God hears the cries of His precious children. He then communicates that cry to His servants. Over these many years of service in the Philippines, God has communicated so clearly to me, in a dream, the desperate need of these abused and neglected children.
In my dream, I see an unsettled ocean filled with trash everywhere. Children are trying to sleep and rest as best they can on the little pieces of trash they have found. Over in the corner is a little precious girl, all alone and scared. As night approaches, I see these wicked men in boats paddling as fast as they can to this little girl. They thrust her up into their boats and have their way with her, only to throw her back on her little trash heap as the next boat reaches down to yank her back up. Over and over this happens through the long night. And I am helpless in my dream. I hear God my Father say to me, "That is MY DAUGHTER & YOUR LITTLE SISTER! Do whatever it takes to RESCUE HER." I cannot explain to you what a burden this continues to be upon my heart. For years I have heard this cry and have felt such a longing to do whatever I can do for these precious children of God. God has allowed Nhan and I to know this pain of abuse and abandonment and we have an opportunity and desire to rescue and comfort these children. I continue to be burdened with the reality they they are adrift in that sea tonight. Will you help us in this much needed ministry? Your work for these children will be rewarded. God has ensured us that religion that He sees as pure and undefiled is to look after orphans in their distress. My friends they are in distress. Will you help us in this urgent time?