Dream Come True

Our second trip to the Himalayas was one of the greatest experiences of my life! One day three of us took a hike up to a point above the tree line. From here we could see peaks that towered over 20,000 ft. high.

Later that night Jai (pictured below) said, “It was so beautiful that if we hiked any further, I thought we would see the face of God.”

In many ways, we did see God this week … He healed us of our sicknesses, gave us strength for the journey, revealed His beauty through the mountains, the snow, the rivers, the stars, the trees, and the people, and He touched our hearts with the power of his presence. One of the boys wrote a thank you note to the Storehouse Trust (a group that financially sponsored our trek). This is an excerpt from his letter:

“My dream was to go and see the snow peaked mountains in my own country and I got that opportunity. You really helped me to get one of my biggest dreams to come true. I was really thirsty for God, and at the end … my thirst is quenched and my relationship with God has become much stronger. Thank you!”

In spite of hiking about 70 kilometers in five days, we also spent a lot of personal time with God. On the last night, several of the guys talked about how good it had been for their souls to spend time with God. Here, in the shadow of the Himalayas, a group of orphan boys were making commitments to read their Bibles, pray, and serve other people. The beauty of our physical surroundings was astonishing, but what gripped my heart most tightly was to hear that these young men were longing for intimacy with the Creator of all of these things … and that these longings … these dreams … were coming true.

One morning as I watched the sun come up over the peaks that had been dusted with snow the night before, the words of Casting Crown’s song, “Who Am I?” came to mind:

Who am I? That the eyes that see my sin, would look on me with love and watch me rise again.
Who am I? That the voice that calmed the sea, would call out through the rain and calm the storm in me.

Not because of who I am, but because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done, but because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean, a vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling, Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And You've told me who I am.
I am Yours.

May we remember today who we are and Whose we are … and may our dreams come true as our desires become His desires!