A lot has happened from the time I blogged last. First of all I overcame the feeling of recieving weeds for sowing good seeds. I learnt that it was merely my feeling and personal view of the situation. Feelings cannot be standard for what is right and wrong. I learnt to trust in Jesus and never get weary of doing good no matter what the result is because the end result is not what we look for – the real end result is how well I have experienced God through out.

Well, last night I was leaning on the railings of our balcony and trying to feel the breeze while thinking about a phone call I had just ended. You know, I always had a deep desire to help young people who are growing up with many dreams and desires but maybe do not have a strong family support. I don’t want anyone to compromise or limit their dreams because they don’t have  support. When I was a teenager it was my deepest longing to have a strong support. I did receive a lot of help though they were small help I am so grateful to people who were kind to me. And above all God remained faithful and has brought me to a place where I always dreamt of being.  So I want to be there for young people who may be in similar desperate situation.

These days I am coming across many young girls who carry big big dreams in their hearts but are in difficult situation. They need emotional, spiritual, and financial support. They need wise guidance and encouragement. They need protection. Leaning on the railings, last night I felt this burning desire deep in my heart once again.

I wish I had a home where I can invite girls who need help. Like, the one about whom I just heard. She needs to get out of a situation, I wish I could just invite her to this home and tell her it is safe here, come. I wish I could get to know about their passion and dreams and thelp them develop it. I wish I could just send them back to school or to a training without having to think twice about how. I wish I could protect them before it is too late… before they harden their hearts… and become hardcore survivors of this world… I wish I could love them, and tell them about the greatest love we recieve from Jesus. I wish I could show them – God cares about their dreams more than they themselves do….

I really wish for a home – Not a big building somewhere outside the city in peaceful place like a perfect home with eveything organised… I would be happy to rent a small place where I can provide for the girls like my own family as long as they are not ready to support themselves. Meanwhile I would like to engage them and give them exposure to good books, inspiring movies and learning in small ways to help the poor and the needy.

Right now I live in a shared flat with friends. I don’t know how and when this will be possible. But I hope it does…

God!….