tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14644708071872512132024-03-12T17:59:06.866-07:00Embracing the Father's HeartJustice for Orphans- James 1:27
Changing a Child's Destiny through AdoptionTelma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.comBlogger75125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-82230395775105204772010-07-04T21:43:00.000-07:002010-07-04T21:47:31.957-07:00Meier Family, welcoming their new daughters from Ethiopia!As most of you are aware, Rachel and Marcus are returning with their two new girls, Minnie and Bee, from Ethiopia on Sunday afternoon. If you would like to help in any way, please contact Telma Loux or Anna Sorge. Attached is a meal plan if you would like to make them a meal. Rachel and Marcus are so blessed by your friendship and your prayers. They appreciate you all so very much. Please continue to prayer for a smooth transition for their family. Blessings<br /><br />Telma and Anna<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/TDFjRX11mbI/AAAAAAAAAa4/VH3iUzWrAks/s1600/2963_1088691829331_1587528457_183100_4092590_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/TDFjRX11mbI/AAAAAAAAAa4/VH3iUzWrAks/s320/2963_1088691829331_1587528457_183100_4092590_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490278570850097586" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.volunteerspot.com/login/entry/119-6228166380"> <img src="http://www.volunteerspot.com/images/signup.gif" border="0"> </a>Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-83055277696084634512010-04-28T13:38:00.000-07:002010-04-28T13:50:30.661-07:00Update :)Hello folks, sorry haven't really blogged in a long time. Been keeping busy. But below is an update! Enjoy :)<br /><br />September of 2009, I applied to do Compassion Disciple Training School (DTS) through Youth With a Mission (YWAM) in Kona Hawaii. This DTS basically addressed the issue of poverty and injustice in our world. It’s a 6-month training, 3 months of lecture phase and 3 months of field assignment. For the first three months, every week, we’d have different speakers come and talk on different subjects, such as Fear of the Lord, Father Heart of God, Love of God, Kingdom of Heaven, etc. For 12 weeks, I learned different things about God, who He is, His nature and characteristics. Those three months were so key point in my life, because it was during that time that I learned to be His daughter, let Him love me without resisting Him, and it was a time where I learned to love God and dive deeper and deeper into Him! Before I applied for this DTS, I always had a heart for Africa, so I knew Africa would be the place I’d go for outreach. So, the last 3 months, God called me to Rwanda, and it was there that I worked with a lot of kids! While in Rwanda, our team worked with a few churches, helped built a church, did door to door ministry, worked with street children, visited a Mother Theresa Orphanage, and helped worked with ex-prostitutes. But the highlight of my outreach was going to the Mother Teresa Orphanage! Wow, I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw all the children, under the age of 4. Three words popped in my head: dirty, stinky, and sick. I felt so helpless, so much pain and hurt for them. Then the feeling of the Father’s love for each and everyone of them overwhelmed me and I knew right then and there that it wasn’t right that those kids had to go through the feeling of not being loved and cared for. All they want is someone to love them and for the 45 minute visit there, that’s what I did: held them, cried and laughed with them, and prayed that someday, somehow they would understand that there is Someone out there that loves and truly cares for them, even if the world looks at them as “outcasts.” I’m so grateful that that I was able to go to Rwanda. It definitely opened my eyes to see the world in God’s eyes!<br /><br />I'm back home now and am praying for the next step of my life. But as if now, I'm home with my family, and we are just trusting in Jesus, and letting Him lead us! Thank you for those who've supported and prayed for our family during this time!<br /><br />P.S. below are just a few pictures for you!<br /><br />Much blessings,<br />Telma<br />James 1:27<br /><br />My outreach team!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ifcOrK64I/AAAAAAAAAaY/1Oe2tYpNLMQ/s1600/26043_381787119268_642434268_3568636_2171391_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ifcOrK64I/AAAAAAAAAaY/1Oe2tYpNLMQ/s320/26043_381787119268_642434268_3568636_2171391_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465293455138417538" /></a><br />Cute little African baby!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ifT4FegcI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ZZZ-eFWtXQU/s1600/24911_1328742626387_1465611872_30907403_4663149_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ifT4FegcI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ZZZ-eFWtXQU/s320/24911_1328742626387_1465611872_30907403_4663149_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465293311635784130" /></a><br />Painting a little girl's finger nails<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ifGrsZ-xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/udT10x83Ijo/s1600/24911_1328742146375_1465611872_30907402_8180960_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ifGrsZ-xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/udT10x83Ijo/s320/24911_1328742146375_1465611872_30907402_8180960_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465293084971105042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ifBwlTUHI/AAAAAAAAAaA/j0XiSMNYkaA/s1600/24911_1328737946270_1465611872_30907389_7991576_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ifBwlTUHI/AAAAAAAAAaA/j0XiSMNYkaA/s320/24911_1328737946270_1465611872_30907389_7991576_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465293000384139378" /></a><br />Pastor Claude and his amazing friend. Amazing couple!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ie3mPdCDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/SniCg4VemrY/s1600/24125_353984319268_642434268_3472799_2551898_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ie3mPdCDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/SniCg4VemrY/s320/24125_353984319268_642434268_3472799_2551898_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465292825809455154" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9iex3QQwKI/AAAAAAAAAZw/XFyphtsVeBE/s1600/24125_353983324268_642434268_3472721_6677798_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9iex3QQwKI/AAAAAAAAAZw/XFyphtsVeBE/s320/24125_353983324268_642434268_3472721_6677798_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465292727297032354" /></a><br />Church up country that we ministered to<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ieqoYHGWI/AAAAAAAAAZo/0sa65O1QJfE/s1600/23434_310913509268_642434268_3329890_579674_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ieqoYHGWI/AAAAAAAAAZo/0sa65O1QJfE/s320/23434_310913509268_642434268_3329890_579674_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465292603044338018" /></a><br />Darlings<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ielHiEusI/AAAAAAAAAZg/_c2apIA3bfs/s1600/17149_297269789268_642434268_3282104_6764629_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ielHiEusI/AAAAAAAAAZg/_c2apIA3bfs/s320/17149_297269789268_642434268_3282104_6764629_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465292508328409794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ieKFHPQgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/O7NMiViM9oQ/s1600/17149_284584594268_642434268_3240725_245281_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9ieKFHPQgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/O7NMiViM9oQ/s320/17149_284584594268_642434268_3240725_245281_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465292043822514690" /></a><br />My outreach team<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9id6IPDOjI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gHuCyPIS1Ic/s1600/9620_177560978652_528088652_3688177_5791631_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9id6IPDOjI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gHuCyPIS1Ic/s320/9620_177560978652_528088652_3688177_5791631_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465291769782680114" /></a><br />Our Compassion DTS family<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9idylI9BVI/AAAAAAAAAZI/TRpPufW2gVo/s1600/8819_172783362278_685912278_4088016_3743665_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/S9idylI9BVI/AAAAAAAAAZI/TRpPufW2gVo/s320/8819_172783362278_685912278_4088016_3743665_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465291640102782290" /></a>Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-33365508561841083582009-11-13T16:26:00.000-08:002009-11-13T16:48:48.005-08:00Newsletter Update!Aloha Friends and Family!<br /><br />Life in YWAM is wonderful! In the past 7 weeks, I have learned so much about who I am in God and what His heart is toward me. After this next month, I will be heading out on my outreach which will be Rwanda. But before we reach Rwanda, we'll be stopping in France and Brussels, Belgium. The Lord is leading us to share the Gospel and the message of unification, restoration, and reconciliation between the nations of Rwanda, France and Belgium due to the Genocide in 1994. Its so awesome to see what God is doing and I am so looking forward to being able to work with young people who share the same passions and desires as me!<br /><br />I am so thankful to those of you who have given to make it possible for me to attend Compassion DTS. I know you have given sacrificially to me and I surely do not take that for granted. Although, my first three months have been covered financially, I am still believing the Lord to provide the money needed for my outreach. The total cost of my outreach is $6,000, I've paid $2,500 of it therefore all I will be needing is $3,450.If you would pray about partnering with me on this wonderful venture I would be so thankful and blessed! Again, I know that those of you who have given to me have made great sacrifices to do so and I promise to make my time in YWAM one that produces much fruit!<br /><br />God bless you all and please remember me in your prayers! Thank you so much!<br /><br />Love in Jesus,<br /><br />TelmaTelma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-33366467608292559562009-10-08T00:31:00.001-07:002009-10-08T01:06:25.510-07:00God's Precious PearlTonight, our Compassion DTS did an outreach. We split up into small groups. My 4 friends and I grouped up together, prayed, and went into town to witness. We walked for awhile. On our way back to campus, I pointed to a lonesome woman working in a pearl store. We all walked up and started talking to her. Her name was Mokihanaleialoha (Mokihana). She shared about her life: She was an only child, her family lived in the back of her step-dad's pickup truck on the beach for awhile. When she was 17, she got pregnant, barely made it out of high school, went through a hard time, trying to raise a baby while at the same time, make a living. She also shared about her baby's father, David who is an alcoholic. She is having to work two jobs in order to provide schooling for her little son, pay the rent, buy food, etc. One of the girls asked Mokihaha if we could pray for her and she starting bawling. We prophesied over her life and the calling the Lord has for her, David and their precious little boy (Jeremiah 29:11) We told her there is hope for them and the God will surely bring them together as a family and that their testimony will bring glory to His name! <br /><br />Pray for her! We will be keeping in touch with her, so thats good!<br /><br />What a day! Thank You, Jesus!Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-73632186034267385992009-09-30T15:52:00.001-07:002009-10-08T01:14:17.365-07:00Newsletter, Kona HI, YWAM- DTSAloha Everyone,<br /><br />I wanted to give you an update on what's going on in my life right now. Last week, I began my Discipleship Training School classes in Kona Hawaii. My leaders, Pieter and Dawn Heres are amazing, with such hearts for the poor! They are so passionate about instilling in all of us, a reminder of God's great love for us, as well as how to remain in a place where our identity is fully in Him! I'm also blessed to have great roommates!<br /><br />The Compassion DTS is the internship I chose to attend in YWAM. The focus of the internship aims to address the issues of poverty and injustice in this world. My internship is 6 months long. Three months of my training focus' on teaching and the other three months is hands on training in another area of the world. I have four options of where to do my outreach training. They are Thailand, Rwanda, Cambodia and Columbia. I feel very drawn to Thailand and Rwanda. <br /><br />I am so thankful to those of you who have given to make it possible for me to attend Compassion DTS. I know you have given sacrificially to me and I don't take that for granted.<br />Although, my first three months have been covered financially, I am still believing the Lord to provide the money needed for my outreach. The total cost of my outreach will be $5,000-$6,000. I am required to have my ticket expense of $2,500 by the end of October. If you would pray about partnering with me on this wonderful venture I would be so thankful and blessed! Again, I know that those of you who have given to me have made great sacrifices to do so and I promise to make the most of my time in YWAM one that produces much fruit!<br /><br />God bless you all and please remember me in your prayers! Thank you so much!<br /><br />Love in Jesus,<br /><br />TelmaTelma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-85016776446345080442009-07-17T12:12:00.000-07:002009-07-17T12:20:12.939-07:00IndiaIndia, You serve a myriad of idols, backed by powers and principalities that hold you in bondage. In your cities, the children beg for food and mercy in their shadows. In the villages, little girls’ lives are snuffed out slowly in the presence of their shrines. Evil comes in other forms also. Alcohol and debtor traps ensnare your families and disaster washes up on your shores. Meanwhile, little fingers are applied to dangerous work, limiting educations and stealing childhoods.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SmDO0_5ae9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/N8LVwa5LI-8/s1600-h/atyaaad0zwabortp_s6uns_73futysinqgjhwe6iruhdmnmrz_z2gzyji2hnjhodeylq5nnplhpoxdqpobp6bpd3wfa2ajtu9vcqo_cnaco_tfoa1lnauukjl1x5hg.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SmDO0_5ae9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/N8LVwa5LI-8/s400/atyaaad0zwabortp_s6uns_73futysinqgjhwe6iruhdmnmrz_z2gzyji2hnjhodeylq5nnplhpoxdqpobp6bpd3wfa2ajtu9vcqo_cnaco_tfoa1lnauukjl1x5hg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359510966471654354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SmDO0XUP6oI/AAAAAAAAAY4/e_85lNeidNA/s1600-h/atcaaabxcjaf8guwtdkth7pyxke5eq_inia1hrkwgccjruk_5fkoyzfcpc4g5jgysjikouzqkawv03hz3gryhp1ntzuwajtu9vamvsqxjrt9yzreax-z35p1s9xwia.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SmDO0XUP6oI/AAAAAAAAAY4/e_85lNeidNA/s400/atcaaabxcjaf8guwtdkth7pyxke5eq_inia1hrkwgccjruk_5fkoyzfcpc4g5jgysjikouzqkawv03hz3gryhp1ntzuwajtu9vamvsqxjrt9yzreax-z35p1s9xwia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359510955578354306" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SmDNUodEpNI/AAAAAAAAAYw/mmglPxEOQT8/s1600-h/6a00d83452603569e200e54f7766aa8833-800wi.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SmDNUodEpNI/AAAAAAAAAYw/mmglPxEOQT8/s400/6a00d83452603569e200e54f7766aa8833-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359509310911325394" /></a>Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-56259242099442964772009-04-23T20:53:00.000-07:002009-04-23T21:28:51.630-07:00Care for One Child!I just want to thank God for giving me a special brother! No one believed that this precious boy would ever survive. But no one knew that all he needed was a family who would take the time to love him and make sure that his needs were met! The first time I met him and the first time I held him, he was just a tiny thing, smaller then what a normal five year would look. As the orphanage workers and doctors said "he'll never live." But, is it their place to say that? Only God ordains the life of a child. Right now, I'm listening to my Dad's song, One Child, with tears running down my face, just thinking of this 'one' child who has truly touched my heart! The doctors said he would never do anything but I remember the first day when he crawled up the stairs, I remember the first day he stopped drinking from a dropper and bravely took his first sip from a cup, I remembered the first day he fed himself, I remember the first day he was splashing water everywhere in the tub, making his older brother mad, I remember the first day he pulled my hair just to tease me ;), I remember the first day he took a step, I remember the first day he clapped his hands in excitement, I remember the first day he laughed, and mostly, I remember the first day he smiled at me :) My heart melts within me just thinking about what a wonderful thing God has given to my family! To tell you the truth, I don't think our family would be complete without this dear boy! He's a strong and a brave boy! His name is Ethan Patrick Loux!! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SfE-T4rjPvI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/o2PIWSmBD-Q/s1600-h/n642434268_1564140_7781174.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SfE-T4rjPvI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/o2PIWSmBD-Q/s400/n642434268_1564140_7781174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328108345509494514" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SfE-Ts0EVHI/AAAAAAAAAYI/dHb_UCDGKGc/s1600-h/n642434268_1539221_4535255.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SfE-Ts0EVHI/AAAAAAAAAYI/dHb_UCDGKGc/s400/n642434268_1539221_4535255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328108342323991666" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SfE-Ti07PLI/AAAAAAAAAYA/OXDMVYbz_p4/s1600-h/n642434268_1519987_6792986.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SfE-Ti07PLI/AAAAAAAAAYA/OXDMVYbz_p4/s400/n642434268_1519987_6792986.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328108339643235506" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SfE-TVvPGrI/AAAAAAAAAX4/00NvR3zsLgA/s1600-h/n642434268_1440345_7577061.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SfE-TVvPGrI/AAAAAAAAAX4/00NvR3zsLgA/s400/n642434268_1440345_7577061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328108336129710770" /></a>Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-40023408858069487242009-03-05T19:53:00.000-08:002009-03-05T19:54:08.208-08:00Related to abortion...."A great poverty reigns in a country that allows taking the life of an unborn child, a child created in God's image, created to live and to love. His or her life is not for destroying but for living, despite the selfishness of those who." Mother TeresaTelma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-7840758150988755332009-02-24T15:56:00.001-08:002009-02-24T15:57:40.212-08:00Daily Reflection- Mother TeresaJesus is the Love- to be loved. Jesus is the joy- to be shared!Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-30632166287131932812009-02-22T12:30:00.001-08:002009-02-22T12:30:37.556-08:00Life In God"Keep the joy of loving the poor and share this joy with all you meet. Remember works of love are works of Peace. God Bless you." <br /> - Mother TeresaTelma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-29829134802581529222009-02-12T18:25:00.001-08:002009-02-12T18:36:54.672-08:00My brothers, Ethan and Silas!Ethan and I<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SZTcm6f5MTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GL_brH3xLzg/s1600-h/Ethan+and+I.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SZTcm6f5MTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GL_brH3xLzg/s320/Ethan+and+I.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302105222418084146" /></a><br />Silas and I<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SZTa75F9M4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/sMvVo9NS4kY/s1600-h/Silas+and+I.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SZTa75F9M4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/sMvVo9NS4kY/s320/Silas+and+I.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302103383794856834" /></a><br /><br />Aren't they the cutest thing ever!!Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-27160453207009508532009-02-05T21:00:00.001-08:002009-02-05T21:00:28.700-08:00Quote of the DayI AM LOVED AND I AM A LOVER!!Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-55795139136402972272009-01-15T17:13:00.000-08:002009-01-15T17:22:04.957-08:00ADOPTION CHANGES A DESTINYIntro to Orphan Justice Center (OJC) kick off meeting: we had a meeting, where close to 50 people showed up to hear about adoption, amongst those were families who were in the process of adopting or were thinking about adoption! My mom asked me to share, so people can hear from the side of someone who was adopted and understands what it means to be unloved and unwanted. It was an amazing night! We were able to pray and prophesy over the families that were in the process of adopting and also thinking about adopting! Holy Spirit was there! It was a great night! Below is what I shared at the meeting: <br /><br />"I was adopted when I was 11. My life in the Marshall Islands was hard. My birth mom gave me away when I was a baby. She didn’t know how to care for a girl with special needs. I was born with scoliosis. I am here to testify that adoption changes a destiny. Everything that I lacked when living in the Marshall Islands is gone. I have parents who care and love me so much! There are so many boys and girls who have never experienced love; there are so many who are hungry, don’t have a warm place to go to, they’re desperate for parents. There are those who are dying, who are left out on the streets to rot. These are the ones that no one cares about. But there’s One who loves them so much, and He is the One that is calling you to partner with Him. He’s crying out, asking if there’s one that can share His pain by rescuing these kids. <br /><br />When I was adopted, my parents were leading a house of prayer in Indianapolis. So, not only did God rescue me from poverty and the lack of love, but also He brought me to a place where live prayer and worship really happened. That’s where I truly experienced the Father’s love for me!<br /><br />Adoption is partnering with God. When adopting a child who is unloved, you are partnering with God! By adopting these kids, you are bringing them to a family who can love and cherish them forever! I encourage you this: If I had not been adopted, my life would have gone on a different direction. I would not be the girl that loves God and enjoys life. I would be a girl who would never know the Father’s love or experience what it means to be loved. But because I was adopted and God saw me in that little Island, and He cared so much about me that He rescued me by bringing me to a family that loves and cares for me! This can be you… you could be the one partnering with God by rescuing and loving these kids!! Remember: ADOPTION CHANGES A DESTINY!"Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-62330372339645591812009-01-07T18:35:00.000-08:002009-01-07T18:36:13.472-08:00Amazing Quote"God has created a world big enough for all the lives He wishes to be <br />born. It is only our hearts that are not big enough to want them and <br />accept them. If all the money that is being spent on finding ways to <br />kill people was used instead to feed them and house them and educate <br />them - how beautiful that would be. We are too often afraid of the <br />sacrifices we might have to make. But where there is love, there is <br />always sacrifice. And when we love until it hurts, there is joy and <br />peace." Mother TheresaTelma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-72519672769941630592008-12-18T19:56:00.001-08:002008-12-18T19:56:26.144-08:00Inspiration"Do not be ashamed to serve others because of your love for Jesus Christ, or to appear poor in the world's eyes. Do not count on your won strength;trust God. Do what you can,and God will supply. Take glory neither in money, if you have some, nor in the influential friends, but in God who gives you everything and above all wants to give Himself! Have no pride in your native wit and talent; that would displease God who gave you every good thing that you naturally possess.Reject the thought that you are better than others. <br />The humble are always at peace;the proud are often envious and angry."Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-15226182887264678382008-12-10T08:43:00.000-08:002008-12-10T08:48:05.913-08:00Hope<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/ST_x4G5rEDI/AAAAAAAAAR8/EOry6TjnJDM/s1600-h/paint_hope.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/ST_x4G5rEDI/AAAAAAAAAR8/EOry6TjnJDM/s320/paint_hope.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278203234528989234" /></a><br />This is the second part of the story of the abandoned Asian girl that Akiane first painted when she was nine.<br />After her long communion with God in the mute field she was drawn to the hill of the blossoms where now she rests in a golden dress and smells each fragrant branch.<br />Behind her are foggy lakes, gray sky, gray mountains and sad memories which she’s left behind. But on the top of the hill there’s a spirit of hope and love.<br /><br />Here is a poem also written by Akiane concerning this little girl in the picture:<br /><br />The war in the soil.<br />The seeds are too young to fight.<br />While the eyes breathe<br />the guilty still feel no remorse.<br />The cobwebs with knots.<br />Across the blades of harvest<br />improper dreams wrinkle the childhood.<br />Without any cries<br />and without any touch<br />the cradles are left behind.<br />Bleeding<br />through hopeless unconsciousness<br />it seems that a rainbow gushes through me.<br />And rainbow-colored<br />I leak out onto the hope.<br />A silhouette of the eyes<br />follow me<br />to the warmth of times.<br />Only the innocence<br />grows the conception.<br />Held in dust<br />the pain of wisdom.<br />The trust is through hope.<br />Inside each fragrant branch<br />the colors of loveTelma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-2616282004980936012008-12-09T17:05:00.000-08:002008-12-09T17:25:11.036-08:00Faith<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/ST8YdwBHQrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/z8POmQGDWrg/s1600-h/paint_faith.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/ST8YdwBHQrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/z8POmQGDWrg/s320/paint_faith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964187686355634" /></a><br /><br />This is an amazing picture drawn by a 9 year old girl named, Akiane Kramarik! She was inspired to draw this concerning the orphans that have no place to go. Here is how she put it: "Tied up to a board and thrown out to die on the dirt road<br />the baby girl was crying for days somewhere in Asia before she was found.<br />When I met her many months later I knew at once that I would paint her in an empty field, away from the big city, where she'd find God and love for the first time.<br />I dedicate this painting to all the abandoned babies and children,<br />It is because of our selfishness that they suffer and die." <br /><br />When I read this, it made me want to cry out for those children in the world who have no place to go, no parents to protect, and nothing to eat. This is another reason we need to stand up and embrace these children by bringing them to our home and show them what true love is!!<br /><br />Below is a poem she wrote concerning this girl in the picture:<br /><br />Faith, covering voiceless sun<br />The night cries out loudly<br />And wants me<br />To braid the end together<br />With nightingales' feathers<br />The eyeroots<br />Like unused candles bend<br />battles on each of my hands<br />I am prepared<br />To throw a shield<br />Stairs of remembrance<br />So narrow I slip off<br />Finding an arrow<br />I find myself in a mute field<br />How many stars do we have to own<br />To feel wealthy<br />The blindfolded answers<br />Without question unwind<br />Let the lightning with salty emblems<br />Show the path<br />Tasting your tears<br />Inside your tearducts I hide<br />But why to hide<br />If noone is searching<br />When I sleep<br />On the thawing snow<br />A thorn kisses its torn scars<br />And I pull out an old hair<br />I do not own<br />Riddle verses on every forehead<br />I wake up at the beginning of a year<br />To see that without you<br />I cannot be what I want to be<br />And without me<br />I cannot be<br />What you want me to beTelma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-29031257615306077092008-11-28T10:43:00.000-08:002008-11-28T10:44:11.680-08:00Quote of the DayGive yourself fully to God. He will use you to accomplish great things on the condition that you believe much more in His love than in your own weakness.<br />~Mother TheresaTelma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-6473323505492568992008-11-17T13:54:00.000-08:002008-11-17T13:56:10.997-08:00Wisdom of Mother TeresaA clean heart is a free heart. A free heart can love Christ with an undivided love in chastity, convinced that nothing and nobody will separate it from his love. Purity, chastity, and virginity created a special beauty in Mary that attracted God’s attention. He showed his great love for the world by giving Jesus to her.Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-30239049963531211842008-11-16T20:13:00.000-08:002008-11-16T20:14:02.086-08:00Quote of the dayLove begins by taking care of the closest ones - the ones at home ~Mother TeresaTelma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-85962866695957392622008-11-10T18:48:00.000-08:002008-11-11T05:33:14.563-08:00The Betty Baxter Story Part 2Betty Baxter:<br /><br />I was raised in a Christian home. The greatest miracle that ever took place in my life was not when Jesus healed my crippled, twisted, deformed body but when He saved my soul from sin. As long as I had Jesus in my heart, I could go to heaven even though I was crippled and deformed in my body. But not if I was not saved by the blood of Jesus. My mother loved Jesus with a great love. I believe she understood Jesus better than anyone I ever knew. She seemed to know how to make my faith in Him for Him to heal me someday. My darkest hour came while they were wheeling me down the hospital corridor on a stretcher. The doctor walked up, stopped the stretcher, looked down at me and said, "Betty, we have x-rayed your spine. Every vertebra is out of place, the bones are twisted and matted together. Also you need a new kidney, as long as the old kidney remains you will have pain." Dad said, "No, I am going to do everything in my power to make my child well again but never shall a knife tough my child." I have never had an operation except the one when Jesus did the operating and He doesn’t leave any scars. How wonderful it is when Jesus does something for us; it is always perfect and never leaves any bad effects. "Well, Mr. Baxter," the doctor said, "we can never hope to untangle that mass of bones in Betty’s body. Take her home and let her be as happy as possible." I was eleven years old at that time and had no idea that the doctor was sending me home to die. I looked at him, "Yes, Doctor, but someday God will heal my body. I will be well and strong then." I had faith then for Mom had read God’s Word to me and talked to me about Jesus so that my faith was strong. One of Mom’s favorite scriptures in those days was, "If thou canst believe all things are possible to him that believes." Also, "Nothing is impossible with God." They took me home where the doctor said I would soon die. I grew worse. The pain I had suffered before was nothing compared to what I began to feel after I returned home. I would go blind and for weeks could not see; I would become deaf and could not hear; dumb and could not speak. My tongue would swell, then would be paralyzed. Then the blindness would leave, also the deafness and paralysis of the tongue. It seemed I was caught; some awful power was trying to destroy me. But each day Mom would pray with me and tell me God was able to heal my body.Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-68776285384465401062008-11-10T14:35:00.000-08:002008-11-10T18:48:18.207-08:00The Betty Baxter Story Part 1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SRjyZsjAv-I/AAAAAAAAARc/ukPSSVwdcxw/s1600-h/betty.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SRjyZsjAv-I/AAAAAAAAARc/ukPSSVwdcxw/s200/betty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267226287478456290" /></a><br />I wasn't normal as many other boys and girls. My body was twisted and crippled and deformed. I was born with curve on my spine. Every vertebra was out of place, the bones were twisted and matted together. As I lay in the University hospital, I began to shake all over. It was a sort of trembling at first but soon I was shaking violently from head to toe. I shook out of my bed and fell on the floor. The doctors rushed in and put me back on the bed. They strapped my body to the bed. It didn't keep me from shaking, but it kept me from falling. Day and night, I was strapped to the bed. When the straps were removed my body would be raw and blistered. I know what it means to suffer and feel pain. The doctors kept me on dope so I could endure the pain. When I was born, my heart was not normal. Under the power of dope, it grew worse. Eventually I came to have a heart attack every week. My body would become so accustomed to the dope that it couldn't take full effect. I would bite my lips to keep from screaming because f the pain. Doctors finally took me off dope because it wasn't doing any good. I was only nine. Oh, how long then nights were as I lay racked with pain. Many times, I would twist in the bed struggling for a little relief and feel myself blacking out. Then for hours I would lay unconscious.Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-41290433361585839462008-11-08T21:46:00.000-08:002008-11-08T21:48:41.622-08:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRIEND!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SRZ5n3wb1II/AAAAAAAAAQ0/toscTdFI6pU/s1600-h/100_1369.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SRZ5n3wb1II/AAAAAAAAAQ0/toscTdFI6pU/s400/100_1369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266530540145333378" /></a><br /><br />While in DC, I met someone from Israel. His name is Josef, really sweet! Today is his birthday and he's turning 20... Happy Birthday Josef! May God continue to strengthen you in this year and years to follow! BlessingsTelma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-17932970565945027232008-11-03T19:43:00.000-08:002008-11-03T19:56:09.286-08:00My little Cousin's growing up=(<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SQ_HICXWlvI/AAAAAAAAAQs/POoIKbzm0Xw/s1600-h/Yawning+Baby.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SQ_HICXWlvI/AAAAAAAAAQs/POoIKbzm0Xw/s320/Yawning+Baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264645430307100402" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SQ_GhaMDmPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/EuPXJ8c3JjI/s1600-h/My+baby%27s+growing+up.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SQ_GhaMDmPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/EuPXJ8c3JjI/s320/My+baby%27s+growing+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264644766687271154" /></a>Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464470807187251213.post-13944450058678410422008-11-01T19:30:00.000-07:002008-11-01T19:55:41.245-07:00Jesus Rejected<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SQ0SXs6kM8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/-HGwPvFlFiw/s1600-h/Jesus+on+the+cross.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Msp2aUq22rU/SQ0SXs6kM8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/-HGwPvFlFiw/s320/Jesus+on+the+cross.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263883737869071298" /></a><br /><br />Isaiah 53:3- He was despised and rejected a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief. We turned our backs on him and looked the other way. He was despised, and we did not care.<br /><br />Luke 11:52-54- And as He said these things to them, the scribes and the Pharisees began to assail Him vehemently, and to cross-examine Him about many things, lying in wait for Him, and seeking to catch Him in something He might say, that they might accuse Him.”<br /><br />John 1:11- He came to his own people, and even they rejected him.<br /><br />"Jesus’ life illustrates a simple truth: even if you’re perfect, you will still experience rejection." -Bob Sorge, from "Dealing with rejection and the Praise of Man"<br /><br />I recommend you read this book! Its one of my faves!!Telma Navia Louxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088156467311451202noreply@blogger.com0