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First of December (or December 1st if you’re in the USA, which I am).

I actually nicked this idea from a friend of mine who is in Madagascar (takk Kirsten Marie), and as a kind of advent calendar she was going to post a photo each day of December till Christmas. I thought this was a very good idea- and I am sure my friend Faith who did a photo every day for a whole year for her flickr project would agree with me that it’s not too big of a challenge to embark on. Knowing myself I might not actually finish it, but hey, it’s worth a try. And since I thought of it (or rather got the idea) today which is the 1st I can get started.

So, here you go: a photo of yours truly in my lovely kitchen (I didn’t actually take the photo today, but I think that would be a bit ambitious). I think it’s kind of blurry so I need to take some time to figure out my nice, new camera which is supposed to work well (it has a lot of features so I get a tad confused using it).

Today it’s been really cold!! Brrr. I got up several times to pace in the Prayer Room, just to get a bit warmer. It’s been a good day! And I’m going home for 10 days in 16 days (that’s a bit of a mouthful). I am really looking forward to it and am already trying to figure out what I’m getting my family for presents.

I am writing this with the webstream from the Prayer Room playing in the background- this set is the focus on Human Trafficking. We’re setting up a website to mobilise to intercession for the ending of Human Trafficking and I am researching the situation in South America. Today I was reading through the notes I’d made on the countries and my heart was just so broken reading about the desperate situations that cause this evil. In some countries parents will be so poor and desperate that they allow their children to be involved in sexual exploitation to get some kind of income. And in all the countries young women are deceived by promises of a better life, only to find themselves trapped in prostitution and enslavement with no escape. It stirs my heart to pray because the only true solution is Jesus.

Anyway, I’d better stop there. I will let you know when the website is up and running.
Hopefully I’ll be back writing tomorrow.

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