The current (Tuesday) temperature in Nome is 13° but it feels like -3° when you factor in the 40 mph wind gusts. As I lay in my bottom bunk I can hear the children screaming. That’s what the wind passing the corner of the upper bedroom sounds like. What if that sound mirrors the hearts of children screaming for freedom from incest and suicide and the seemingly-inevitable alcoholic future? Those tiny voices calling for help. Who will come?
What is the best way to break this cycle? We’ve spent the week engaging with the schools and working with their children. Every year at this time Brenda comes with a group of short-term missionaries – only a few of which are repeat participants – to reinforce the love of Jesus, but I’m not naive enough to believe my work will be enough.
Brenda’s vision is to serve the women and girls in Nome and the surrounding villages and to help raise then up out of the cycle of incest and all the lies the enemy plants in the hearts of those people as a result. Would you pray freedom for every woman and girl in this area?
wow.......heartwrenching. I will pray.
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