Baby Asha appeared at the orphanage three days after her birth. I heard so much about her from my team members, but I hadn’t gotten to meet her personally. I visited the orphanage for worship on Sunday and I was finally able to meet her. She is beautiful, but that’s not the only thing that is special about her.
As I held her, I felt compelled to ask how old she was. “Sixty nine days old,” was the response I got; and she was born around the same time the team had arrived in India. That’s funny because we got to India around MY birthday! So you must know how this story ends. Baby Asha shares her birthday with Vikki-Aunty. How special is that?
Asha means hope in Hindi—so true. Holding Asha in my arms last Sunday made me realize how much hope is in her. To some she may be considered an untouchable and illegitimate child, but G has his favor over baby Asha. He has brought her to a place that will instill in her the spirit of life. Her name truly fits her because she is hope; hope for the salvation of many more Indians who will be touched and changed by the seed she will plant in them. So you see my friends, this is where all of your financial and prayerful support has gone. It has allowed me to touch the hope of the salvation for the generation to come.
Aren’t you glad you have allowed G to use you in such a powerful way? I sure am.
