Brown eyes


I was in my Sunday best, a beautiful dress made by my mother, cream stockings and red shiny shoes.

A teacher sat on a chair at the front of our little church with big coloured pictures.  She was telling us the story of a little girl who had brown eyes.  Her little brother had blue eyes and she would often pray that God would turn her eyes blue too, but it never happened.  I was fixated because I had what I thought were boring brown eyes and my sister had beautiful blue eyes.  I’d never thought of praying that God would change them! Maybe I should?

But the teacher went on to tell us the rest of the story.  Amy Carmichael, with the brown eyes, eventually ended up as a missionary in India.  She would dress in Indian clothes and dye her skin with dark coffee, travelling long distances in India’s heat and dust to save children from suffering.  I was enraptured!  Her brown eyes made her more accepted and effective.  The truth that God made me as I am for a purpose went deep in my heart.  As a child, I began to understand, God’s design and plan can be trusted.

I decided I’d stick with my brown eyes and I never forgot the story of Amy Carmichael.

All that He has made me to be, whether brown eyed or my other personality traits, it is all part of His design.  There were things about my personality that I wanted to change before I came to the Philippines.  It wasn’t until I got here, that I understood.  Some of the things that I didn’t like about myself actually are an asset in this culture.

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.

He’s way smarter than we think!

Rest and trust.  He has a perfect plan.

Journeying with you,

Angela xo

Photo Credit:  Yasmin Hughes



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