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God is love, God is strength



It is said that God is love 1John 4:16, with that being said this song that I have listened to countless times

Has a whole new meaning to me now. I often feel like I am, or have to hold everything around me together.

Like God has given me a task and then just left me unattended to figure it out on my own . And its not until

I fail that I'm reminded  that i'm not the one who is holding anything together, and that I don't even have to

Be able to hold anything together. That I can let my world crash and love can take it. That he will be there

To pick up the pieces when I cant. This is something God has convicted me of this week, though he has

Made me strong, he wants me only to rely on his strength, and his alone. 2 Samuel 22:33
 
Love is all around you know, so take a hold
 hidden in our words it sometimes ain't enough
 don't suffocate day after day, its building up
 cause when you're feeling week, you know I'm strong enough
 
just one more day, one more day
 
oh let the world crash love can take it
 oh let the world come crashing down
 oh let the world crash love can take it
 love can take a little, love can give a little more
 
love is indestructible, so take a hold
 sometimes hard to find a reason good enough
 ill stand beside you never leave, through it all
 and faith will bring a way to the impossible
 
just one more day, one more day
 
oh let the world crash love can take it
 oh let the world come crashing down
 oh let the world crash love can take it
 love can take a little, love can give a little more
 
you can find me, you can find me
 you can find me anywhere
 take a look over you're shoulder 
 ill be standing there
 
love is all around you now so take a hold
 and faith will bring a way to the impossible
 
just one more day, one more day
 (you can find me, you can find me, you can find me anywhere)
 just one more day, one more day
 (you can find me, you can find me, you can find me anywhere)
 
oh let the world crash love can take it
oh let the world come crashing down
oh let the world crash love can take it
love can take a little, love can give a little more
 
a little more
 take a little more
 take a little more
 love can take it
 a little more
 

 

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My life today





my life today from tysnpayne@yahoo.com on Vimeo.

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Back to school



Back to school from tysnpayne@yahoo.com on Vimeo.



When my team first arrived in Siem Reap Cambodia, we were told about the Boys Brigade need for English

Teachers. So four of us decided we would like to go and teach there.  Christina and I decided to go first, and

I would like to share with you part of our first day at school.
 
 
So we ended up being stuck in that room for about forty five minutes before our translator  decided to come

see what was taking us so long, he started laughing at us when he found us looking through the window

waiting for him. He had forgotten to tell us there was a trick to opening the door. The rest of the day was

Awesome! We had a lot of fun teaching the kids
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Dream



       My friend Bill and I were walking down the streets of Mae Sot in northern Thailand. We would only

be staying for one night so we were trying to see everything we could in our short time there. We had just

Passed a movie store when we saw a little boy, maybe seven or eight. He was washing his hands and feet

After just digging through the trash sitting in front of a store. He looked at me, I smiled and just kept

Walking, it didn't take long until he was right behind us saying what sounded like money. Knowing that

Street kids around here are part of gangs, so what ever money we would have given him would have only

Gone to who leads the gang. Instead we decide to just buy him some food, we knew this wouldn't make it

back to the leader. Bill asked him "pad Thai"? and he shook his head and smiled. We pointed one

Direction he shook his head no, and began to lead us in the other direction, Right to the KFC we had

Passed earlier. Bill and I walked inside, he just stood there and would not come with us. So we grabbed a

Menu  and took it out to him, he picked what he wanted and we sat outside with him and waited for his

Food to come.  Bill and I tried to figure out his name, but any time we looked, or tried to talk to him he

Just covered his face. After a few minutes he let me take his picture. His food came and after we gave it to

Him he went and sat down next to a trashcan and ate. By this now it was time for Bill and I to go meet the

rest of the guys for diner. On the way we began to talk about the way he was acting towards us when we

tried to speak to him, and that he didn't look Thai either. This was written in the menu  at the restaurant

we ate at.

       "Beginning....

         What do you want to be? I asked this question to street kids who were sitting in front of my shop

        Silent....

        I thought maybe they didn't understand my   question, then I asked again, what do you want to be, a

Doctor, a teacher, a soldier ect...?

        Silent for a while, and one of them said "I don't want to be anything". I asked why? They just shook

there heads. This answer and children's  feedback annoyed my mind. Because if someone had asked me

the same question of course I have answered. But these children could not give me an answer because...

Everyday when they wake up. The first thing they think of is how or where they can find a trace of money

Or food for there hardship lives. Begging for money, looking for rubbish that can be changed for money,

Daily life is hard enough for them.

        No future dreams....

        Dreaming in the inspiration.

        Their childhood was stolen by the injustice regime in b/u/r/m/a . the poverty and poor drive them to

be here, facing another hardship life."


        After reading that it all made sense. That boys  only view of himself is the kid digging through the

Garbage for a meal. he doesn't have anyone to take care of him, to love him, to tell him he can dream, and

Be more than what he is now. And the worst part about it, is that where he is now, a kid on the streets of

Mae Sat Thailand, is so much better than where he came from. I pray they don't send him back there.
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Have you ever been....



      Have you ever been....

            In a place where, if you are a Christian you are registered on a list by the government?

            In a place where the times you can have church is controlled by the government, from how long worship time is, to how long the message can be?

            In a place where the translator that you can hire, is an informant for the government?

            In a place where if people protest the government, instead of being heard they get shot?

            In a place where the government will come into local stores and close them down just because they can?

             In a place where the government performs house checks for drugs or weapons, and rapes the women and children while their there?

             In a place where if you don't do what the government says to do like "frame this person", or "kill these people". you get put into prison and tortured for however long they feel necessary?

            In a place where there is no privacy because the government has hidden microphones everywhere?
            
            In a place where entire races of people are being killed off?

           In a place where the government spends less than $1 per YEAR per PERSON on education and healthcare?

          In a place where the government starts conflicts between religious tribes to get them to kill each other off ?

           In a place where its illegal to build a church?
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Timing



    I have been excited about coming to Thailand  for a long time now. I was able to help take my churches

youth group to a middle school conference believe, at the beginning of the year. It was there that I saw a

Video called  baht, which is the testimonies from women who have been forced into prostitution, many of

Tem at a very young age, and my heart broke. I couldn't believe this was happening, so I knew then that I

wanted to be there helping to rescue the women from where they are trapped.



    Then I figured out that this month for the guys is man-istry month, which means I have been shipped

Off with fourteen other guys I didn't really know, doing something other than what I felt I was called here

To do. So needless to say I wasn't thrilled about it. That was until I was given the idea that we are called

to not only love the prostitutes, but also the men that come here for them. I didn't really put a lot of

thought into it at the time, but I realized one night while walking through the night bazaar in chiang Mai,    

and seeing older American, or European men with Thai women that are around my age, that im not ready   

to go into these dark places. Because I cant see past the sin that is consuming these men's lives to love

Them, because all I would bring them now is hate and judgment that im not fit to give. This hit me like a

ton of bricks! 1 Corinthians 13:13 says "And now these three remain: faith hope and love. But the greatest

of these is love".


   Its been my prayer for the last week that God teaches me to love the men. The same love that I

Undeserving have been given, and to see them as God sees them.
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drilling a well



So Andy Ross, and I were asked to help drill a well for a church that had just purchased a piece of land to build on. This was our journey!



the well... guatemala style from tysnpayne@yahoo.com on Vimeo.

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Allen



I have been in Puerto Barrios for six days now. We are partnering with a local Christian radio station here called Shofar ministries, our contact Paul has shown us There are many ministry opportunities here that we could pour ourselves into. everything from ministering at bars to the men and women there, To doing construction with local churches , or spending time at a local orphanage, and even just going and playing basketball, or football (soccer) with the older kids down at the park close by.

We have had a chance this first week to do everything I listed above, but today they asked us to find a place we would like to really get involved with, where we could start to build lasting relationships with the people here. We are here with another team as well, team Rama and it was funny to me because as we were talking about where we felt God is leading us, our two teams split back to its original teams logos, and Rama . Which again just says to me that how the teams were chosen were not by chance, or random.

This is also where I find myself torn. You see my team has chosen to go back to the orphanage and just help clean it up, and love on the kids there. When we were there the last time I met a little boy named Allen. He is about eight or nine years old, and I could tell right from the time we got there he wasn't very happy, or excited about us. When all the other boys came out and we started playing football, he stayed back and just stared out the fence. We finally got him to come play, but it took some effort. Then as soon as the games were finished, and we were starting to say our goodbyes Allen disappeared. As we were driving back in the van, I was thinking, why would he just run off? Did we make him mad? But then I realized all he has ever known is goodbye, and he doesn't like it, I mean who would like always being left and forgotten? I would hate it too. So this is where I find myself torn, I find myself asking the question if I go back and pour my heart out into this boy will it help? Will it be enough to show him that I care, or will it only bring more pain, more feelings of rejection? Its at this time I start saying; my God is big! he is big enough to show his love through me in an even shorter amount of time than I have here. And if I don't believe that, then why am I here? Why have I left everything I know to come here.

So I have to believe Allen can be shown the glory and love of his creator in the short time I'm here. So I have to choose in!

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some good info



so one of my friends here has been areally big help to me with preparing for what we are about to to, she found alot of really good info on the countries we know  we will be visiting, and i just thought yall might like to read it.
 
 

Country Name

GUATEMALA

NICARAGUA

GHANA

ROMANIA

UKRAINE

VIETNAM

CAMBODIA

THAILAND

Continent

North America

North America

Africa

Europe

Europe

Asia

Asia

Asia

Population

13,002,206

5,785,846

23,382,848

22,246,862

45,994,287

86,116,559

14,241,640

65,493,298

Christian

12,679,751

5,259,334

14,859,800

19,543,868

40,530,166

7,027,111

169.476

1,060,991

Christian %

97.52

90.9

63.55

87.85

88.12

8.16

1.19

1.62

National Language

Spanish

Spanish

English

Romanian

Ukrainian

Vietnamese

Khmer, Central

Thai

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Take it all!



So the past couple of months I have been having problems letting go. Letting go of things that I feel I have earned, I worked for, things I felt that I deserved! And the lord has really been pressing on my heart over these past few months just what it is he wants me to let go, things I REALLY did not want to let go of, first of which was tools. Now im sure that sounds crazy, but that's something a mechanic prides himself on is his set of tools. Well after about a week of trying to ignore God on the subject, I finally broke down and did one of those "ok God, what do Ya want me to do?" prayers, and im not going to lie, I didn't even spend a lot of time on that subject with him, but sure enough within a week, a friend at work asked if I wanted to sell him one of my tool boxes. Well as much as it hurt, I had to let it go.

The next thing that the Lord laid on my heart to give up just happened to be my truck! I was really not ok with this, I mean this was the truck I had since high school, I drove that truck half way across the country and back, I had a lot of seat time in it, and my bond with it was strong, it's a good truck! (I promise im not crazy, I just really like my truck). After about a month of praying about it, I decide I need to stop riding the fence, and give all of me to what it is God is going to do. Now I just had to figure out how to sell the vehicle I drive every day. Well God defiantly solved that problem for me! Last Friday I wake up early because I had a coupon for a free breakfast meal from sonic (Im always pumped about free food!)I get ready for work, walk outside and I find my truck isn't in the driveway, well im still pretty tired so im like "maybe I parked in front of the house" so I walk around, and its not there. I just start laughing, because once I realized my truck had been stolen, I knew my question on how to sell it had been answered! As funny as I thought all that was, nobody in my family thought it was as funny as I thought haha!

In everything that's been going on the past couple of months, I have realized that I can give up everything I have to gain everything he is, or hold on to the things I have acquired in this world and limit the power of the holy spirit to work in my life and through me!

Take it all Lord!!

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