Thursday, December 09, 2010

Fiji #8

Find some new pictures at: http://gallery.me.com/jamesdchristian#100053

After a week at high school camp, we are now in the airport ready for the eleven-hour flight from Fiji to Los Angeles. What an awesome week the Lord gave us. The students were attentive and soooo polite. They clearly blessed us more than we blessed them. Nevertheless, we could see the lights come on in many of the teens as we worked through the twice-daily sessions.

When asked if they would be willing to give up personal pursuits to heed God’s calling for service in his kingdom, most every hand went up. This was no small covenant. It was sealed before the Throne and we expect the Holy Spirit to do great things through these radical believers in their generation. Praise God!

We made a fun video of two of the campers and the students watched a new installment each night. You can enjoy the whole “The Amazing Thomas” video at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fiJ9EKewgu0

As we left Fiji, three different groups sang the national goodbye song in beautiful island harmonies. The words typify the loving Fijian spirit. Here is a rough English translation:

Isa, Isa you are my only treasure;

Must you leave me, so lonely and forsaken?

As the roses will miss the sun at dawning,

Every moment my heart for you is yearning.


Isa Lei, the purple shadow falling,

Sad the morrow will dawn upon my sorrow;

O, forget not, when you're far away,

Precious moments beside dear Fiji.


Isa, Isa, my heart was filled with pleasure,

From the moment I heard your tender greeting;

'Mid the sunshine, we spent the hours together,

Now so swiftly those happy hours are fleeting.


Isa Lei, the purple shadow falling,

Sad the morrow will dawn upon my sorrow;

O, forget not, when you're far away,

Precious moments beside dear Fiji.


O'er the ocean your island home is calling,

Happy country where roses bloom in splendor;

O, if I could but journey there beside you,

Then forever my heart would sing in rapture.


Isa Lei, the purple shadow falling,

Sad the morrow will dawn upon my sorrow;

O, forget not, when you're far away,

Precious moments beside dear Fiji.


Thanks for joining us via prayer. We were very blessed to be the clay jars empowered by your prayers and put to use in sprinkling the Good News about. What a great privilege! We look forward to introducing you to your Fijian brothers and sisters in person. They are such wonderful people, however, we may not get a chance to present them until the new era. Nevertheless, you are going to really love them.

Until the next trip to wherever God sends us, may blessings, peace and grace be yours in Christ Jesus.