The 
                Lord is saying.   There is so much more to gain, so 
                much more ground to win. Don't sit back on your laurels but run 
                the race to win the prize. You shall not be disappointed if you 
                put your all into this venture. Run this race with great gusto 
                and determination, for your reward will be great. Remember that 
                to bring forth in birth requires much travail and labour. You 
                are about to give birth. Keep pushing. Your reward is imminent.
              Know 
                ye not that they which run in a race run all, but one receiveth 
                the prize? So run, that ye may obtain. 1 Corinthians 9:24
              A 
                woman when she is in travail hath sorrow, because her hour is 
                come: but as soon as she is delivered of the child, she remembereth 
                no more the anguish, for joy that a man is born into the world. 
                John 16:31
               
                Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one 
                thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching 
                forth unto those things which are before, 14 I press toward the 
                mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. 
                Philippians 
                3:13
              
              
              
              
              Adventures 
                in India
              
              ....Sunday 13th December 09
              Anita writes " What 
                a busy day and what a hot one!" She was right!!. We wore 
                the beautiful garments that Brother Raju's wife Anupama made for 
                us which were gorgeous but for Britians in the Indians 'winter' 
                we were quite hot.
              
              
              We went over the ferry 
                to the beautiful Island children we had seen earlier in the week. 
                It was their Sunday school today. Brother Raju had brought a massive 
                Christmas cake. 
              
              Imagine it was so near 
                Christmas and we are sat in a building that just reminded me so 
                much of the stable but on a sweltering hot day. 
              
               
              
              
               
               
              
               
               
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