Saturday, 07 June 2014 18:50

New Life

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“Teacher, I don’t know what happened, but I don’t get angry anymore when someone mistreats me,” one of our girls told me on  our  bike ride. “Something inside me tells me that they have a hurt heart and that I should talk back nicely. So I smile and they ask me why and I say that I am practicing a new life.” Something inside me moved. Did she indeed get new life? The joy at a new saved soul, the one we have been praying for for over a year, grew. “Today God helped me teach Sunday school,” she said. I don’t yell at the students and they behaved so well. Someone inside me was telling me how to teach.” She indeed had done a very wonderful job teaching the little ones.  “I tell you, I have new life!”

Tuesday, 06 May 2014 18:51

God’s protection!

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Avoda: Homberg home…after 9 p.m…Here’s what happened: Ploy was sleeping in her room. Sao came in and froze. There was a venomous snake coiled up very near her. Sao was able to awake and alert Ploy right on time. The snake was taken care of (with a very thick Law book) and it was wonderful to see how God orchestrated every detail to keep Ploy and others away from harm. 


Tuesday, 06 May 2014 18:50

God answers prayers

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He really really does. We have been praying and hoping for a someone to help with our website. God went above and beyond. We have an amazing group of people from all around the world (Canada, France, India, Singapore, and the U.S.) to help with exactly that! They are in training for ‘Business as Missions’ and Avoda is their hands-on training.

Tuesday, 22 April 2014 18:52

Christ is RISEN!!! REJOICE!!!

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Jesus Resurrection was exactly on the biblical First Fruit Festival. Here we write what we intend to give Jesus this year….

Early in the morning, God gave us a special time together and with His Word. 

Praise the Lord!!!


Tuesday, 15 April 2014 18:53

Reward according to the labor….

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….and every man shall receive his own reward according to his own labor…   1 Corinthians 3:8

…And EVERY man… regardless of age, occupation, gender and abilities…

This month brought us a lot of contemplation’s on rewards…

Some people come, some go away… Last month we said:”Goodbye and see you later..” to our brother in Christ,for someone Grandfather,Father,husband,brother,friend,village chief. “My father in law, received Christ eight years ago. He was not only a beloved village chief, in his time he started a church in the Golden Triangle, helped set up a Day Care Center for teens and planted seeds for a teen project in communist Laos. He has gold awaiting in heaven.

“I got joy down in my heart…” I looked down at the 3 year old in front of me in surprise. Could it be her? “Deep deep down in my heart…” Wow! This little Burmese girl was  praising God in English! She took a guitar and started strumming it with all her strength, singing the song again.


Friday, 14 March 2014 18:36

Life in a Burmese Refugee Camp

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As we neared the location, I could see hundreds of wooden houses one upon another lined around huge mountain sides. Thousands of Burmese are hidden away behind a wall guarded by soldiers. These people have neither Burmese nor Thai documents. To leave the premises is off limits. If caught, there is not much hope of staying here. There is hope however, for these refugees. Education as well as other opportunities are given and most important, Im sure the Lord has his embassadors there.


Our friends from Korea visited Avoda school in Mae Sot/
” I want it too” – the little girl said to her brother,who was giving us his snack. “This is for our guests!” – the brother replied.This boy didn’t have much, but he showed us hospitality.After school, he invited us to his house, gave us a tricycle ride in town and bought us snack. That snack cost more than just money. It was his sincere care,respect, friendliness,hospitality,joy…
Would you say: “No,Thank you” ???Even if he and his sister don’t have it often.
How would you name this gift?

Tuesday, 18 February 2014 18:56

overflowing love (Kristina)

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I don’t have words to describe them. Our precious girls. They don’t have much but they  give abundantly.   A little unexpected note with the words “I love you”, a small bouquet of flowers, a package of chips, a whispered “I love you” are all moments so precious that its hard to put them into words. These moments are not rare. They come so often that I’m afraid they will lose value. No, I have to cherish them

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