7 Weeks of Mongoloids

7 weeks in India. North East India. A land with Mongoloids, and a land where I am mistaken as a local. Sometimes I met upset people talking to me in their tribal languages, some unaware of my lack of language, and some chuckle when they find out I am not local. They touch me, and begin to take my photos - only because I am foreign. If I did not say anything, I would be ignored. And often, I enjoy those moments.

In Kangpokpi are many church - goers, but not many followers of Jesus. One of my personal missions was to share the Gospel with as many as possible, and whenever I had the opportunity to. This outreach has been the most fruitful personally, because I saw many salvations through my sharing and also many instant headings. I saw about 16 - 17 healings as God led me to pray for those who were crying out in need. 

One very special place to many of us is an orphanage that we went to. There were 72 children when we visited for the first time. They were poor but so generous, and gave from all that they had. The founder came from a poor family, and so knows the challenges being in the position. They live by faith - none supports them, not even the government, because they are a Christian orphanage. I guess that is not new, but to see their living condition, I think everyday I would be wetting my pants praying and asking God to bring food to the table. I salute Robin.

The other favourite location I have is Khoikai, a village surrounded by mountains, 3kms downward hike and 1km upward hike. Beautiful, and a place where God was performing miracles. I saw 11 instant healings and 5 salvations in that place. A girl who was near-sighted gained clear sight again after being prayed for. I could not believe my ears and cried with Neitheng. It was an awesome moment with God. God healed her eyes. This was a  village that I saw most miracles. Perhaps because it was so isolated from any medical access, and people really did have faith and the desire to be healed. I don't know the answer nor the formulae to praying for miracles, but God healed many there. From body aches to other kinds of pains, God healed. I learnt much that day about praying for healing. He answered the desires of my heart.

What a personal, kind, loving and generous God. He gave me the privilege of experiencing His glory and miracle performing acts through prayer. He heard my prayers, and I know it was not because they sounded nice and perfectly pitched, but it was because of Him. I am very grateful.

Many more stories about Kangpokpi to come....but off to Warburton tomorrow! :)