Today was my last sewing class with the women and it was filled with both tears of joy and sadness. The first and second classes of women are so different and today really showcased their differences. I decided to teach the women a very abbreviated version of what song of songs teaches us. This book in the bible has been a huge part of my summer: realizing that the lord wants an extremely intimate relationship with me, that I am his beloved and he longs to be close to us. I told the women that this story was about a husband and wife, and the husband was full of love for his wife. He was captivated by her beauty and said she was like a lily of the valley. He wanted to be close to her and was filled with so much love for her, she was his beloved. In the same way, God is captivated by their beauty and longs to be close to them, they are his beloved. I printed out pictures of all the women from this summer because they never have any pictures of themselves and I wrote them all letters about how beautiful and loved they are. I had to read the letters to them because they are all illiterate. It broke my heart when I told one of the women all this and she said “me, no, I am not beautiful”. The first sewing class, I told them all of this and we all cried. Cried because I was sad I was leaving, cried because they were never told they were beautiful, and just cried because sometimes you just need to cry. I was overwhelmed by the emotion they shared and moved by their love. The second sewing class took a slightly different tone. I told them the story of song of songs and everyone expressed their thoughts on the story and then maria, the one who loves to talk, said “my husband loves me thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis much” and stretched her arms as wide as they could go. Everyone of the women died laughing because maria and her husband are separated. They then proceeded to ask everyone how much their husband loves them and they thought it was so funny they started crying they were laughing so hard. Stephanie and I weren’t quite sure what to do, because obviously laughing about how little their husbands love them isn’t as funny to us as it was to them but since then they always remember that story in the bible because it was such a fun time for them. So I don’t know what seeds the Lord planted through that but I trust he has a plan. Haha things certainly don’t always go the way I plan, if ever. I love these women so much and it breaks my heart that im leaving soon but I know that other people will come and continue to grow with them. I have to trust that there is a plan.
Hope for India
From June to August I will be traveling to India to work with victims of sex trafficking through an organization named Rahab's Rope. This verse from Isaiah is my hope and vision as I encounter these rescued women. The Lord promises to bind up the broken hearted, to comfort them and restore them. I am already praying for all the women I will encounter in India and I pray that the Lord will touch them and restore them with His Hope.
"The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me, He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to comfort all who mourn, and provide for those who grieve in Zion - to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor. They will rebuild the ancient ruins and restore the places long devastated; they will renew the ruined cities that have been devastated for generations." Isaiah 61:1-4
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