Then sings
my soul, my Saviour God to thee,
How
great Thou art, how great Thou art.
Translated to English by British Stuart K. Hine (who also added two
verses)
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At houseboats of Mae Ngat Dam in Mae Taeng. |
Last
week, I was the chaperone to our 17 year old son Eli’s overnight houseboat trip
with 8 of his friends. Three of them were just back here to attend our school’s
high school graduation and to visit with friends. Their families lived here as
missionaries but left as their parents were called back to the US. It was good
to see them again. After being with them in the same community for a few years,
they just naturally began to feel like extended family. I’m glad we were able
to do that together. Eli asked me to chaperone the trip as a few of them
weren’t allowed to go without one. It didn’t take much to convince me to go. I
wasn’t ready to let (our) 17 and 18 year old young adults to go on their
own. More importantly, I like going to
the houseboats. It’s very peaceful there, so
conducive to being quiet. I knew if I went, I’d enjoy myself. I truly did! The
six young men all acted very gentlemanly. I didn’t have to carry my baggage at
all! =) The three young women were also enjoyable to be with. As a group, I
gave them the space they needed so they could fully enjoy their time together
but I listened and watched them. They’re a hilarious and a very fun loving
bunch. It was a privilege for me to be with them.
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The adventurous teens devouring their communal food. |
The Lord
blessed our time together. It’s been really hot here but the day we went, it
became unseasonably cold. We even slept overnight with blankets; it was that
cold! The teens were also amazed that they found a hidden water trampoline and
life-sized ball when they swam across the water and went behind a cove. Like
little kids, they rejoiced when they were allowed to play there. One of them
said it was a “God thing”. They knew finding the play area was a blessing plus
the permission to play there. They stayed there for the most part of the
afternoon. But, the highlight of our time was after breakfast. I asked them to
take turns sharing about our time and that’s when Michael (Chris Tom’s son)
asked to speak last. He said he wanted to pray a prayer of impartation over
everyone. He explained that having lost his Dad, he believed there was a
special blessing that he could give. I was so touched to hear that. Last year,
I was so grieved for him, his mom, and two brothers because on the eve of their
departure to leave Chiang Mai for good, Chris was fatally hurt in an explosion.
I wrote 3 posts about them last year (from June 24-July 8, 2012). I requested
that they be prayed for because I knew they were thrust to mature and face the
challenges of life without Chris.
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Peace, beauty, and quiet. |
Now a
year later, I can see the wonder of God’s work in answering that prayer. There
I was, witnessing a 17 year old pray an earnest and sincere prayer for all of
us. In his loss, Michael (with God’s help) had chosen to purposely bless us,
impart to us what he had been given. I saw someone who was sure of his calling,
a desire to touch people, just like his Dad did. When Michael left last year,
he was a young man trying to understand who he was made to be. He came back with
an understanding of who he is.
We have a
great God. His ways are not like ours and we sometimes don’t necessarily agree
with what He allows to happen. Still, He is always up to something good in our
lives. We can trust Him. He is so good. His ways may be incomprehensible and even
painful to us but it is always for our benefit. Thank you, Lord. You are GREAT.