On a hill far away

Tales of abuse and torture plague the news headlines on a daily basis. It is hard to picture or even believe some of the horrific tales that are told and not told through the media. I believe that God is going to use the media for His purposes during these final days that we live in. Amazed by the beauty of the range at Mount Carmel, our tears flowed as we heard and saw the tale of some of the women and children who find refuge in this hidden treasure. God’s heart was being transplanted to ours, after the DVD’s were finished, we closed with a time of prayer and again the presence of Almighty God was overwhelming. A connection made, unity of heart towards those who are strangers in this land, widows and orphans – a reflection of the Jews in days gone by.

What a privilege it was to serve in the land in such a practical way. Seeing the hopelessness of the people there broke my heart. Yet I was inspired by how the simple things we did, at a widow’s home I dusted, tided, cleaned windows, organised and blessed; at a holocaust survivor’s home I cleaned windows and shutter until like new; in various places, I cleaned windows and scrubbed toilets, caused so much joy for others.

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