"The Secret is out"

This is an Ad I am doing to try and help the, POOR, HOMELESS and female PRISONER'S. 

I saw the need first when I went to Tegucigalpa women's prisons. Most recently I was asked by the organization called "Burgers Bibles and Blessings" who help feed and minister to the homeless. This is a group from my church at Central Christian. 

Because this monthly cycle is with most women for many years starting with adolescence, it is therefore a common problem, yet one of the best kept SECRETS until a lady NEEDS ONE! 

I have personally felt the desperation, but my chances of getting a tampon or any other feminine product are feasible and assessable for me, but not so much for some. 

I am taking it upon myself to address this issue and help those who are 'at war' with desiring to keep this a SECRET within their personal lives, by reaching out to them, to give.

If you would like to help......email me or private message me on Facebook @ Holly Vernon Miller or go to Holly Miller Ministries.com

Thanks and GOD BLESS YOU

People are watching

My second blog of the day.......famine or feast, I guess. 

I like to read the Message Bible when I simply want to 'read' not necessarily study. In doing this, I find meanings which are really authentic and relevant to my own life when I read this way....particularly in the MESSAGE version. 

Today I was in the book of Colossians and I saw the importance to write to you and encourage you.

Here goes......Paul is telling the people in the book of Colossians how important others are to him because they are willing to serve and encourage. The humorous part to me is he is encouraging 'free' people while he is held captive. He mentions 3 names in chapter 4 and what I notice is how he 'describes his friends.' 

He says, "My good friend Tychicus will tell you all about me." I  thought, as I was reading, I wonder what he desires for them to know by writing to them about how he is doing. But, people really do want to know if someone is still living for Jesus, though they are in another part of the world. 

Then he writes about Tychicus and explains how he is a trusted minister and companion in the service of the Master...Then goes on to explain how "he will encourage you in the faith." Then he talks about Onesimus, (one of my favorite stories) and how he says, "He is one of you" (I thought that was very typical because it sounds so much like what I want to write, to encourage my 'friend'.) And then he says, "Aristarchus, who is in jail here with me, sends greetings....and he names 2 more, Justus and Mark......he goes on to explain that he and Mark and Justus are the only ones left from the old crowd. 

Now, can I tell you my interpretation of what I feel God and Paul are doing here and telling me? OK! 

We get separated. We have lives that pull us away and into the chaos and we have jobs that bog us down but I can tell you from this side of ministry, there are times I want to throw in the towel many times, but I WON'T and I don't want to. However, we all get weary? Yes, I get weary but the GREATER part of me which is my Spirit, is always soaring for me and through me. My songs of praise make me fly like and eagle and then I am able to see so much more than my present, gunk!

As with you, my friend, much like Paul's letter, I send to you a letter to encourage you in your faith and I also invite you to stay renewed in the Word of God. 

I too could send a personal greeting and write a report about certain ones who I know will receive my words, so I will just close with this and say, "I pray that God is moving boldly in your lives and more than anything you are not losing hope as you see the day of His return. I also pray that the Holy Spirit will fill you with renewed strength as you journey to the next place that God has for you. I pray you find a place to give of yourself and encourage someone in their time of need, so that Christ will be magnified in all that you do. 

I know we live in a hostile world and it seems that many horrible and tragic things are happening all around us, but remember this, He has over come this WORLD. And much like Paul writes, I forward his words I found in Romans, which are to "never ignore God and please do not refuse to worship him and become silly and confused and pretend that you have it all figured out, trading him in for something you can buy at a roadside stand."

I encourage you my friends. Walk in Wisdom and seek to find all that keeps you built up so that your life will be as a standard for others to follow, to find Jesus.

Last month in my home Bible Study, we wrote notes to each other to encourage each other and then we shared them with the person with whom we drew their name......this should never stop when someone is placed on our heart, please send a text or an email or snail mail and let them know they are loved.

Become a Champion of your life and allow the one who increases your faith to become your Pulpit. People are watching.

Acceptance that never ends

A new momma loves this little boy! 

 This little guy is reaching up and it's not merely an act of FAITH whether or not someone will pick him up, because I personally know someone will. But for many wounded in this World it's a daily question whether or not someone, most profoundly, whether or not God, will pick them up.

It starts very young....it's natural to be cuddled and protected and LOVED.

                                               Diverse conditions......same kind of love.

So many wounded hearts in this World, but one I see most prevalent in America is the need for acceptance and desire to be loved. Little babies expect it and should always get it, but some don't. This one pictured does because he is my nephew(top pic) and I know how much he is loved.

However it is not the case with many people, so they search until they 'think' they have found it.

WE, yes, myself included have fallen in and out of love and in and out of love......thinking that THIS IS THE ONE....only to find that you are abandoned and begging again for that same attention and desire to be fulfilled as when you found this one that just walked away. 

This need will never be filled by human antics or human words or a multiplicity of sex partners. Though I believe in love from another person, as I am married, but when you search for it in love from others over and over again, it's just off kilter.  That kind of love, if you want to call it love is not what sustains us. When we live our lives basing every minute of happiness in the thought of someone loving us, then we have stopped loving ourselves. 

The way I see it, when Jesus talks about Love, he says, "love me, love them, love YOU." 

If you don't love him and only love them, then you don't love you.

It has to be all three in constant obedience that causes it to work,  ESPECIALLY loving GOD FIRST. 

I already wrote about that topic, but I what experienced this past weekend was a very bad situation that didn't really surprise me really, as I have lived long enough and reached out enough to see the bad. But, it really does always amaze me how people lose their self worth and depend on and rely on others to fully love and accept them, in order to reach the he/she "completes me" mentality. No-body can do that for another human 24/7 and if that is the Worship of another, then it's not healthy! It's made for the Movie Screen. Never mind the fact that it's not the way according to Gods Word, that he designed it to be.

I love my husband, but I can tell you if I do not know who I am in the Lord Jesus Christ, with Charlie or without Charlie, then I will never truly know who I am. And I would fail horribly at what I am aiming to do in this ministry if I totally and completely relied on my husband for my every waking move. 

My desire is to instill Truth from the Word of God that builds a CHAMPION on the inside of a SOUL. So, whenever that 'soul' gets hit, because it will, they will be able to take the fiery darts and not fall to the point of no return and end up much like I witnessed this weekend at a house of chaos, shambles, filth and debris and a broken and crushed heart turning every which way to find peace. 

HE IS OUR PEACE. 

We can't be dependent on someone else to 'complete us' but rather rely on the CHAMPION, who is Jesus to be ingrained in our heart, our mind and our spirit.

Read the Word, be encouraged by positive Christians, stay tuned up by listening to worship music, search for a testimony that will build you up rather than gossip that will bring you down! In other words, you are in charge of "KEEPING HOUSE"........keep it safe from harm.

I close with some words from a dear friend of mine, Paul. In the book of Acts he stands up and takes a deep breath and says, "Fellow Wichitians, (Israelites) and friends of God, listen. God took special interest in our ancestors, pulled our people who were beaten down  and in exile to their FEET, and led them out of there in GRAND STYLE. He took good care of them for nearly forty years in the godforsaken wilderness and then, having wiped out seven enemies  who stood in the way, gave them land of their very own! (a span of about 450 years!) "

See, God WILL PICK YOU UP......TRUST IT...KEEP YOUR ARMS UP PRAISING HIM AND NEVER EVER EVER GIVE UP.

SEVEN WORDS THAT CAN CHANGE YOUR 'MIND'

Whether it's food intake, exercise or reading the Bible, it takes an act of obedience to do any of these three things.
Obedience I say? Yes, Obedience to God and to yourself. I live my life desiring to be every thing that God has called me to be. Is that really a true statement? I ask myself that, even though I know it's something I strongly desire more than anything in my life. I know for a fact that 'being called' is not something we decide, but rather something that is burned within us by passion and desire, given to us, not bartered with by God. Besides, I don't want to live a life of mediocracy.
So, here's what happens to me, and this is how I get MOVING AND START LIVING BETTER.

I had a pretty strict upbringing which means I heard the rules from either my mother or daddy when it came to doing something around the house or with school and for the church. Therefore, today, I still hear the voice of those who guided me when I was young. Now that I am older, and having to be a VOICE to people around me I still hear the voice of my dad when it comes to making choices. See, I was raised with the Word of God as a resource, like a map for guiding my life and when my daddy left the earth, I no longer had his direction, but I am still fortunate to have my mother's words of encouragement and better yet, guidance when I just can't assume position. Ultimately, they instilled the Word of God by taking me to church and living a life standard that defined 'right living' in my opinion! Sure, there are good people making good choice, but the God that is all around us has a greater purpose for us rather than a good one.

It's the Word of God that now guides me. But what about when I just don't feel like doing what it says? Well, the only one that suffers is me! I cannot tell you how many times I have struggled with this very issue. I live a day without remembering I need structure and wake up the next day feeling every single pain of knowing I failed. That's where Gods mercy awakens me and I get back on track. See, I am a procrastinator by nature....but when you pressure me to do something, I can move like a roadrunner! With me, sometimes it takes pressure to get the ball rolling but when it comes to discipline I cannot wait to discipline if I gotta preach somewhere tomorrow. I have to daily place the Word in me, much like I need daily exercise. Do I succeed at this daily, NO.....But, I am learning or I would not be blogging about it.
When it comes to food, I have to make hour by hour choice. Why? Because I love food. I love chocolate and I love chips. But, the choices I make cannot be made the day before I am to get into the beautifully shaped fitting dress, because I will not be putting it on, if I ate whatever I wanted. No, discipline is an act of obedience. Obedience means to OBEY! Obedience means to OBEY. Obedience means to OBEY!!

Well, you have read this far and I have yet to mention any thing about "Where" in the Word is a the greatest guide. Let me share something with you that began to make total sense to me when I heard the words that Jesus told us. Here are seven words.(which I shortened from the original text so you can remember that 7 is perfection!) These seven words are connected to HIS greatest commandment and here they are, "Love God, Love your neighbor as yourself."

• Can we love a God we cannot see, every single day? Not without accepting that there is one.
• Can you love your neighbor that you can see every day? No, because Flesh is never perfect.
• Can you Love you? This is among the greatest COMMANDMENT which Jesus said is the most important for guiding our lives and living our lives and loving him. If we don't love ourselves then we cannot love God and we cannot love our neighbor. Loving yourself is the most difficult position which God has asked humans to do. Sure, there are narcissistic people who love themselves abundantly, but they are failing with the other two commands.  
• See, if you love God, you will begin to love simply because you know HE is living on the inside of you. That's acceptance of HIM and that's the first sign of growth in any area of your life. We all need God. We need Jesus as Savior. If you do not love you, then you are slapping God in the face and you are of no use to your neighbor, muchness able to love them or do anything for GOD. It takes obedience to do any of these things that we so effortlessly try to do, because we are possibly placing our effort in the wrong place.

Obedience begins in the heart of knowing YOU were created to #1. Love God. When we love God, we can love others and as we love others we can feel a reward within our lives as accepted and loved because we are living our lives not just for us, but for someone else and when we do this, WE then begin to feel worth and with worth we feel value and with value we can offer ourselves freely to, #2 God and then others, and never really leaving ourselves out of the picture, because loving God and others actually makes us the Champion of our own mind. After all, this is about listening to the 'commands' of the voice that leads us into all truths.

Have you ever read Psalms 73 You should. It's a message of Gods love for us and how he is always trying to guide our lives. Pay attention. Listen.....if you did not have a voice in your life that guided you like I was so fortunate to have as a child and young adult, I can tell you, I hear Gods voice much louder at times than that of my earthly father because Gods voice is consistent in His Word.
John 16 tells us that the 'Spirit of Truth' will lead us. That Spirit came through Jesus, and He left with us His Holy Spirit when he died for us on the cross.

Rev. 3:8 tells us that God knows our 'works' and He has set the door before us and no man can shut it!

You might as well get disciplined and remain obedient to yourself and to God, because it is there you will find that you are no longer living this life for YOU, but living it BECAUSE OF WHO HE HAS MADE YOU TO BECOME,...........it's through HIM for others.
The greatest commandment.......just Seven Words, if you allow it, can change your mind.

In the Garden

                                                                               It's true that in the Garden He restores our soul.

 I find the most peace when I am picking weeds or digging in the dirt!
My creativity runs deep in my bones!





This old door was on an old barn in my dad's back pasture.

love SUMMER AND ALL IT OFFERS!

God makes all things beautiful……we just get to accessorize it!

PAST-PRESENT-FUTURE!

As I sit here at my desk, looking over the top of my computer screen, hanging on the wall of my office is a scripture in the mix of my collage; "And He shall turn the heart of the fathers to the children and the heart of the children to their Fathers." Malachi 4:6

I am here because I wanted to write my thoughts about how stirred I was after a lunch appointment I had with a dear friend. I explained to her the love that has grown within me toward MISSIONS. I particularly have a strong pull for the city of Tegucigalpa, Honduras. Though I very much feel I would go 'anywhere' since flying to the other side of the World in 2013, first to India where I led a team of women and to Nepal where I would 'finally stand with my sister while she introduced me to 10,000 people! I was the first to speak at the 10 year celebration of "You Said Go Ministries" missionary work in Nepal. (This ministry was built by God and by David and Rhonda Knox, my sister, who connected with a couple in Nepalgung Nepal. It's an amazing story)

PAST: Until my mother insisted that I go to the country where her and my daddy initially began their journey in the early 1980's, I am not sure I would have truly ever gone. My mom has a way of making everything sound so exciting. I love that about her. She is a great encourager. So, together we went, 2 different times just to see the people she fell in love with many years ago.

Three years ago, I did not even know how to spell Tegucigalpa, much less have a desire to visit. However, while I was in Grove, Oklahoma attending the "Gathering of Eagles" conference at Grove Christian Center, I met Pastor Roberto Ventura. It was there that Bro. Roberto heard my voice while he was coming down the hall of the church. I was 'preaching' in the morning session. Later that day, through his English speaking daughter Emma, he wanted to tell me that I had the influence of my daddy in the delivery of my message, yet the sound of my mother in my tone. (I find both a compliment.) While we stood there, he continued to tell me that he did not remember meeting me years ago. He did, however, say that he might have remembered that I wore some type of cowboy hat! But he had never heard me 'preach'. (I was married and gone from GCC since 1985 after my first marriage, I never returned to live in Grove.) But it was in  that moment where Bro. Roberto invited me to come to their church called Gerizim in Tegucigalpa. I agreed, not because I felt I was qualified or honestly, that I really wanted to go, but it was just as the scripture says; "He shall turn the heart of the children to the Fathers." This daughter's heart finally turned after many years of doing my 'own' thing. I silently spoke to the air after walking away and said, "Ok, daddy, I will go."

It was the young Honduran man, sitting on his knees during worship that caught my attention at this conference in Grove, even with all the people who attended from all over the world. It was an amazing time…..there hasn't been another event like this. I will never forget. And I will never forget that visual of this young man in total worship before our living God.
It was David Martinez but at that time I didn't even know his name.  Strangely, he was positioned on the floor directly where my daddy used to stand while he was alive and pastoring GCC. Later, we briefly met, but not many words were shared. WE just enjoyed the 'ministry' during the conference, just like everyone else. It was a moment in time. A divine one that is.

I cherish the heart of this young man and after 3 years of contemplation, I find myself on a journey neither of us ever expected.

PRESENT: March 2014

I get off the plane for my third visit now to Tegucigalpa. My team of 4 and myself make it through customs and waiting on the other side I hear, "MOM!"

This time, I specifically come to see my 'son', David. From the minute we get off the grounds of the airport, he begins telling me about all the things he would have for us to do. While my legs are still trying to gain my footing from flying, he leads us to the school bus!? "You didn't tell me you got a school bus, David, that will take so much gas", I said.  "Oh, don't worry, mom" he says.

First day….only here a few hours…..and He says, "Oh, and tonight, mom you will preach." And I do, in the dark! The entire city lights blackout, not minutes before I step up to preach…fortunately, I preached about "The City set on a Hill for all to See!" From Isaiah 60.  (It talks all about the darkness! you should read it.) I preach by candlelight and flashlights, never able to see my Bible, God graces me with a message despite the adversity. Oh, and we are located in the highest crime related spot in the city of Tegucigalpa.
L to R--Tanner Linn, David Martinez, Holly Miller, Pastor of THIS newly planted church Oscar Ordonez Caceres, Tanner Ligon. Bottom left to right….Candice Anderson and Tiffany Massey.

It is dark. This photo is shot by a flash camera. Only holding my Bible, not reading from it.  Finally I put it down. David Martinez interpreting for me. He is a great interpreter!

David has a heart for the poorest of the poor, a huge desire to start a school, and an even stronger desire to build an orphanage. This young guy, at the age of 24, desires to do what looks impossible, but I believe I will live to see all that he desire to do. His desire is just like Jesus asked. Feed, clothe and love. This photo is on the road to the Garbage Dump!

This particular day, the Crespo family provided 50 meals for us to hand out. (Unfortunately, there is not enough for all to be fed.) It is an incredible sight to see. The stanch smell hits us in the face as we approach, but it is soon forgotten when they come running with excitement because we have food. Many 'work' and live here. The 'work' is to find plastic and metal and anything else of 'value'…….sad.
Yes, that is a 'sea' of trash behind the people…..it goes on for acres and acres!

I so very much LOVE this team! Tanner Linn from Grove, Tiffany Massey from Houston, Tanner Ligon (back to the camera) Grove, Candice Anderson from Wichita and me, the 'momma'. I love it! 

They still give smiles even under their circumstances.  The little one in the pink hat I want to bring home! 

Passing out the food lasts moments.

This is a child of the 22 member family David found one day while just driving around the area past the garbage dump to witness for Jesus. Among his search, he found Margaretta's beloved family.
David Martinez and Alician

Just going with the flow of another 'usual day' for David, we have to first stop at his favorite Chinese restaurant to pick up a huge order of fried rice. Once we get to the the destination,  I can see now why.
Catuluna….a place located in Tegucigalpa mountains. Priceless treasures we see. 

We were able to bring lots of goodies to them, as David shared with me certain needs prior to our coming. It is fun to watch them try on their 'new' clothes…….little Jose Louis has a new pair of jeans that are slightly big, so he finds a belt which only allowed me to see that Jose' needs a better belt!

At least 12 live in this little house. The smaller room to the left is the kitchen. No running water and no stove. But Margaretta, locks it up nonetheless before we all take off for church. 

I love her!! Oh my goodness, look at her boots! She is so cute and she does not want to share her rice!

Margaretta, momma is handing out the clothes. There is excitement in the air and I am full of tears. 

Five members of the family not photographed.

This is the packing in, just before David drives off without the Photographer!!

But we found a place for her, right in the front with me!! NOW, we can go to church! 

"ETCHED BY GRACE"

As I face the close of this year, I feel it compelling to share this incredible journey of going to the other side of the World......twice, in just 38 days apart from the other.

This letter is not just about me, but rather about how God used you to be one of the greatest and richest blessings in my life, as you were so much a part of my 2013. (You know who you are) Your gift produced much as you blessed me and also touched the two countries I traveled to, simply because you gave. 

I never considered myself a missionary, ever. 

I will not use the cliche’ about being on the field of missions that, “they changed me” though they did effect my life forever. India did not ‘change’ my life, nor did Nepal ‘change’ my life. It was the experience of having to take a hard look at myself while preparing and enduring the eight months 'waiting' once I committed in January to GO, that changed my life.  I had to take a deeper look at obedience toward my Redeemer. I had to completely and totally trust God in every single area, and swallow a whole lot of pride when it came to performance, in uncharted territory. God walked me through every single solitary step.

I told my Bible study group; I feel that the missionaries are not the ones going to the field, but rather we meet the missionaries when we get there. The truest and most faithful people I have ever met are in the most impoverished places, far on the other side of the World leading people to Christ almost daily. “This” missionary is not doing what they are doing, so therefore I feel that though I went to them, they actually led me to what is most important. The importance is people, near and far.

I will never forget the gesture of a somber beautiful woman dressed in a vibrant red sari, with a portion of the shawl covering her head as she was leaning over to sweep the dust from the solid ground. She realized that I was trying to capture her picture so she stopped and she stood up with a graceful pose and smiled with a slight tilt of her head. Then once I captured the shot, she placed her hand over her chest, as she nodded to thank me, for simply taking her picture. The language barrier has no boundaries with love and acceptance.

While in India, I was completely and totally captivated at the sights, around me. The poverty and the riches of spirit, caused a stirring in my heart. Amongst the dirt, the filth, the deficiency and the stanch smell that flows through the entire third world, it did not disgust me for some strange reason, but rather it moved me to tears of Joy that I could be right here, in this very moment.  It placed me in a bubble of ‘awe’. I was encompassed and smitten by every single sight. I was taken into a whole other realm, so much so that I never really noticed until I came home to America. I cried many times within, because of their lifestyle and their culture and most of all their lack. The only thing that mattered to me while I was there, was to touch the souls that I flew across the world to see, and to do my very best to assist and lead the 'team' the Lord put together. We were there to serve. It was an effortless job; we were unified. Five women of diverse lives, with one solid focus, Jesus. We were favorably protected and incredibly used in just 48 short hours of constant ministry during the Women With a Mission conference. (a day was cut due to a riot in Adrah Pradesh state. It was all over possession of land! But the threat was so high, the chances of a road block could last for hours if not days.) 

One poignant moment for me during the conference is undeniably when I was tested, during an unexpected moment when I was 'suppose' to lead the Inspirational message toward the finish of the days events. I assumed since I had allowed 2 others to speak in one of my time slots, I didn’t need to stress over having to speak again that day. But, I was still asked to speak. The moment was honestly a bit frustrating as I was given the stern suggestion that I needed to conclude. (Indians can be very blunt and can sound rude, but it’s just the way part of their culture) So, with a smile on my face I leaned into the powerful, Prati (whom I love dearly) and said; “I will do whatever it is you are desiring for me to do, for these women.” 
I began to pray fervently!! haha….. I approached the podium and said; “Open to Genesis 1.” My sidekick buddy Candice thought; “Oh no, she's gonna cover the entire Bible, from Genesis to Revelations”!! I turned to give her the 'look' of….OK, here we go!

But really, the only thing that struck me at that moment was the reassurance that GOD is my everything! He is in my beginning and He will be until the end. I didn't cover the entire Bible, I covered the facts on the genuineness of who He is. He never lets me down and He didn't do so at that very moment. He reigned. I literally sensed this 'bubble' around me. Remember, I was in a realm. From the take off to the landing in Bangalore, back to the USA. 

Though my words could never convey the experience as I lived it. I can tell you, it was an amazing journey. From being asked to speak in a village church the very Sunday after arriving on Saturday. This too was not on the schedule, but I agreed whole heartedly to speak about my favorite subject! The Baptism of the Holy Spirit. (I know my daddy was smiling from ear to ear, as he leaned over the portals of heaven to watch his baby girl.)

Then there was the unexpected stop, at a family's house where I needed to 'relieve myself’ because we were stuck in the van for hours! Our interpreter knew the house and the couple. Amazingly, before leaving the couples house, the homeowner had asked me to pray for he and his wife. John, the interpreter did not interpret as I was praying, he just allowed me to pray. It was not until I got back in the van that John told me that the homeowner specifically hoped and desired that I pray for their finances. John told him; “That is most of what she had prayed for." 

John tells me that this couple had just converted to the Christian faith and he was starting to question this 'God faith' until God in this urgency used me to pray over this home and family. John said; that moment was marked for that man, as he knew quite possibly that God just might be the real thing. A complete stranger from America in need of a potty can still be used by God. I pray for him still. 

I can’t even begin to tell you of the many lives that we physically had the opportunity to touch. Women in both India and Nepal, are desperate for love and prayers and personal edification. WE literally would find ourselves buried in a swarm of women.  If you were to touch just one, to pray for her, the floodgate would open, until you literally could not get out of the mass of precious and desperate women. It’s humbling and it’s also very rewarding to think that maybe you just might have something to say or pray that could change the heart of that person.

My eyes found the saddened eyes of a 21 year old grieving mother who had just lost her son, after watching him slowly die from an enduring sickness. (Actually there was no money for hospital care to save the young boy. It’s just the fate for most in India.) While I was speaking, our eyes met, and it was not the first time, as I seem to have a radar for the wounded. I called her up to the front and began to tell her of the love of God. I told her many things, but what I do remember most is telling her how very much the Lord was shining the light of his love on her as she committed herself to be in the midst of His presence. With tears of pain, coming from her dark brown eyes, I began to cry right along with her. I kept telling her how much she was loved by the Father and how she was not forgotten. (Women in India feel they have no value, most are unwed with children, or abandoned by the men. Almost all of them are abused and many never seem to feel that they will ever be loved.) So, there she stood just a few days after her sons death she came to the conference because her son told her to please not be sad, as he was going to be with Jesus. Then he told her, “Mom, you’ve got to be strong, because you have to make sure all the people in the village make it to heaven so I can see them again.” He had become a little evangelist in his village and had lead many to Jesus.

THe India Gospel League is doing incredible things in the impoverished country of India. 

I did not have even a slight hint of what I would truly be able to experience. In fact, I tried to reason with God, and with former short term mission folks to try and comprehend what I was about to embark on, but nothing can prepare you for tomorrow except what you prepare for, today. 

Last but certainly not least, before leaving the area of Andrah Pradesh, we had one last stop. It was to a little village church where our team was asked to come for the church dedication. When our van arrived at 7:00am in the morning we stood among thirty or more beautiful Indian people. I heard Benny say; "Mrs. Holly Miller will you please come and lead the prayer for the dedication." I said; "Sure"……..I walked to the second step of the bright blue building (they call a Life Center, instead of a church) and began to pray as I lifted my hands to heaven. Then, handed to me on a small rectangular plate full of beautiful flowers petals were a pair of scissors laying on top. Benny then asked me to cut the ribbon which was taped across the front door. (Benny is India Gospel Leagues Missions director) As we entered, Benny again asked me to please come unveil the first of two covered plaques which were set in stone on the walls of the small church. The first plaque was a Thank you, Consortium from Wichita's contributors, and it was etched in black granite. (granite is like a common stone in India, much like our 'concrete'). The second plaque was on the other side of the door. By now, I was becoming a little embarrassed that he was having me do everything. But I just went along with their request. As I pulled the yellow cloth over to the side and began to read the black granite plaque, I suddenly fell to my knees and began to cry. On the plaque it read; "Opened at dedicated by Mrs. HOLLLY MILLER & TEAM, USA.  On August 30, 2013"……..Honestly, I was so humbled and overwhelmed, I could barely pull myself together. Not only did God approve of my name being forever etched, the people of I.G.L also approved and that filled me with complete gratitude. I still get teary today.
As Team India prayed over the young Pastor and his wife and two beautiful boys, all I could picture was my mom and my dad, and all the years they sowed seeds of love into missions. The infiltration of my days in India were settled in my Spirit and I felt like I was floating.  
WE left shortly after the prayer. 
This mission consumed me for 8 long months prior to leaving the USA and I questioned God daily if He approved of my efforts.   
As I sat in the van while we were driving away, I watched those precious people stand in front of their bright blue, humble Life Center and I watched them wave with a grace that is forever etched in my heart like that stone. I sat and shook my head in total gratitude.

As I close in writing this very lengthy reflection,  I am preparing my heart for whatever is next. I wish I could just pick up and go every time my spirit soars to a country in need, (which is often) but that would not only be extreme, it would not be feasible.
GOD, placed me in this particular mission and He is going to place me again, as I know now why I go. Not just because He tells me to, or even ask me to. I go because everything inside of my being cries out to GIVE OF MYSELF, because of HIM. I do not think I can make that much of a difference, but I am certain that if I put myself out there, it just might be the very time that GOD uses me to touch just one life. As you have touched mine.
Thank you!
(Pieces of Nepal news is in the following blog. That mission is full of many supernatural acts of God. It could easily be a manuscript for a book)