feel the fullness, live in the fullness, embrace the fullness of Him who fills everything in everyway. Moi, His girl, leanne - *remember - go jump in His River! - Dance , sing and shout with all His creation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115431082003132998?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115431082003132998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115431082003132998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115431082003132998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115431082003132998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/worship-together-around-world.html' title='Worship together around the world'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115428262053832543</id><published>2006-07-30T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T11:03:40.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go live in that River</title><content type='html'>(E-mail from 7/29/06 --ed.)&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi friends! I hope your yesterday was one filled with Him. My day was a bit busier than I had anticipated but, today I was able to continue my 'fill up' from the Lord. He has a way of working those things out! I remain at my friend's house and she is such a blessing. She reminds me a bit of Lisa Thompson - so you can just imagine how sweet her spirit is. She has a soft, gentle demeanor and is full of joy in the Lord. I am grateful to be with her and her son. He has won my heart over too! He is seventeen and just a great kid! He is into aviation and I'm thinking if he ever comes into town perhaps Paul and Mark can take him on a little adventure. He is in school to become an aviation mechanic so, maybe they can work out some kind of deal. A flight for a tune-up???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this evening I went to a worship service with one of our teens from the group - Roman, I've mentioned him before - he is my interpreter and friend. He, also is seventeen and wow, you can see the Lord has great plans for him! - But, the worship, it was wonderful! During worship we sang a song I just can't get out of my head. The words of the chorus went like this, "Lord, let me sit in the river of your Spirit", "Lord, let me stand in the river of your Spirit", "Lord, let me live in the river of your Spirit and let it wash, just keep washing over over me". Oh, truly, I worshipped with those kids tonight - what a privilege to hear their voices crying out to their God. This generation of Finns - they are looking - they are seeking - and He is answering their call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who continues to ask me the same question, "So, what are you going to do once you get home?" I mean, this question has been asked of me three times within the last twenty-four - thirty- six hours. The answer is simple - I don't know. You may ask, "What does that possibly have to do with the preceding thoughts?" But it totally does. I don't know why it is the Lord has brought me to Finland - of all the crazy places, and why it is I am so attached to the people here, especially the teens. I simply don't know. I've not figured it out - it makes no logical sense and I am well aware that it doesn't. I don't know what He has planned for these kids. So many doors have been blown open and at the moment there doesn't really seem to be a door stop in place to hold it that way. I don't know the plans - and that's okay - I know He has a plan and that's good enough. It goes back to what one of the kids said early on in this trip. "I don't understand it, I don't even know if I really believe but, I just go ahead and believe it anyway." Really, there is nothing more than that - we can't possibly have any better plan for ourselves than He does. We can't possibly have a better plan for anyone else than Him. So, it's all okay. Perhaps this little box where I'm standing, 'preaching' my guts out on is just for me - but, perhaps it's for you too? I pray that we are all crying out to our Lord, "Let me sit, let me stand, Let me live in the river of your Spirit, let it wash, just keep washing over me." Then and only then will He have full control over the direction of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share all this to say - God has a plan for you too. I don't know what it may be. You might not know what it may be. And really, that's okay. He does. I have received so many e-mails from Christians who seem to feel lost in this place we call 'home'. I want to remind you that this is not our home - and we don't have to feel so lost. We just need to feel and be connected - connected to the one who created us. Connected to the only one who knows us. Connected to the one who gave us our gifts and made us for His amazing purpose. You guys, let's quit dipping our toes in at the side by the bank, let's go and Live in that River. I'll bet the water is just fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure love you all. Take care of one another. Thank you for you encouraging e-mails and your continued prayers for this country. The Lord is hearing your prayers and is answering them this very moment - perhaps when you look in the mirror this evening you may see the reflection of the next missionary to Finland looking back at you. Perhaps when you look at the face of your sweet child out to play - you will be looking at the next missionary to the Finnish people. I don't know His plans - I just know that He has them. And they are already being set in place. Love to you. Enjoy your time of worship tomorrow morning. His girl, leanne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115428262053832543?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115428262053832543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115428262053832543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115428262053832543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115428262053832543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/lets-go-live-in-that-river.html' title='Let&apos;s go live in that River'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115405366968913383</id><published>2006-07-27T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T19:35:05.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds and Eggs</title><content type='html'>Moi, I send my apologies for not getting a note to you yesterday. It was a rather busy day. I began early and then, when I went back to finish writing, the computer refused to cooperate. It was too late and I, too tired to deal with it all. So, again please accept my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tampere-church.spaces.msn.com/"&gt;Jim&lt;/a&gt; has returned to Tampere - I am so glad to have him back! What a blessing and joy. He is now in the apartment and I have gone to live with a friend not too far from here. I will be returning to the apartment on the first or second of August when another couple will also be joining us. The couple is from Rochester Church of Christ. Neither Jim nor I have met this couple but are we are looking forward to their arrival. With that in mind, please know that it may be a bit more difficult to write each day since I am no longer living here. So, please be patient with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me begin with yesterday and its happenings. Wednesday is kids camp as always. The children are all so cute! So much more than a simple cuteness though - children are so amazingly beautiful and open. Open to knew thoughts, open to others and open to His spirit leading them. They have not yet been hardened by the world and taught to be prideful or arrogant. No wonder the Lord tells us we are to be more like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before class Roman and I had a devotional and a prayer - this is customary - (I feel strongly that before anyone ever opens their mouth to teach about the Lord they need to seriously pray first.) Anyway, before we even finish with our prayer which was fifteen minutes before class should start we hear little taps at the door. They are so anxious to get started. As we open the door we are greeted by several beautiful little Asian faces. - Remember the whole '&lt;a href="http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/he-thought-i-was-nice.html"&gt;lost' man and his brother who had the four children between them&lt;/a&gt;? Well, not only are they coming regularly and have now brought friends and cousins from their temple - yesterday - the friends brought a younger brother and also another friend (at the end of class - he asked Roman to ask me if it would be all right for him to bring a friend on Monday.) We currently have ten children now coming from this Buddhist temple. To think, I was just praying for them to return - IF - that was the Lord's will. What was I thinking???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday our lesson was on birds - I wanted to talk about something they would see and connect with everyday. We took a look at an egg and I compared that to the cave where they laid Jesus. When first you see an egg you may not think it is beautiful or special. It does not look as though something is happening inside but rest assured, there is. It does not appear as though life would soon begin to move and crack the little egg but of course, it does. Just like it did with that cave where they laid Jesus. I'll tell you what - I was amazed at what occurred during the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we began class by playing some games connected with the lesson, then we fed the ducks and we came back in where I let them guess what animal we might be talking about. I gave them enough clues and they finally guessed that it was a bird. Then, I jumped in my lesson - I told them I now wanted to tell them about something that happened to Gods' son, Jesus. I like to 'throw' them off - keep them guessing and then later connect the two things together in order that they will not soon forget. Ha, yesterday - I was so beaten to the 'punch line' - When I was almost through with the lesson one of the little girls from this temple *please remember her mother said they had NEVER heard any stories from the Bible as far as she knew prior to our class. Okay, so, I'm telling the story and one of the little girls with eyes as big as you can imagine just couldn't help herself. She interrupted me and began speaking so excitedly in Finnish to Roman. I'm certain you've guessed it but, she was telling him that the story of Jesus sounded a lot like when the baby birds come out of the egg! That the two stories are very similar. Oh, my - she connected it on her own. She taught the lesson - and she taught it much more eloquently than I ever could have. Roman and I were stunned. WOW! Do you think the Lord is calling to her or what? I am certain that she will never look at an egg or a bird the same ever again. She will probably forever remember our Lord and His promises when she looks up into the sky to watch the Barn swallows fly above the clouds. How incredible is our God!!! I can't help but think she is going to share that story with her friends and her family. Can't you just imagine her being in the school playground as a flock of birds fly overhead and she begins re-telling the story of our Lord. Or, perhaps her mom will call her in after she has baked some cookies one day and as she sits down to take the first delicious bite she looks over and sees a cracked egg still on the counter and again she re-tells His story. I don't know how or when it will happen - I am just certain that it will. Again, can I just say, How incredible is our God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may also remember, I said a few days ago that I was going to ask the Lord to let me speak Finnish to better teach class. Well, can I just say He did - through a little girl with beautiful brown eyes and silky black hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that isn't enough to fill an entire week - Today was our cooking class. I thoroughly enjoyed both our soup and hot tea along with our conversation. I was taught how to make a Russian cabbage soup today - oh, so yummy. I will give you the recipe at a later time but not today. And also, I was taught how to drink traditional Russian tea - manners and all. I am always curious and ask many questions so, I asked and they taught. I love it. Traditionally, the Russians do not put sugar in their hot tea (the only kind of tea there is). Sugar was far to valuable and seldom seen. They did have jams and jellys though and a spoonful of whatever flavor you had was almost always stirred into a piping hot cup of tea. It was - much to my surprise - delicious! You should try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our conversation we again centered on the Holy Spirit. It was an easy going - let us look at the Bible conversation. But there seemed to be some confusion on what it meant to walk with the Spirit. I shared with them something that I will now share with you. In Galatians 5, when Paul is talking about the Spirit one of His sentences in the NIV reads: Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit. I wrote this in my note to you the other night. I kept thinking upon this and remembered a time when Shane and Lauren, my beautiful children, were both small. If we were walking to the park or down the street or in the store or wherever, Lauren always wanted to run ahead of me and Shane inevitably wanted to drag his feet and lolly-gag behind. I would need to call the one back and ask the other to join me. With Lauren always wanting to be ahead she might go in the wrong direction - she couldn't see me because she was always wanting to see what's coming up next. Being patient and waiting to see where we were going seemed almost painful for her. Whereas, Shane on the other hand, always was 'draggin his feet' taking his good old sweet time getting wherever it was we were trying to go. So, in order that my children would be where I wanted them to be as opposed to where they wanted to be I would simply hold out both my hands and they knew that they were to hold on to them and 'keep in step with me.' We would go together. That way I knew they were safe, I knew where they were headed and I knew what I had planned, that was what would be accomplished. Okay, you probably get the point - We are so similar, in my mind, to that today - I don't know about you but I think I, like my children am often wanting to be one step ahead or one step behind the Spirit. He is constantly having to hold out His hand in order that I might hold on and simply walk with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also able to be with our teens tonight - they are such an absolute joy! I love spending time with them. I do however, feel the Lord is widdling down the group. The ones who really seem to want to know him are certainly the ones who are consistently coming on our study days. I think that is a blessing because we are truly able to study and talk openly. This evening we talked about many things. We talked about their family - home life - friends etc. We talked about their ideas on God and how He fits into all the pieces of their life. I am eager to see where the Lord will be leading them. (But, not so eager that I am trying to run ahead of the Spirit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for tonight - I am so very tired. Tomorrow is my day of rest and breathing. Please remember, I will not be sending out a flashnet tomorrow. I will return on Saturday. Thank you can not be said often enough for your encouragement through e-mails, your love and your prayers. Goodnight. Love to you all, His girl, leanne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115405366968913383?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115405366968913383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115405366968913383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115405366968913383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115405366968913383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/birds-and-eggs.html' title='Birds and Eggs'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115396943556716567</id><published>2006-07-26T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T20:03:55.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up - July 13</title><content type='html'>Hello from Tampere. Today was an amazing day. I know I have said that before but seriously, the Lord is just blowing my mind - It's like when the disciples are in the boat with Jesus and He calms the Sea and they say "Who is this? Even the wind and waves obey Him." They were there - they knew who He was and yet, they didn't. (Mark 4: 41) Or perhaps it's more like when Job says to God, My ears had heard you but now my eyes have seen You. (Job 42: 5) He constantly, consistently amazes me. Even through the struggles - it's all okay as long as we are following Him. I feel like I went through a short time of struggle and all the while my desire was to serve Him. Now, the Lord has given me the desire of my heart and I am so thankful! He is now revealing the beauty in His plan. The whole time I was sick, I read and re-read the Bible over and over again. I studied, I prayed, I journaled and now all of that time of preparing is making perfect since. I didn't like it - we never do - the waiting seemed excruciating - but I would do it all over again one thousand times to be able to see the works of the Lord like I am seeing here! How thankful I am that you too, are taking this journey with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this may seem like a funny thing but - I've had so many people e-mailing me wanting to know what Blinis are(correct spelling). So, I'll first tell you that Blinis are like a crepe'. They are a thin - very thin - crepe'. Absolutely delicious! You stuff them with meat or fruit or cheese. yummm!! Are your mouths watering? The recipe is simple and I'll share it at the bottom of this e. But I must say, the time of fellowship we had as we prepared blinis and then studied was amazing! We talked about trusting in the Lord - my friend, Ilona, started by talking about how Joshua had such boldness in the way that he trusted the Lord. We took a look at the Wall of Jericho and how it made no sense but they did it anyway and they had the city. She mentioned how they were dividing the land into the twelve parts even before they had conquered the land. They just knew that it was going to belong to them. God had promised it. As she continued to talk it sounded so familiar to the e I sent out about stepping out in faith. The whole study was so wonderful. I am so honored to be a part of it. One of the other ladies went back to the Jews when they were wandering in the wilderness. She was comparing that to her own life and how she felt like sometimes she wandered because she didn't fully yet believe that He was enough - much like the Jews. She commented that she had once heard in a lesson that "It took the Lord one day to get the Jews out of Egypt but, It took forty years to get Egypt out of the Jews. She compared that to how He frees us and because we are so limited in our own vision we enslave ourselves. Isn't that profound?! I then shared with our study how lately I had been having these images in my mind of a child. They go something like this, remember when you were a child and your parent would hold out their wide open arms and say jump. You didn't stop and think about it you just jumped - you flew into the air with absolutely no inhibitions. You didn't even think will I be caught? You knew you would. Then, you got a little older and when your parent said 'jump' You'd ask 'Are you ready?", "Are you sure you're ready?" Not that they'd ever dropped you - you just became more aware that falling would hurt and you were more aware of the world and its realities. Anyway, That reminds me of our relationship with the Lord. Sometimes we must quit asking all the questions and requesting all the details and just jump into His wide open arms! Knowing, like a child, knowing that He will catch us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that didn't end my day - believe it or not. Tonight I was with the teens. We made dinner together - they loved it! We made Italian meatballs, pasta, vegetarian pasta, cheesy garlic bread, salad and then for desert cake, ice cream,chocolate sauce and of course, strawberries. The we went to play foot bag (hackey sack) and play at a playground. We walked forever. As we walked we talked. They are really opening up. It's almost shocking - except not when you remember that the Lord is the one in control! Three of the kids brought friends tonight. It just blows my mind - like I said earlier! Please remember, most of these kids are not Christians - they are just drawn to Him as He gently calls their name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, please continue your prayers for the work here. As of right now the teens and children are hearing His voice of love through me - that is intimidating. Please pray that I will be totally transparent and the only thing they see or hear when they are with me is our Lord. I have grown to love them so very much! Please pray that He speaks loud and clear and that their hearts will continue to be tender and receptive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must close for now. It is way, way past my bed time and tomorrow I have yet another adventure. One of our teens (Roman) wants to take me to the top of a ski lift and let me get a birds eye view of Tampere. Please hug Pete and Lauren for me when you see them I miss them so much! Please also hug my mom, Kevin, Rachel, Ellie, and Jude too!!! Let them know it's from me and maybe we won't feel so far apart! Thanks! I love and appreciate my church family so very much! Thank you for your continued support and prayers - I am truly humbled by you! Love to you. His girl, Leanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - the Blini recipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needed:&lt;br /&gt;1 liter of whole milk&lt;br /&gt;2-3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;3 tsp. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;oil or margarine&lt;br /&gt;9 cups of flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whip together the first four ingredients. Whip until the mixture is frothy. Slowly stir in the flour. Be careful not to mix too much. This causes the batter to become stiff. After all the ingredients are well blended let the batter rest 15-20 minutes. Then, place a bit of oil or margarine in the bottom of a good skillet and let it get hot. Pour out a bit of batter, about a half a cup. You must pour it in the middle and then roll the skillet around so that the Blini is very thin. It should coat the whole bottom of the pan. When the Blini begins pulling away form the side of the pan it is time to flip it and let the other side get brown - but this won't take long. quickly take them off and pile it on a plate. Continue this process until all the batter is gone. (this batter does refrigerate well though for a day) After your Blinis are prepared, top them with whatever your heart desires - jam, fruit, meat, cheese - now, it's time to eat! yummm! enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115396943556716567?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115396943556716567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115396943556716567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115396943556716567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115396943556716567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/catching-up-july-13.html' title='Catching Up - July 13'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115396926207904463</id><published>2006-07-26T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T20:01:02.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up - July 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Another &lt;a href="http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/catching-up-july-11.html"&gt;catch-up post&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! I have to tell you the e-mails I am getting from home are so encouraging you just can't imagine. They are an incredible blessing and encouragement! Thank you so much for sending them, I treasure each and every one. This ministry is not for just a few - it is for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Beth Tunic in Africa and the Honduras team have been on my mind so much. I hope and pray they are all doing well. I am so proud of the Honduras team and the work they did. I know you all have touched and changed many lives through Him. The encouragement and blessings you gave to the people there is priceless. I am always proud of Beth and encouraged by her strength in her mission field. I am continually praying for her. I am also excited about the opportunities you have going on at home too. Lori hosting kids from China, and some other families taking in some of the kids from the group home. I am just so thankful to hear all the ways the Lord is moving and using His people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been another beautiful day in Finland. I woke up tired and remain that way to this very moment. But, it has been great! Today was 'Kids Camp' day. We had twelve plus one new girl who came with Sadaf. This may not seem significant to you but, let me tell you a bit about Sadaf. When we began two and a half weeks ago she came strictly for the games outside or crafts or something. She is a Budhist and let us know from ther first day that she didn't believe in God. She would actually sit in the corner or outside the circle and plug her ears as we sang. Well, she's warmed up a bit since then. She is almost always the first to arrive. She is almost always the first one to suggest a song. (her favorite is Hallelujah- Praise ye the Lord) But, honestly she loves them all and is singing with all her might. She is always the one next to me in circle or hugging me on the playground. Now, today she brought a friend. Her friend was a bit taken back by it all. Today we talked about seeing God in the triangles around us. I know this may sound silly but, I've been teaching them that God is everywhere and all around us all the time. We first talked about colors and how He created them all and with each color He has left us a message. We are now into the shapes. Todays message was a simple one. It came from Revelations 1. God is the Alpha and the Omega. the beginning and the end. He is, He was and He is to come. In essence, He is everywhere for all time. We played a game where the object was to be in all places at the same time. Of course, that is just a bit difficult. They laughed a lot but completely failed in doing the task. After we came inside I asked them what was wrong? Didn't they understand the directions? Did Roman (my interpreter) not explain them well? Why couldn't they play the game right? They said they couldn't because it was impossible. I told them it was impossible for us but that God can be everywhere. He is with us at all times and in all places whether we know it or not. I could just see Sadaf watching me. I feel as though the Lord is showing Himself to her so clearly and she is seeing Him. What she will do with Him, I don't know. Only He knows His plan for her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will again meet with my cooking class and Bible study. We are making 'blinees'??? Iknow it will be great! Then, out with my teens. Who knows what they may have in mind for me tomorrow - and more importantly, who knows what the Lord has in mind for them. He is so active and moving in thier lives in a way they have never seen before. It is simply incredible to watch. Thank you for your continued prayers. I look forward to coming home tomorrow evening and getting more e mails. I love them! I am so thankful we are all in this work together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of our teens are reading this, please drop me an e note. I miss you all so very much and am eager to get back with you soon. I pray you are allowing the Lord to move you and use you. I love you guys! Remember you are the salt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to bed but, I will close with this thought and prayer for you all taken from Hebrews 10:19. I pray that you will draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of your faith. I pray that we hold unswervingly to the hope which we have claimed because we can completely trust in God, He is faithful. I pray that you will be thinking about one another, encouraging one another and helping each other to show His love. Goodnight everyone. I send much love with this e. His girl, lea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115396926207904463?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115396926207904463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115396926207904463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115396926207904463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115396926207904463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/catching-up-july-12.html' title='Catching Up - July 12'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115396904000484600</id><published>2006-07-26T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:57:20.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up - July 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I discovered that I was missing several of Leanne's first e-mails back from Finland, some that were very moving and I really wanted to share.  I got copies of them from &lt;a href="http://mwfrost.blogspot.com/"&gt;our preacher&lt;/a&gt;, so now I'm doing some catch-up posts.   Thanks, Mark!  --ed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hei (Finnish for hello!) to everyone at home. I hope you are all doing well. I apologize for not getting this flashnet out to you yesterday. I came in from studying and playing basketball with the teens around 11p.m. and wrote until 2 a.m. At that point I encountered some technical difficulties and didn't have the brain power to cope. I now am well rested and ready to tackle this again. Monday and Tuesday were quite full. I began my day Monday, like I do almost everyday now, walking to the center where I teach. On my way a friend, Elena, and her two children, Masha and Sasha, came to greet me. I was so happy and surprised to see them but, I must say their greeting was not an ordinary one. They must have had it all preplanned because as they began walking towards me down the hill they began forming a tight little circle that wrapped around me. I soon realized I was being hugged on all sides. Wow! Now, that's the way to start the day! I told them I liked being a Leanne sandwich wrapped up in the middle of some of my favorite people. Then, they squeezed me even tighter. People on the street looked at us as if we were crazy. (But, I did see a few people with smiles on their faces as they watched.) Perhaps they found us crazy yet entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then set off for 'Kids Camp'. I was greeted there by one of our former students who had been in London since our arrival. His name is Juho, he is now sixteen years old and, my, oh my, he has such spirit. He always has. When he walked into the room I couldn't believe it. It has been two years since I last laid eyes on him and I have missed him every day since. I was so happy. He walked in with the biggest smile you can imagine. As I was going over to hug him, he walked over and hugged me so tight he picked me right up off the ground. Wow! The Lord really wanted to give me a good start to the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children began arriving with smiles on their faces. They were eager to know what games we would play, what songs we would sing, what our story would be about etc. Class went great - the children are an absolute delight! They are getting more comfortable and are asking so many questions. They amaze me. One of the little boys 7 years old asked me "If the earth was born one day and had a beginning, then when did God begin? Another asked "How can you know that God always was?" I mean, these kids are thinking. They have always been talked to about God and yet they've never been taught to talk to God or get to know Him. The God they have been taught about is one full of rules, regulations and is always very distant. They are so curious and interested in this 'new' God and want to know more and I am eager to teach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class, the day took a bit of a turn. Not a turn for the worse mind you, just a turn. Juho had decided to stay with me and the children at "Kids Camp". After all the children left and Roman, Juho and I finished clean up Juho wanted to know if I had some time to talk. We decided to go walking and as we did he began to say "I don't think you will be so happy to see me when you hear what it is I am going to say." He said, "I think I might make you sad in heart." So I told him to go ahead and share whatever it was he wanted to share. I wanted to listen. He began slowly and then finally got it all out. Bottom line, he no longer believes in Jesus nor in God. He asked me " Are you sad in heart?" I told him yes, but not with him really. I was just sad that he no longer knows the Lord. He then asked, "Do you want to argue with me or leave and go home now?" When he asked, I realized it wasn't really a question as to whether I wanted to or not it was more a question as to which one was I going to do. I told him I didn't want to do either, that I was enjoying our time together. He was completely shocked. He fully anticipated me to do one or the other. He said any time he talks to people they tend to argue and get angry with him. I told him I didn't have any anger in me and wanted to talk about things even more. So we did. You see, he may not believe in my Lord but, I do. So, I will rely fully upon Him to do the talking and the care taking of this precious boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, once again, I have rattled on and on. There is so much to share. I know if you were to be journaling your days with me they also, would be full of the Lord and His good works. Anyway, Tuesday came and we had our first cooking class. It was a great success. The ladies stayed for some several hours. We all chopped, diced, stirred, washed pans and ate together. During our taste testing - which everyone loved (we made an Italian style pasta - none of them had ever tasted anything like it) I asked if they would like to take turns sharing a favorite scripture of something that has been on their hearts lately. This week one of the ladies said she had been reading the story of Jesus calming the storm. It was significant in her life right now and she'd like us to share that together. We all got a Bible, some in Russian, some in Finnish and mine in English. We then read from Matthew, Mark and Luke and talked how the story related to our lives. Wow, what a powerful time together. They wanted to know if we could get together tomorrow? I said I already had a full day but, we now have decided we'll get together every Tuesday and Thursday until I leave for home. Then, I needed to get going and meet with the teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teens. Oh, how I adore them. There were nine of us. We keep getting these 'strays' the Lord is sending. It is quite interesting to watch. We played basketball and then went to throw the javelin. That was interesting-I've never thrown a javelin in my life. The kids loved showing me how and then laughing when it went 2 inches! Then we walked back to the center and got into our Bible study. We went and sat on a big rock that we've pretty muched established as 'our spot'. I looked around me as I began studying and found myself simply dumb- founded. I was sitting with eight teens. Half of them don't know where they stand with the Lord. The other half simply don't believe in Him at all. They are Budhist, Moslem or Wicken (I'm still learning about that). Yet, they continue to come and are glad to be there. Wow! We had a great discussion. Two of the girls who are Vietnamese even spoke up and shared quite a bit. It really is amazing what doors the Lord has opened. I have done nothing on my own except walk through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must close for now and begin my day. Today I teach 'Kids Camp' and then I have a Bible study with one of the Grandmothers. Then, believe it or not, I have been invited to go to an aerobics class. I'm going to go ahead and walk through that door too. No telling where it may lead. Please continue in your prayers for the work in Finland. This is such a humbling adventure and at times so intimidating. I absolutely have no strength or words on my own. I am solely depending upon Him. Whew, I do have Him. That is my only peace and hope! I love you all as my brothers and sisters and am glad to have you on this journey with me. I'll talk to you soon. His girl, lea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115396904000484600?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115396904000484600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115396904000484600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115396904000484600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115396904000484600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/catching-up-july-11.html' title='Catching Up - July 11'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115392712187473802</id><published>2006-07-26T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:21:53.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yogurt, Chicken and Dumplin's, and S'mores Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;(Are you seeing a trend here?  I think if nothing else our friend Leanne will come back with a few much-needed extra pounds! --ed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello friends, Well, on today's menu it was yogurt, chicken and  dumplins' with s'mores and, of course, popcorn.  Let me explain.  Breakfast  was yogurt, then this afternoon we had  our 'cooking class'.  It was my turn to teach  something yummy so, I chose chicken and dumplins'.   I must say Gramma Pearl would have been proud -  except I'm certain my dumplins weren't thin enough.  The s'mores were a little extra tidbit.  Then, this evening I was with the teens and we went  to see a movie - 'Pirates of the Caribbeanin'. (Yes,  I'm in Finland) and of course with a movie one must  have popcorn.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;It was a great day.  I woke up to a beautiful blue sky  filled with sunshine.  I was able to relax a bit and  then get my shopping done for class.  Then, it was  time for the girls to arrive.  Last week when we were  all together we talked about some of our favorite  foods.  I told them some of mine were peanut butter,  mashed potatoes, macaroni and  cheese and of course chicken and dumplins'.  They  told me they had never heard of anything like  chicken and dumplins'.  I thought perhaps once we  got to making it they'd realize they had but, no.   They were very surprised that you could drop dough  into this 'soup like stuff in the pot.'  I wasn't exactly  certain how they would turn out myself - the flour  here is not like our flour at home and as far as the  baking soda - well . . . I think that's what I  used???  Anyway, it tasted great and they  loved it.  They ate quite a bit - we all did.  Then one  of the ladies had asked me what I made with the  teens the other night.  It didn't take long for me to  realize she was referring to the s'mores. So, out  came  the cookies, marshmallows and the chocolate.   (s'mores   don't taste quite the same in the microwave but,  close enough)  They loved them too.  I felt like a  celebrity chef.  The food was great and the  laughs were wonderful but boy - I'm telling you  what,   God does something really special with Bible  conversations over a cold glass of tea and piping hot  bowl of dumplins'.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Today we talked about so many different things.   But, what we really focused on was living life with  Him.  Not just waiting around for the blessings to  begin in Heaven but, living the blessings every minute  of every day right now.  We talked about what it  means to be filled with the Holy Spirit.  I must be  honest - this discussion would have made me a bit  uncomfortable before now - but, not today. Perhaps  the Spirit has me mentally, in a different place.  Anyway, we  discussed as to what everyone believes it means to  be filled - we simply talked and then looked at  what the Bible has to say.  We brought up things  such as wriggling around uncontrollably on the floor,  jumping up and down like a crazy person, yelling out  and speaking in  tongues?  What does it all mean?  We came to the  conclusion  that it's a pretty deep subject and none of us really  fully understand.  We have our own opinions as to  the whole wriggling on the floor and such like but, we  were careful not to be judgmental towards anyone  else.  Who are we to say exactly what happens  when someone is filled with His spirit- I think that  might go back to yesterday's thoughts about  putting 'God in a Box' - (although I think I prefer to  call mine a little brown bag - my thoughts are so  small sometimes a box may be too large).  I do know  that wriggling on the floor and the such like   has never happened to me and If it ever did - I told  the ladies I think I'd be scared to death.  But, one  thing we definitely agreed upon is that we certainly  do see the spirit moving in our every  day life.  He is constantly guiding, directing, moving,  and filling us.  For that, I'm so thankful.  I certainly  don't have many complete answers when it comes to  this subject - I don't suppose any of us do.  Who  knows what God, Jesus and the Spirit can do.  Jesus  was a man - I know He was also God but - He was a  man and He walked on water, healed the blind, fed  the hungry, gave forgiveness out -to those seeking  it- like a gift on Christmas morning and of course, He  rose from the dead to save us all from having to pay  the debt we owed.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, no conclusions were drawn today.  I don't think  that was the purpose.  I do however, think many  doors were opened and bonds of trust were being  built.  And that, my friends, can only happen when  His spirit is leading.  I'd like to close with a portion of  Paul's letter to the church in Galatia, chapter 5  beginning in verse 22.  The fruit of the Spirit is love,  joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness,  faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. - Since we  live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;I pray your day was Spirit filled.  I pray our lives are  such that we are continually growing, asking  questions and seeking His answers.  Thank you again  for your continued prayers.  Love to you all.  His girl,  leanne         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115392712187473802?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115392712187473802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115392712187473802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115392712187473802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115392712187473802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/yogurt-chicken-and-dumplins-and-smores.html' title='Yogurt, Chicken and Dumplin&apos;s, and S&apos;mores Oh My!'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115378768182510592</id><published>2006-07-24T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T17:34:41.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frogs and Toads -- Warts and All</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Whew, What a day!   Don't ever underestimate God.  Do you ever do  that?  I certainly do - I didn't realize how frequently I  did.  His imagination is &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; much bigger than  ours - His creative ways to get people to hear His  voice is so vast.  Limitless - I mean we say that  word and think we get it but no, we would be so  wrong!  There is no possible way that we can ever  think for a moment we have anything figured out  when it comes to God.  He's always full of surprises!   Well, that's my take on it anyway.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Do you remember the family from China - the four  children - the father and uncle who '&lt;a href="http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/he-thought-i-was-nice.html"&gt;just happened&lt;/a&gt;'  to walk down our hall that one night - well, wow!!!   Today, not only did those sweet, adorable little faces  return but with them they brought three other  children from their temple.  Children who have NEVER  heard a story from the Bible - This, according to the  mother and aunt of the first four.  okay, NEVER have  they heard of the Lord's love for them.  Can you  believe it?  I mean I was simply praying that the  mother was okay.  I was praying that the children  didn't get into trouble.  I even stepped out a little bit  and prayed that the Lord would bring them back 'if it  was right' - IF IT WAS RIGHT - what was I thinking?   As I've said so many times - there is so much I don't  know and simply don't get.  I was putting things into  my terms into my own little head and my own little  frame of mind.  With emphasis on the word little.   Because, that's what I am.  I am little minded.   &lt;b&gt;Never once&lt;/b&gt; did I pray for them to return and  bring children from their temple!  Why didn't I?   Because, my mind didn't stretch that far.  My  imagination did not extend past the boundries of  what I know.  Which is so limited as opposed to  limitless!  It's a good thing  I wasn't the only one praying.  I'm thankful that  when I don't know what to pray His spirit - which  resides inside of me,  just says - okay, move over,  let  me help you out here.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;I'll tell you, I thought I was well prepared for the  day - I mean I thought I was even better prepared  than normal - Let me just say &lt;b&gt;nope&lt;/b&gt;.  I was  sadly mistaken.  Good  thing His spirit also leads and teaches small  gatherings of children.  We totaled fourteen today.   I know, that doesn't seem like many children when  you look at a kindergarten class room perhaps.  But,  keep in mind - There is me - fourteen others most  under the age of 7 and my interpreter.  By the way if  you are wondering if I can yet speak fluent Finnish -  (which is the only thing they speak)  Well, I must  say, I am sorely lacking in that skill.  I am now  praying that perhaps I will start speaking in tongues  and the tongue will be Finnish.  I'm going to try to no  longer put God in a little bitty box.  We'll see what  happens.  Anyway, after class Roman and I were  completely and utterly worn out!  We didn't stop.   What's worse - or perhaps I should say the great  thing was - once class was over - none of them  wanted to leave.  We had to practically push them  out the door and lock it shut.  (I'm just kidding of  course!)  But certainly getting them to go home was  a challenge.  We started about 12:45 and ended  somewhere around 4:30.  Like I said, whew!  One  interpreter, one teacher - many sweet smiling faces  and all of them wanting attention at precisely the  same moment.  As I said before, it's a good thing  that His spirit knows how to lead a class.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Today we talked about frogs and toads.  What an  odd thing to discuss in a Bible class you may think.   But, let me tell you - they loved it.  The goal is to  have them really look at the everyday, easy to view  world around them and see God's promises at every  corner.  Today our discussion with frogs and toads  centered around the idea that He created us  perfect.  He sees all our 'warts' and still sees us as  His perfect children.  We talked about how the Lord  created frogs and toads with a place and a purpose  and how much more so we have a place and a  purpose in His world.  We used scriptures such as  &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20139:13%20-%2016&amp;version=31"&gt;Psalm 139:13 - 16&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah%2064:8;&amp;version=31;"&gt;Isaiah 64:8&lt;/a&gt; and of course I had  to include one from Dr. Luke where He records Jesus  saying "&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=49&amp;chapter=6&amp;amp;verse=23&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Rejoice in that day and &lt;b&gt;Leap for joy &lt;/b&gt;  because great is your reward in Heaven&lt;/a&gt;".  We took  that one quite literally!  We leap frogged our selves  silly!  Well, I guess that is the end of this tid bit for  today.  There is so much else to share.  So many  great things and so many joys.  Thank God!         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Please continue in your prayers for the people her in  Tampere.  The people in this corner of the world are  so empty without Him.  Please pray for me that I will  open my mouth at just the right times and with just  the right thing to share and the rest of the time I will  simply be still!  I love this place.  I love these  people.  I am so grateful the Lord has allowed me the  privilege of teaching here.  Thank you for continued  love, e-mails and most of all prayers.  Love to you  from Suomi.          His girl, leanne         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115378768182510592?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115378768182510592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115378768182510592' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115378768182510592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115378768182510592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/frogs-and-toads-warts-and-all.html' title='Frogs and Toads -- Warts and All'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115371004958775925</id><published>2006-07-23T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:23:30.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What a wonderful day to worship our Lord.  I love  that we can worship together even with so many  miles between us.  Today was a busy day here as I'm  sure yours may have been too.  Mine began by  attending worship downtown with some friends.  It  was so great to be there with them.  We sang some  familiar songs such as 'Amazing Grace' and 'The Old  Old Story'.  (although I must say, they take much  longer to sing in Finnish - all the words are twice as  long)  Isn't it incredible though, that we can all sing  about the same 'old story'?  I wonder though about  those who don't know that story, or about those  that think they know the story but, their version of  the story isn't really real.  &lt;b&gt;His&lt;/b&gt; story is not  &lt;b&gt;their &lt;/b&gt; story.  It is not their story of salvation, mercy,  grace, love and hope.  It is just an old old story  about a man dying on a cross - and really what is  that - there is no salvation, mercy, grace, love or  hope in that at all.  It is just empty.  Much like so  many of  their lives.  Empty.&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;My heart longs to be able to share that story, to tell  the story of hope that surpasses anything we could  ever imagine.  I am so grateful to be here sharing  this story with new friends.  After morning worship  was over I spent a bit of time downtown looking and   wandering then came home to bake a cake and make  final preparations for  evening worship.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Tonight there were just two of us.   That may sound disappointing but, I have to tell you,  it was an incredible time of worship.  The woman who  came to worship this evening is someone I have  spent  quite a bit of time with over the past month.   We have shared cooking  classes, Bible studies, I have been  to her home for dinner, she has been to mine, we  have gone on long walks etc.  We have become quite  close.  So,  during our worship we didn't feel self conscience  about what we were doing.  There was no fear of  condemnation or ridicule - we simply worshipped our  God.  We shared our thoughts, we sang, we prayed  and it was a precious time together - one I will not  soon forget.  During worship we studied Galations 6.   Pauls' final thoughts in his letter to the church in  Galatia.  One  note from our study tonight was that in 6:2, When it   talks about carrying one anothers burdens.  My  friend, Ilona, said  it is so important to "participate in each others  lives."   She is so right in her thinking.  How can we  possibly carry each others burdens if we don't know  one another well enough to even share our burdens?   How can we trust someone with something that is  such a heavy load for us and something that is so  personal if we don't "participate in  one anothers lives"?         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Later in the evening we had another friend join us.   When  she joined us we sang a little more, prayed and then  took the Lord's supper.  What a sweet time of  communion with each other and with the Lord.  I  pray your time of worship left you feeling refreshed,  rejuvenated, alive in Him and one with your brothers  and sisters.  At home it seems so often we take one  another for granted - here, there are so few  Christians that when they find one another they hold  on knowing the true value of that relationship.  They  are always wanting to know - when is the next time  we will get together?  It is a whole different feeling.   They are dependent on one another and even  more, dependent upon the Lord.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;I know my mission here is to teach but, I think too, I  am here to learn.  There is so much I just don't get.    I can see some things so much more clearly.  Our  relationships with one another need to be real.  We  need to participate in one anothers lives.  We need  to break down a few walls of protection and pretense  and start  holding on to one another a little more closely.  We  need to have a love for one another that is so  evident and so strong that the world can't help but  be drawn to it.  They need to wonder what it is we  have that they are missing.  Then we can tell them  loud and clear, we have the Lord.  He is our common  bond.  He is our strength, our joy, our grace, our  mercy our salvation and our only hope.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;I pray you all have had a day filled with the Lord.  I  pray it was not one of hustle and bustle but one that  was truly dedicated and given to Him.  I pray that  He began your week like no one else can.  I pray  that He fills the rest of your week just the same.  I  love and appreciate  you all so very much.  His girl, lea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115371004958775925?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115371004958775925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115371004958775925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115371004958775925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115371004958775925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/worship.html' title='Worship'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115362432454599367</id><published>2006-07-22T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:24:53.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moi Friends, I hope this e finds you doing well.  It is so wonderful  when I hear from you.  You are such an  encouragement.  I pray the Lord is touching your  heart as you read these little journal entries.  I pray  that the journeys here half way across the world are  touching your heart and possibly changing your life  as they are mine.  I know that  each of us is constantly being given opportunities  every day.  WE must take those opportune moments  to live our life for Him.  Simply by stepping out and  living our lives for Him we  speak much more than any amount of words can  &lt;b&gt;ever&lt;/b&gt; say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will not write much about what's happening  here.  I spent my whole day surrounded by teens and  then this evening I was able to be with friends.  It  was such a blessed day, as was yesterday in my  solitude.  But, I feel as though today is not the day  for writing about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I cannot help but have Kelvin and his family on  my mind  and heart.  I am so sad for the grief they are all  experiencing.  I cannot imagine.  I pray that the Lord  will wrap them gently in His arms as only He can.  I  pray that you, church, will also wrap them gently in  your arms, as I know you have.  There are others  with you who are also hurting.  Some I have received  e-mails from and my heart is saddened for them too.   Please keep watch and take care of one another.     There are no easy answers in this world, it would  make it so seemingly simple if there were.  However,  I do know  that there is an answer - He is the answer.  The only  answer and the only hope.  One day we will, at last, understand it  all.   But, that does not completely take away the sorrow  for today.  So, we pray.  I know that as a church  you are hurting - as you have been with me on my  journeys- so, should you know, I also am with  you.  I love you all so very much.  I will continue in  prayer and will see you tomorrow through this  journal.     His girl, leanne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115362432454599367?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115362432454599367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115362432454599367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115362432454599367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115362432454599367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/moi-friends-i-hope-this-e-finds-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115359730453832478</id><published>2006-07-22T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:32:01.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivyr and S'mores</title><content type='html'>Hello my friends, Well, it's late night here - actually, it is early Friday  morning, and I just got myself a nice cup of Olivyr.   What you may ask, Olivyr - it's what I learned to  make today in the cooking class.  It is a Russian  party salad.  They don't make it often - only for  special celebrations because it costs too much to  make frequently.  They said 'us being together was  the special celebration."  I'll accept that!  It's always  a special time.  Anyway - the recipe will be at the  end of this e - but, it's kinda like a potato salad  thing.  Only much better!        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today between the cooking, dicing and stirring we  had such wonderful conversations!  We laughed, we  prayed, we simply shared life.  How great our God is!   We talked today about a wide variety of things -  different churches they grew up in, different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh - OLIVYR -Russian party salad - needed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 can of peas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 onion finely diced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5-6 hard boiled eggs - peeled and diced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 English cucumbers diced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 large salt cucumbers (dill pickles)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup of salt cucumber juice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 large boiled potatoes cubed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 large sausage* - or boiled meat cubed *this looked like bologna to me - I didn't taste it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2-3 large boiled carrots - diced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mayonnaise to taste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salt and pepper to taste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix all the ingredients together, enjoy! * they did say if you let this sit for a day in the fridge it tastes better - I'll try and remember to let you know on Saturday if it's true or not. It tastes pretty great now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hey, I heard last evening many who went to  Honduras shared their stories.  I'm sure they were  great!  You remain in my prayers and I look  forward to hearing your stories in person soon.   goodnight - love to you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115359730453832478?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115359730453832478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115359730453832478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115359730453832478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115359730453832478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/olivyr-and-smores.html' title='Olivyr and S&apos;mores'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115344165516520293</id><published>2006-07-20T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T17:27:35.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He thought I was nice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-left: 40px;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Moi from Finland, Today was another beautiful day but, boy, when the  wind blows from the north - it's no joke!  I think it  comes straight off the tip of an iceberg!  As a matter  of fact, I believe I saw a penguin waddling into our  lake today - no not really.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Even though the wind may have been cold, my heart  is warm.  Today was a great day.  Do you recall  reading an e-mail a while back about two Asian  brothers coming into the center late one evenining  looking for a class? (evenining - I am truly  becoming finn) (every word is three times as long  and they add 'in' to the end of everything it seems)  Anyway, they 'just happened' to wander down our  hall, Anna and I 'just happened' to still be there  about an  hour after the kids had all left and they 'just  happened' to have four children between the two of  them who knew nothing of the Lord.  Well, they  brought their children to class the next day and it  was wonderful.  On their enrollment sheet where it  asks the question about religion?  All four sheets  replied NO RELIGION or a line was drawn through.   That afternoon when the mother (and aunt) came to  pick them up, I went to greet her, as I normally do,  and as I go I notice she has a smile on her face that  was  indescribable.  I told her how wonderful it was to  have the children in class and what we had studied  that day.  She immediately began tearing up- I  wasn't really sure what was going on.  She began to  tell me how thankful she was I was here and that  God had surely called me.  I still wasn't  sure exactly what was going on but by this time, I  too, was getting rather misty eyed.  As she  continued in conversation she explained how her  husband and his family are Buddhist and his entire  family lived here in Finland.  She is Catholic and loves  the Bible but is not allowed to speak of it.  She has  no family here and no support.  The  children had &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; heard any stories about  our Lord.   Really, can you imagine - never had they heard  about His love for them, His mercy, His beautiful  plans for their life.  Whew!  I was dumb-founded for  words!!!  I was going to be the first one to share any  of His amazing stories with these beautiful children.  - GULP-         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well,, with all that being said, she told me that her  husband was going to allow them to come simply  because "He thought I was nice.", "He liked me."   Okay, does that make any sense to you??  What, he  met me for all of five minutes.  I gave him directions  and told him it would be great to have his children in  class.  "He thought I was nice"??? No, the Lord called  him.  He listened and he brought his children.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The lesson on the day they first came was one that  the Lord had me plan out far in advance.  I mean,  months before I came, this lesson had been fully  planned.   Want to know what the color was and what the  lesson was???  The color was purple - why? because  we are all royalty - and in the words of Rachel Higgs -  "You don't have to be or do anything to be a  princess - your daddy just has to be the king"  she  said that so long ago (but, it's not been forgotten).   Well, the point of the lesson was this - Our Daddy is  the King and we are His children.  Each and every  one of us is a child of God whether we know it or  not.  We are royalty.   So, what do you think - Do you think the Lord had  that particular lesson picked out for that particular  day so many,many months ago or what ??  I surely  do!         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well,  since that first day when the children left  humming "Come and Go with Me to My Fathers'  House" and so proud to be caring home a mini of  themselves wearing a crown and a robe - they've not  returned.  At least not until today. Whew!!  I was so  afraid that perhaps the mother had problems once  she got home or perhaps they were so excited they  weren't going to be allowed to return.  I had tried to  call and make sure everything was okay, but the call  was never answered.  Today, they came back with  huge smiles on their faces and said in Finnish, which  was translated by their uncle, that they had missed  me and were so glad to be back.  Today, our lesson  was on the stars of the universe.  We had science  experiments, art projects, games and stories all  about how the Lord sends His love and messages to  us through the stars.  We talked about the stars so  long ago when God showed them to Abraham as a  promise.  We talked about the  star that shone so brightly to direct a bunch of  shepherds to a bit of hay  and the new born Son of God.  We talked last about  how we are God's stars and that we must shine  bright to all the world showing the way to our  Father.  Phillippians 2:15   With every lesson I close by asking So, what can  stars remind you of?  Today it was Mhein who  answered that she should "shine like a star to show  the way!"  Wow -  Before they left I received several of the sweetest  hugs ever.  They left saying "see you on Monday!"   (Well, not really, it was in Finnish) but, Oh, how I  hope they do.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We had several others in class today - all were a  joy!  But, oh, my heart was and still is filled with joy  to see three little Asian faces! (the smallest had  kindergarten today)  Roman and I both were  overjoyed!  There is still so much to share - Ahna -  our shy little girl who says nothing to anyone is  actually making eye contact - smiling, laughing and  even initiating my hug at the end of the day!  Truly  the Lord is busy here in Tampere!         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know He is busy where you are also - I'd love to  hear your stories - I appreciate so much the ones  that have already written.  Your words of  encouragement, your words of love and your prayers  are such a huge support and help keep me going!   oh, and congratulations to beautiful Jenny Phillips  and their sweet precious girl!  Can't wait to see her!         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;love to you all, please continue in your prayers for  the people in Finland and all over the world - so  many still need to hear. His girl, leanne&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115344165516520293?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115344165516520293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115344165516520293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115344165516520293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115344165516520293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/he-thought-i-was-nice.html' title='He thought I was nice?'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115344088974620868</id><published>2006-07-20T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T17:19:36.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Lessons and Hackey Sack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-left: 40px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(originally sent as an e-mail July 18, 2006 -- almost caught up! - ed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have heard through a variety of sources that you  are having a melt down in Michigan.  I must say - it  is simply beautiful here.  Today the sky was a blue -  the likes of which I'm uncertain I've ever seen.  The  sun was beaming down hot while a cool, crisp wind  blew steadily.  It was probably in the high 60's.  Are  you jealous?  You'll have to come and see it for  yourself next year.  I love it here.         &lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today started with some one on one time with the  Lord.  I planted myself on a huge rock in the middle  of the forest.  The breeze was gently blowing in the  trees and the sun was shining brightly.  It was such  a good time to fuel up for the day.  After a few hours  of study and prayer it was time to shop.  Tuesday is  our cooking class and also my evening study with the  teens.  Both went so great!   This cooking class cracks me up - The ladies in the  class absolutely love being together and they think I  am so creative in the kitchen - I'm really not - I am  just pulling out recipes from my head that I've either  tested somewhat like a science experiment or I've  watched my mom make.  Today they asked to make  another vegetarian recipe.  (I am a vegetarian in  case you didn't know) and they are trying to get less  meat in their diet so, it works well.  Today I showed  them how to make egg plant parmesan - Lauren will  be jealous.  It's one of her favorites.  Anyway, they  just couldn't imagine that egg plant actually tasted  good.  As we were cooking they all started  giggling after sharing a few words in Russian, they  asked me what could I possibly make for holiday  meals.  They just couldn't see making anything  more 'fancy'.  They said it was all like a very nice  restaurant.  I just laughed - it was nothing fancy -  it's just that they eat a lot of potatoes and sausage  and not much else.  Anyway - They absolutely loved  it.  We made it with spaghetti and fresh tomatoes,  mushrooms, basil, onion, garlic and oregano.  Then of  course the breaded egg plant on top with the  mozzarella.  Yummy!  Thursday they are going to  teach me a new recipe.  They were trying to decide  between two.  Anyway, somewhere between the  dicing, chopping, stirring, cleaning and eating, great  fellowship was shared and the bonds of friendship  were strengthened.  Our talks about the Lord today  circled around being in the potters hand.  We looked  at the scripture in Jeremiah 18 beginning in vs 1-6.  I  love the part where the Lord says Can I not do with  you as this potter does?, like clay in the hand of the  potter so are you in My hand.  We talked about how  so often we say 'Lord use me, mold me, shape me  and then immediately after we try and hop right out  of His hand and venture in our own direction.  If  we're not in His hands, then how can He ever mold  us??  Anyway, deep thoughts from the heart and  from His word were shared over that simple meal  of 'ugly looking' Eggplant.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As soon as the ladies leave, I must finish preparing  for the teens. Boy, I surely don't want to approach  them without first going to Him in prayer.  Tonight  our group was quite a different one.  We have two  girls in our group who lost their grandfather and  they're tradition is to have a memorial service several  times a week for several weeks.  Tonight they called  to let me know they were with their family to  remember their grandfather.  He passed away in  Vietnam and they are so sad not to be with him.   Then, two others called to say they had to work but  will be back Thursday, one had called to say he had  been skipping his martial arts class and felt like he  should go tonight. (my guess is his family is not  thrilled he has been skipping- it's quite expensive)   Anyway, he said he'd be back Thursday.  Then two  others called to say they'd be there but, it'd be late  and so on and so on anyway, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  teenage  boy came on time and he speaks only about 2-5  words in English.  I speak only a few words in  Finnish!  hmmmm!  I dind't even really know him well,  he is a friend of one of the boys who is on Holiday  with his family.  I thought, well, this will be  interesting.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At first, I kept hoping and praying at least one other  person might show - but nope - it was just the two  of us for now.  We worked it out though - there were  a few calls to his friend - we had to ask a few  questions and needed help with some translations  but, I'll tell you, the Lord never ceases to amaze  me!!!  You would think this might be awkward - and  kind of, it was in the beginning.  But, within a few  moments I bumped him the volleyball and he bumped  it back.  We kept it going and before long we were  laughing at each other and with each other.  We  then played foot bag (hackey sack) and had great  fun.  He was teaching me tricks and I was (much to  my surprise) actually learning them!  We played  around for a little more than an hour.  Then, I asked  him if he wanted to get something to eat and drink  (charades style of course) after he laughed, he  nodded an eager yes.  I'll tell you what, during the  meal the conversation actually became pretty  decent - - it wasn't about anything deep and mind  boggling - They were questions more like, "So, what's  on your pizza?  Is it good?"  These questions were  asked by me drawing little diagrams of pigs, sheep,  cows and mushrooms.  He just laughed but hey, I  know what was on his pizza.  If we had not had this  time together I am convinced that we would have  never really sat and communicated.  He constantly  has Viisa, Roman or Elari as his interpreter and we  say very little face to face.  Soon we were joined  with a few others and then friends of one of the  boys.  But, I think we both enjoyed our time together  once we got comfortable.  After we were joined by a  few others we played football and Auri immediately  kicked the ball to me - this meant he had picked me  for his team.  He probably would have never done  that prior to our time together tonight.  When it was  way past time for the group to end and everyone  must head home he asked Elari a question.  The  question was how to tell me thank you and to say  that he'd be back on Thursday.  My heart was  overflowing.  I am so thankful that our Lord makes  the plans and not me!!         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Enjoy your evening - it's again, way past my bed  time.  Thank you again for your thoughts and  prayers.  Please keep these kids in your prayers -  they so desperately need to see Him.   Love to you all, His girl, lea&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115344088974620868?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115344088974620868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115344088974620868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115344088974620868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115344088974620868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/cooking-lessons-and-hackey-sack.html' title='Cooking Lessons and Hackey Sack'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115331777078068570</id><published>2006-07-19T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:52:47.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen for His Singing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This was originally sent as an e-mail July 17, 2006 -ed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that a Finnish calendar begins its week  with Monday?  I am so thankful that my week begins  quite differently.   I want to apologize for not getting  out an e yesterday.  My computer kept giving me a  message that read - We are performing server  maintenance.  As a result  blah, blah, blah, I couldn't  send out an e.  (they really didn't say blah, blah,  blah) I continued trying until 2 in the morning and  decided that if I actually wrote at that point, it may  not make much sense. They did however, extend  their apologies for any inconvenience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I write, I must warn you, I am in a bit of a  melancholy mood.  I guess to be perfectly honest, I  am a bit sad.  So, for the faint of heart, you  may want to run now.  I have began this e several  times and keep coming back to the same point - so,  I've now come to the conclusion, this is something  that must be written.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fine day - we had two new children at  kids camp and that was wonderful.  We played, sang,  made crafts, laughed and talked about God's great  love and how He is preparing a home for us.  Yesterday was a great day too.  I went to worship  with some friends - then, at 5 PM we had worship  here.  There were five of us and it was a really  wonderful time together.  So why, you may ask, am I  sad?  Well, throughout my days from Saturday with  one of our teens through today I keep being asked  this  same question.  The question isn't always asked in  the same way nor is it always asked in a question  form and it certainly isn't asked by the same kind of  people in the same circumstances.  This question has  been asked by a wide variety of ages as well as from  male and female.  It has come from people who  barely know the Lord to people who have grown up in  the church.  I have heard this question before and  there always seems to be  some desperation in the voice of the one asking it.   The question is asked in different voices and  in different ways but still, it is being asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat across the table from one of our teens as she  began describing to me how one of her best friends  had committed suicide.  She doesn't understand why. I sat across the kitchen table from a woman I barely  know and listened as she describes this emptiness  inside her and this uncertainty, fear and shyness she  feels deep within.  She doesn't understand why.   I sit down to have tea next to a man at church and   listen as he describes terrible things that happened  to him and to his family in Iraq.  He doesn't  understand why.   I read e-mails from friends who are hurting inside and  have a loneliness and desperation for something more  and they don't know what it is.  They don't know  why.  You see, it's the same question wrapped up in  different circumstances and different voices but the  question remains the same, Why?   Why didn't she know her value, Why don't I feel  confident?  Why were people tortured?  and why  don't I feel complete?  You may think the answer is  not the same and perhaps you are right.  But, I think  it is.  I know there is no simple solution or any magic  words to take away the pain and yet perhaps there  is one answer?         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point you may be saying to yourself yeah,  yeah, Christ is the only answer and you would be  right but, I think that might be jumping ahead and  trying to suture up a wound without first looking at it  or cleaning it up.   Before we can really see the answer, we first must  look closely at the reason for the question.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I listened closely to each of these people and as I  thought back to similar conversations there was a  thread that was recurrent within them all.  They had  all been sorely failed by this world.  Let down,  disappointed, hurt, abandoned, discouraged, beaten,  well...you get the point.  Isn't that true with all of us  to a degree?  Perhaps the only difference between  you and them is that they had the guts to ask the  question or perhaps, (I hope this is the case) you  already have the answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as though the reason all these things occurred  is not just simply because of what the world had to  say, but because they believed it.   Why would someone take their own life feeling as if  there was no reason to live?  &lt;u&gt;They didn't realize  their value. &lt;/u&gt; Why would someone feel so  uncomfortable and shy around people that they   actually feel fear and emptiness inside?  &lt;u&gt;They  don't realize who they are.&lt;/u&gt;  Why would another  person ever beat and torture someone else to the  point of death? &lt;u&gt; Because they don't realize the  value of that person.&lt;/u&gt;  Why do some feel such  emptiness and hollowness in their lives and that they  may never be who they ought to be?  Because  somewhere along lifes way they were told they  weren't good enough and &lt;u&gt;they don't realize who  they are and who they belong to and what has been  done for them.&lt;/u&gt;  Perhaps they've heard it,  perhaps they've been told, perhaps they even read it  in their Bible and yet somehow it still escapes them.   Satan wants so desperately for us to listen to his  world.  The you're not good enoughs, the you're not  smart enoughs, the you're not worth its, etc. etc.   and I am so sick of Satan having his way with people  and their hearts.  So, I want to wrap up with just a  few words from our Lord.  Let's hear what  &lt;u&gt;He&lt;/u&gt; has to  say about who you are and who you belong to and  how you are valued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1 John 3:1 - How great is the love the Father has  lavished on us - we are called children of God.   That's because, that's who you really are!  The world  might not know it because it doesn't know Him.  But,  you need to know, you are a child of God and what  we will be has not yet been made known!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;     1 Peter 2: 9 - You are a chosen people, a royal  priesthood, a holy nation, a people who belong to  God.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;   Ephesians 1: 11 - In Him we were chosen - It is in  Christ we find out who we are and what we are living  for.  Long before we knew who He was He had His  eye on us and had plans for us. (msg)&lt;/blockquote&gt;  Lastly, I pray that He will drown out the world in your  ears and more importantly your heart!  I pray that  you hear Him rejoicing and singing over you.  I pray  you will know your value, hear His guidance and  accept His love that has already been poured out.  If  you are reading this e - it's not by chance or  coincidence- it's not because you were bored and  needed something to do - it's not even because you  are my friend and wanted to know how things are  going - it's because the Lord had it purposed in His  heart for you to hear Him speaking to you -  I love you all and am so thankful for you.  But, our  Lord - He loves you immensely much more than you  can dream or imagine - I hope and pray you already  truly know that in your heart.  Please continue your  prayers for His work here.  There is so much to be  done.  I feel so strongly that the Lord wants to  convey to the people here their value, their purpose  and His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love to you all,  His girl -   remember, Zephaniah 3:17 - &lt;blockquote&gt;The Lord is with you,  Do not fear, The Lord your God is with you.  He is  mighty to save.  He takes great delight in you.  He  will quieten you with His love and He will rejoice over  you with singing.&lt;/blockquote&gt;  *Listen for His singing as you go  about your day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115331777078068570?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115331777078068570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115331777078068570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115331777078068570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115331777078068570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/listen-for-his-singing.html' title='Listen for His Singing'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115328195527543481</id><published>2006-07-18T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:50:47.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabbath Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This post was originally sent as an e-mail July 15, 206. --ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have e-mailed asking what happened  to my yesterday e-mail - and for those who were  just wondering but, didn't ask - let me explain.   Before I left I knew that my schedule would be so full  and so busy.  Therefore, in order to keep my sanity  and more importantly my focus, I decided that either  Friday or Saturday (preferably Friday) would serve as  my Holy Sabbath.  I thoroughly enjoy being with  people.  I enjoy people of all ages.  But, I am the  kind of person who also requires a great deal of alone  time with the Lord.  I need to refuel often.  I don't  mean a quick study - or a quick slurp of the Lord - that just doesn't get me in the place where I need to  be.  I need to gulp deeply from His word and let it  settle deep within me to quench my thirst.  Having  said all this,  Yesterday was my day with the Lord and oh, He did  fill me!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set no alarm for myself - I let the day begin when it  began.  Then I ate granola, packed myself a peanut  butter and jelly blini, got a bottle of water and took  off hiking.  I went to this incredible lake.  I walked  high, low and around looking for the perfect place to  perch myself for my time of worship.  Finally, I saw  this huge rock out a little ways from the shore.  I  knew it, that was the place.  There were smaller  stones near shore where my tennis shoes and socks  were left and off I went with backpack held high to  my rock.  Oh, it was wonderful!  I didn't hear or see  another soul.  I swam, sang, prayed and studied for  hours.  Then, I went hiking and climbing rocks - I  don't mean little rocks, I mean rocks that go higher  than the trees.  It was so beautiful.  I no longer felt  dehydrated for the Lord.  He had once again revived  me!  I did not return to the house for over eight  hours.   When I came back one of our teens, Roman, had  called me so, I called him back.  He wanted to know  if I wanted to go to the ski lift.  I said absolutely.   So, he came to pick me up and off we went.  We  climbed forever but, was it ever worth it.  We were  able to talk a lot and then we decided to slide down  the ski lift on our behinds - he thought I was crazy  but, it was sooooo fun!!!  He was glad we did it  afterwards!  He then wanted to introduce me to two  of his friends.  I was excited about meeting them   and then I invited them to join us next week.   Needless to say, I came home exhausted but so full  of joys from the day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day too.  My tummy and heart  are both full!  A friend, Hannah, came by this morning  and picked me up to take me to a Finnish Farm  house.  Talk about Country Living - We walked  around and shopped then ate lunch and talked for  hours!  It was a very special time with a very special  person.  We really enjoyed one anothers company.   Then, this evening I was able to take Emellia, one of  our teens, out to eat downtown.  Oh, did we eat -  and eat- and eat!  (It's a good thing I hiked most of  yesterday.)  There are concerts going on all over  downtown and the atmosphere is much like a  street fair.  So much to see and so much to eat!   But, I must say my heart is far more full than my  tummy!  Emellia is 15 and such a sweetheart but,  one can tell that she, at times, carries around the  weight of the world.  Tonight, since we were one on  one some things were shared that I don't think could  have been shared in our group atmosphere.  I am so  thankful that she has grown to trust me and so  thankful the Lord allowed us this time.  I could tell  she was glad to get some things 'out there'.  You  could see it on her face.  (which by the way, looks  like it belongs on an angel)  We really enjoyed our  time together  talking, eating and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I must head to bed.  Tomorrow I am  going to worship with two of the ladies from our  cooking class.  Then, coming home and hiking to pick  mountain berries.  I will use them to top the bundt  cake I am baking at this very moment, a bundt cake  that will be eaten after our time of worship in the  apartment.  We are studying Galatians 5 tomorrow. -  let's run the race!   Love to you all!  His girl, Leanne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115328195527543481?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115328195527543481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115328195527543481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115328195527543481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115328195527543481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/sabbath-rest.html' title='Sabbath Rest'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329390.post-115326684396166663</id><published>2006-07-18T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:49:26.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventure Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've decided to set up a blog to share the adventures of my friend Leanne in Tampere, Finland.  She went with a mission team from our church who distributed fliers for English classes and a kids' camp, with the plan that when they went home she would stay and work with the kids.  Leanne has an incredibly sweet spirit, a heart for teens -- for anyone reaching or searching, and an incredible way with words.  I thought you might enjoy!  This first post is her e-mail to us as she helps the team get ready to go home July 9, 2006.  --Ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a very different kind of day (or  perhaps yesterday never really ended.)  Today began  around midnight helping Anna get her final things  packed and in order while sharing a few moments  talking and laughing before everyones departure.   Around 1:00 in the morning we were all able to share  time in prayer.  As we prayed, I knew I was  completely and quite literally encircled with love and  blessings from Arnold, Wanda, Steve, Anna and our  Lord.  What an incredible embrace and  encouragement as I begin this adventure seemingly  alone - Although we all know full well, that the Lord  has me in His arms and is carrying me and guiding me  in this journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly thereafter, we carried all the luggage  downstairs.  So many bags - but, then I remember  about half of Arnold and Wanda's life is spent here.  I  couldn't help but wonder how they must be feeling as  they prepare to leave their Finnish home.  Their  hearts must be so divided.  A portion tearing away as  they leave friends and family here while the other  part is eager to return to their church family in the  states.  The work they have done here and the  doors and hearts they have opened with the Lord is  simply breath taking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2:00 a.m. I watched the taxi, filled with the  four of them and their belongings, slowly pull away  from the building and into the streets of Tampere.  I  watched until I could see them no longer.  All was  quite.  What a strange feeling.  I am truly here on  my own without family or friends from home.  And  yet, I am completely at peace.  I needed to take a  few moments to pray, breathe in the Lord and absorb  it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is truly incredible.  I remain amazed that the  Lord is allowing me to teach His children here.  The  people I've met are so desperate to hear Him, see  Him, feel Him and have Him touch their lives.  Some  may not realize what the desperate feeling inside of  them might be.  But, I know full well. He is all they  need.  They have been taught about a legalistic,  distant, judgmental Lord.  They have no idea that  He is calling out to them each and every day.  They  have no idea that the relationship He desires with  them is one that is close, touchable, personal,  intimate.  They so desperately need to hear Him.   I can't believe still, that He is allowing me to be His  voice.  I am incredibly humbled.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we had worship.  What a blessing to know  that as I prepare for worship here, you also, are  preparing for worship so very far away.  I received  some several calls from people who would either be  late or unable to come.  It ended up that one woman  came to the actual worship time.  I think we both  were a bit uncomfortable at first not knowing each  other well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began with a prayer and by reading Galatians 4,  as that is where the Pylkas' left off.  I asked her to  read from her Bible which was in Russian in order that  I may listen to the music in her language.  It was so  beautiful.  We then talked about the different verses  and what stuck out in our minds as something to  treasure in our hearts.  We talked about what a joy  it is to be the Lord's child.  We talked about our own  children and how no matter what it was they might  do, our love for them would never stop.  We then  talked about how much greater the Lord's love is for  us.  Truly, His love for us is incredible and certainly  beyond our own understanding.  She shared so much  about her growing up and how it related to the Lord.   She shared about her own spiritual journey and how  she always had this empty and confusing piece in her  life as she tried to figure out her place with the  Lord.  We sang together and comforted each other  in the thought that the Lord thinks we sound  beautiful - even if He might be the only one.  We  prayed together - oh, she said such beautiful  prayers.  Then, we took the Lord's supper together.   What an experience.  Just the two of us.  Completely  different from one another in so many ways.  We  barely know one another and yet we are completely  the same.  We are adored children of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then had another friend join us and we decided  to go get a bite to eat.  We walked, talked and  laughed all along the way.  While walking they began  asking me about a little basil plant I purchased earlier  and wondered what type of dish you might put basil  in.  (How bizarre but, not suprising, the Lord can  even use a little Basil plant for His purpose.)  So, I  gave a few suggestions as to what I might put Basil  in and next thing I know, I'm asking them if they  would like to come over and learn a new dish and  then teach me one from Russia.  Then, before I knew  it, we have set up a cooking class together on  Tuesdays and they both want to bring friends.  We  then began planning a women's Bible study group.   They were so excited.  We walked a little way  further and then stopped at a water tower, rode to  the top and went to a resteraunt.  They picked out a  potato dish for me which was delicious.  The food  was great, the view was incredible - you just can't  imagine unless you see it.  But, the company and the  time of fellowship was sheer joy!!  Our worship time  began at 5 p.m. and we stayed together until almost  11:30 when I said I must go home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day.  I miss my family so much that at times,  it almost hurts.  Yet, I know I am right where I  belong and doing exactly what it is the Lord has  prepared for me to do.  What an absolutely  unbelievable feeling.  I am always telling our teens at  church not to settle for what the world settles for.   They must go beyond sitting comfortably and settling  for the 'ordinary' in life. I encourage them to go out  to their edge.  The edge of where their comfort zone  ends and the Lord completely takes over because  you have no resources on your own.  This, I tell  them, will lead to the &lt;b&gt;extraordinary&lt;/b&gt;.   I am convinced that few venture out into that  realm.  This, for me, is an extraordinary adventure.   One in which I know absolutely nothing but Jesus  Christ. Then resting in the truth that He, alone, is  sufficient!   Everyone's extraordinary is different and I am  convinced that it is constantly changing.  I pray that  you will find that extraordinary place in your life with  the Lord and when you do I pray that you will  venture there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I close, I want to say how proud I am of the  team that ventured to serve the Lord and His people  in Honduras.  I have been thinking of them as they  travelled today.  I am excited to hear all your  stories.  I am also so impressed with and proud of  Steve and Anna as they served Him and His people  here.  It was such a blessing to be with them.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must close for now.  It is half past midnight and I  need to get some rest for my class with the children  tomorrow.  I promise not to make future e-mails so  long - there is just so much to share!  I love you all  and I want you all to be a part of this.   Thank you for your prayers.  I survive on them.   Love to you all, His Girl, Leanne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329390-115326684396166663?l=hispreciouschild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/feeds/115326684396166663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329390&amp;postID=115326684396166663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115326684396166663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329390/posts/default/115326684396166663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hispreciouschild.blogspot.com/2006/07/adventure-begins.html' title='The Adventure Begins'/><author><name>Hisgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014953819728552016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
