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All God’s Children

Dear Friends,

Since May 18th, 2017, I have been absent from this blog. I have constantly reminded myself to “get around to blogging.” I could just never seem to have the time to sit down and write like I had so longed for.

However, three days ago, I received an email from my Gospel for Asia blog team with a new blogging assignment, and this morning the Lord came a-knocking on my heart. He reminded me of all of you readers, of the countless precious souls of Asia, and the length of my hiatus. Basically and simply, He told me I could not get away with it this time. The hounding was hard – the disobedience would be transgression. Thus, today, at 10:25 p.m., I have come to tell you a story. A true story. Frankly, I think true stories are the best. It is the story of a drunkard, a widow and her son, and the peace they found.


The man cackled and nearly collapsed in drunken stupor. His mother watched him helplessly. She knew it was her doing. She had often encouraged drinking and enjoyed a few drinks with her son, Sahdev, but she, Vahini, never imagined consequences this horrendous. The old woman pitied her alcoholic son, who spent all he had on the poisonous liquid.

Vahini knew she was obligated to put an end to Sahdev’s alcoholic rages, drunken shame, and endless addiction. When an idea finally lit up her mind like fire crackers on a moonlight night, she set right to work seeing it through: her son must have a wife. Surely a wife would force him to put aside his useless and ridiculous past time! Yes, a wife must be the answer. Maliciously concealing her Sahdev’s treacherous addiction, Vahini found a young woman named Tanu who, blind to the truth, married Sahdev.

However, much to Vahini’s horror, Sahdev became a violent man, abused his new wife, and his drinking did not cease as hoped. Instead of defending the helpless bride, Vahini sided with her son and watched in silence as he beat her daily. In the midst of this desolation, Tanu became pregnant. When Tanu gave birth to a son, Aakar, her husband died of alcohol poisoning two months later.

Free of her chains, Tanu hoped to live in precious peace, but no peace came. Vahini became the villain of our story and mercilessly blamed Tanu for the death of her son. Tanu, afraid for her child and her life, resisted and begged to remain in Vahini’s home, yet in response to her helpless plea, she was beaten for simply asking for help. Fleeing desperately, Tanu returned to her mother and father’s home: in the slums (pictured left – photo credit: http://www.yourarticlelibrary.com). Graciously welcoming their daughter and grandson, Tanu’s parents brought a smile to Tanu’s weary face.

Due to India’s cruel and unfair “caste system,” Tanu and her family were classified as “dalit” or “untouchables.” Essentially cursed by their fellow man, it was difficult for Tanu to find a job to help support her family. Acting as any kind-hearted father would towards his little girl, Tanu’s father, Chandrakiran worked as a daily wage laborer, a job someone of his social caste is confined to.

When Aakar became old enough to go to school, Tanu and her parents simply could not pull enough money together to give the child a proper education. Even when enrolling Aakar into free public school, the cost of the supplies crippled their finances. Heartbroken for her little boy, Tanu was desperate.

Seeing one of her neighbors sending her children to school one day, Tanu demanded to know how they managed the costs. The neighbor explained that her children attend Gospel for Asia’s Bridge of Hope Sponsorship program. Feeling a wave of relief for the first time in many days, Tanu enrolled Aakar in the program in June, 2013. For the first time, Aakar received a birthday gift, school supplies, and an education of which many children his age of dreamed (from my resource I learned only forty percent of all people in India can read). Tanu and Aakar (pictured right – photo credit: Gospel for Asia Blog Team) continually receive God’s love, compassion, and redemption everyday from the Bridge of Hope Program. Tanu says that she has the biggest hopes in the world for her son. She believes he will grow to be a kind man who loves others more than himself and will choose a different path than his father, Sadhev. “I can see that my child is improving in his studies and learning good habits through the Bridge of Hope center. I only wish that my child will grow up [to be] a good companion and never ever become addicted to alcohol or any kind of bad habits,” said Tanu after she enrolled her precious son. 

The courage of a mother determined to fight for her son and for her life, the acceptance and love of grandparents who had a heart to give the willingness of sponsor in a different land who brought joy into the life of this beautiful child, and the love and care of our Lord Jesus who never lets go, gave this story a happy ending.  


“But Jesus called the children to him and said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.”

– Luke 18:16


I look at the world around me. It chills my bones. It breaks my heart. It makes the hair on the back of my neck prick up.

Then I look at a child. I see the little girl: ribbons in her hair, pigtails flying, and her cheeky grin making her eyes disappear beneath the ear to ear glee. I see the little boy: laughing at a joke that was not even funny, climbing to the top of the playground, and yelling for all to hear. I see the infant giggle for the first time. The gloom in my heart scatters. I see the little girl beg me to come to her tea party. The despair fades. I see the little boy ramming his truck into your shin. The depressing reverie turns to abundant laughter.

When Jesus told the world that the kingdom of God belongs to the children, He told us that the kingdom of God is full of laughter, light, innocence, joy. It is seething with belief, trust, and dependence.

The kingdom of God does not belong to the adolescent or the adult. The kingdom of God is not full of worry, concern, depression, cynicism and independence.

It belongs to the children.

Children like Aakar who need the love and care God designed them to receive.

 I believe that God created children to be bundles of joy that would even out the worry and concern of two grown people.

The children of the world, the beautiful children of the world need us.

Joshie

The little smiles of the world need us.

John John

The minds who believe they can do anything need us.

Tanu and Aakar as a young child

The ones who make us smile and forget everything during tragedy need us.

I love you, Baby D!

The ones who laugh at the simplest things need us.

And from the arguments I just raised, I would say that we need them just as much.

Maybe even more so.

To all the children of the world,

Emily 🙂 – signing off

P.S. You can help a little one in need by sponsoring a child, donating to crisis funds, or whatever means you may feel God is calling you to give via one of the following organizations (these are ones I know of) and many more around the world:

Compassion International

Holt International

Gospel for Asia’s Bridge of Hope

Samaritan’s Purse

P.P.S. I promise that by the end of this week I will hopefully have a post regarding my absence since the beginning of May and the lessons I’ve learned. I hate leaving everyone hanging for two months. I will talk to you soon! Sending you much love 🙂

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Laugh at the Days to Come

Hey guys! Today I am going to post! Yes, I am. I haven’t posted in a long while, and I’ve come down with another serious case of BPS again like that one time (click HERE for that). But, that just means that God’s got something awesome talk about through me today.

So, here goes.


I’m currently writing a story with a girl I met over social media named Elle. We’ve been writing a story POV style over email about two elves named Eliath and Calathiel. My elf name is Eliath and her’s is Calathiel. We started writing the story about less than a month ago and it already has 14 pages combined! We’ve been having a lot of fun writing it together and we’ve been praying for each other and encouraging each other while we’ve been at it. But something in our story really caught my eye that I thought would help me explain my topic today. In the middle of the story, Eliath feels worthless in the world. Her best friend is gone, her parents are dead, and she’s feeling hopeless and worth absolutely nothing. Calathiel tries to comfort her, but Eliath doesn’t want to believe that she really could be more than nothing. She really feels defeated. Here’s an excerpt:


“Eliath.” I turned around abruptly. Calathiel was standing there, hands folded on her chest. I turned back toward the sun. “Beautiful morning, isn’t it?” she inquired. “Indeed,” I replied. “I never get up this early and I barely heard you leave camp,” she said, rather sleepily. I muttered another “mm” and kept watching the sun ascend into the sky. “Why are you troubled?” she asked. I turned and looked into her face, wondering what to say next. I decided that it was hard to look at her and find an answer, so I looked back towards the sun. “Why shouldn’t I be troubled?” I asked. “My best friend is gone, my Ada and Emel are dead, and I may never see either of them again. I am alone in the world – no one else but I.” She stumbled for things to say and before she could, Aragorn called to us. I ran down the hill and soon after Calathiel walked down.

-Excerpt from Eliath Part 2 of the Story that we haven’t given a title yet 😛


This piece really gave me a good way to start this post – especially with my annoying BPS. Hence not posting in like FOREVER. Ahem.

So, my main point here is that the same state that Eliath was in in our story is the same way everyone feels at least once in their life. I’ve felt it, you’ve probably felt it, and people you know have probably felt it, too. We feel worthless at times for our misdeeds or mistakes. I know I have like, for sure!

It’s all about our dignity in Christ.

One of the scriptures that I read about dignity was this:

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Dignity in who we are is extremely important as daughters of Christ. In fact, I recently finished reading the novel Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand about Louis Zamperini the great Olympic runner and American POW. In the text, Hillenbrand discusses the main target the Japanese and Nazis put on their POW’s and Jewish prisoners in war camps: dignity. Nazis shaved women’s heads, Japanese starved POW’s and made them do humiliating things while officers laughed. It was simple: strip victims of their dignity and strip them of their humanity.

The Japanese understood how significant dignity was to our humanity. It gives us the confidence in ourselves – it allows us to know who we are.

Dignity is a gift from God himself.

Christ gives us dignity so we can know who we are when we’re in the midst of beautiful girls our own age that look us up and down with faces of disgust. So we can know who we are when we have to give truth and are a little embarrassed to do so. So we can know who we are when everyone else thinks we’re “weird.” Am I right?

Now don’t get me wrong, we shouldn’t feel like top dogs and walk around with our noses in the air. I don’t mean that :). What I mean is, we can have the humility to understand our place in the Kingdom of God and remember who’s got our back. So we can walk with dignity knowing that we are daughters of the Most High God.

We know who God has made us to be, so we can laugh at the days to come. We know that our value is great. Therefore, shouldn’t we be exhilarated at that thought? I know I am!

So, that’s the next part of our story (what do you think, Elle 😀 ). Where Eliath realizes that she is worth more than gold (I love you Britt Nicole 🙂 ). She is no longer afraid to rescue her best friend and she is ready for anything. She knows who she is. Just like we’re all learning our place in the Kingdom! Jesus has special plans for us – just wait and see.

I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master’s business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you.

– John 15:15

Namárië,

Emily Greenleaf 😛

P.S. I know this post wasn’t super long, but I really felt God pushing me to write this as soon as I read it this morning. Plus, I got some heat from the enemy as my wifi was out for like 2 whole hours after I started writing it! And, I came down with a case of BPS. But, God always has a way of getting his point across to me and maybe one of you guys out there. I know I needed this just as much as anyone of you. Every time I write a post it seems to be mostly for me than it is for anyone else. That’s a lesson I’ve learned big time! Adios, gang. Until we meet again!