House of Peace

When I arrived in Beijing from Guangzhou, I had with me five small orphan girls that I was caring for in my apartment. One day I was walking home after visiting various orphanages in Lang Fang and I saw a factory in the distance with other buildings around it. Through the gates, I could see there were two beautiful buildings next to one another on a large grassed area.

I kept looking at this building every time I passed it and praying to the Lord, “I need this house for the babies. It’s getting to be very cold. We need a house for the babies to be warm and safe.” After a few weeks of praying this, I happened to be walking home with another man from the same village, and he spoke fluent Chinese. I asked if he would come up with me to see the house, and thankfully he agreed!

So we walked down and talked to the man at the front office. There was only one room being used in the building, so we sat down and had a cup of Chinese tea with him. The chit chat was going backwards and forwards between the two men, and when it was my turn to speak, I said to the man, “I really love this house, and I really want to know if you would consider renting it to me? You are only using one room as an office. Could you go over to the factory and use a room there?” I explained why I wanted it. He laughed a little bit nervously, and we finished drinking tea. He said he would think about it overnight and asked me to come back the next day for an answer.

The next day came, and off we went to the home. The answer was “YES,” and it was a deal done. Praise the Lord!

It was at this House of Peace that I cared for 24 children that had cleft palates. We paid for the operations for them to be fixed, and then they were adopted!

While at this home, I brought the five small girls I had had in my apartment, and they stayed with me in the House of Peace until they were adopted. One of these five was Ruth, who became and is now my precious adopted daughter. (Ruth is currently at Bethlehem College in NZ and is 17 years old now. We live in Tauranga, NZ.)

I felt that my work in Lang Fang was now completed, so I went to Chengdu for a break and to help Meng Laoshi – who had established the Holy Love Foundation for disabled children.