Touring the Islands

Today we took a tour of a the Phi-Phi islands off the coast of Thailand. One word: UNFORGETTABLE. The islands were so magnificently beautiful that it didn't even matter that the sky was grey and overcast. (It is the rainy season here).

                         

We traveled at high speeds by speedboat over the choppy Andaman Sea in the Indian ocean. It was completely exhilarating and a little painful. Kinda like sitting in a metal can that's being dropped over and over again on the cement. But I loved it! There is nothing like sitting at the very front of the open boat as your flying over the waves. I felt like a little kid, having the time of my life. As I bounced around in the front of that speedboat, holding on tight to keep from flying off my seat, I could feel my Father smiling over me, enjoying me, enjoying His creation.

                         

We stopped to visit several different Islands. One was called Monkey beach. The trees and ground were covered with long tailed monkeys and people were throwing them bread. We stopped at another beach to swim and relax, then we stopped at an inlet to snorkel for a bit. We loved seeing beautiful blue and yellow fish swimming around our faces. It was an incredible experience. But as we sailed from island to island, I couldn't help but wonder about the locals that lived and worked there. Do they have an adequate witness of the gospel? Do they have anyone in their lives to tell them the truth about the God who adores them, who's heart breaks for His lost children. He sacrificed His own Son for them, out of love stronger then we can ever comprehend. But who will tell them? As I sat on that boat today, I begged the Lord of the harvest to send forth laborers to these islands.