The days surge by like Indians on motorbikes! They are full from rise to rest. Yesterday afternoon was particularly special for me at the leper colony. Oh how I was able to pour out love from our Father. Oh His goodness is immeasurable! Lord, may I never forget those beautiful hands (nubs) that I held and kissed. May I never forget the teeth, rotten through and through but still showing in a smile and bursting into laughter. Oh and that soft, wrinkled, brown skin that embraced the tears that trickled then streamed forth from those light eyes that have seen years of life mixed with pain and sorrow. Oh to hold that beautiful, small woman another time. To feel her arms around me and her lips caressing my cheeks. To share in the smiles and embraces. I do not know her name, but I know her face and those of the women surrounding her. That was my day to share the love of God that has been poured out... Romans 5:5 "Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hears by the Holy Spirit who was given to us." That was the main scripture that God had given me that particular day as I was scheduled to speak at the colony.
