My Christmas Story

I am a four years old Hmong girl live in Northern Thailand near a tourist attraction in the second largest city in Thailand.  My mane is “NubCi” which mean in “Sunshine” in English for those of you who may not know what NubCi means.  My name may means Sunshine, but I seldom see the Sunshine in my short four years I have seen the World.  About six kilometer away from my home where people come and go in the hundreds of thousands a day and spent their money like picking leaves from a tree, I have to take a responsibility of an adult woman that is to make a living supporting my mom dad and a little brother. It is December and people are preparing to celebrate Christmas, lights are up and decoration spread the town and place where my mom could take me at times.  Plus December 5^th is the birth day of the King of Thailand and has become Father’s Day for all Thai. So the decoration telling me Christmas is near.

My Christmas story is this. Every day in the morning my mom will wake me up in the morning, just before the tourist get to the hill where they will climb up hundreds of step to the top where there is a Buddhist temple.  There they can pray to Buddha for blessing and look down to the beautiful city of Chiang Mai. My mom will dress me up with the best Hmong custom she can afford with my earning. We will position ourselves at the first few steps of the hundreds for steps to the top.  As people passes by they will pause to take picture with me and give me a five or ten Bath for my  minutes of friendship and love if your want to call it.  (Rate of exchange is one US$ is 30 Bath) I am not sure if the people want to call those moments, but I am surely worked hard and give all I have for them to earn my few Bath.  I wanted to be friend with all of them and cherish that moment of friendship for a longer time, but I guest a few seconds was what they want, because I never heard about them anymore. Most of the people will just hug, let me sit on the laps and smile to me for the picture but there are people who would demand for a kiss in the chick, and I have to do it. Most of the time with a sincere kiss, but what can a little girl do when there are hundreds of people want me to kiss them in a day? I am not sure what you would call my life and my story? I am not sure what the words “Child labor” and “exploitation” means, but would you please translate that to me so a little four years old Hmong girl can understand?

While little girl like me around the world are hearing about the Good News of Jesus Christ and expecting gifts at Christmas time, where is mine?  Does anybody know I am here?  Is “Santa” come To Thailand too?  Can someone please sent a letter on my behalf to Santa that I am a good girl too.  My home is in Doi Poui three kilometer away from one of the Palace of the King of Thailand.

Have a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Rev. CherLue Vang

Mang  Thao Vang 

GBGM Missionary to Thailand.

cherlue@gmail.com      

maabvaaj@gmail.com

Hapenning in Chonburi Thailad

“God Bless you” is a common Telephone greeting and ending among Christians here in Thailand.  The Lord has called us to bring the Good News and Blessing of the Lord Jesus Christ to the People of Thailand. Before we had a chance to do anything, we have already received the Lord’s blessings through our brothers and sisters here in Thailand.

                We chose to come to Thailand only two days after our Training and commissioning because we want to attend a Camp Revival with all the United Methodist Churches here in Thailand.  The annual Camp Revival this year was in one of the Military Camps in Chonburi, close to the former US Naval Base Utaphau.  Participants came from all of the Thai United Methodist Churches in the country (eleven churches and worshiping points).   Dr. Somsak Chusong was the preacher for the event.  Our first experience with Christians here was a little different from what we were used to in the US, yet it was a very up lifting event for us.

                “Akha” is a hill tribe from the Northern Part of Thailand.  Most of the time the Akha will make their living by farming and gathering from about the mountainside in Northern Thailand.  Some Akha are very close to the Myanmar and Chinese border, but circumstances have moved them away from family to Pathaya.  Pathaya is a tourist city about an hour and a half South East of Bangkok. The contrast between the simple and peaceful life of the Akha to the faster and aggressive lives of the city of Pathaya is unimaginable.  It is estimated that between three to five hundred Akha now make their living in the city.  Most of them sell their crafts they make from the village on the streets of Pathaya.   Some have a little tray about one foot by two feet hanging by a string around their neck.  The tray, which is rested on their waist, is the place the crafts are displayed for tourist who walk by.  There have been many incidences in which the Akha have been detained by the city police and/or fined for the wages they earn in a day because they conducted trade illegally while trying to make a living.

Praise the Lord, The Methodist Church in Chonburi has recently (less than a month) rented a two story condo in the city of Pathaya.  This place serves the Akha as a place of worship in their own language, away from their homes and churches of the North.  Mang and I have had the opportunity to see the condo before the church decided to rent it.  I had some reservations at first because I did not know how many Akha there really were in the city but once the room was rented and a young Akha pastor, who recently graduated from a local Bible College, was willing to serve, my thoughts changed. From there, the community jumped into action.  The official opening day is supposed to be first Sunday in December. There was an unofficial gathering to worship at the place on the Sunday of November (7^th), Mang and I were invited to attend and I preached the first unofficial sermon in Thai which was translated into Akha.

When we got to the place, I was thinking now what? It looks like we are going to have three or four of us. But when the time came around (10:30am), people started to show up.  At the start of the worship service there were thirty two gathered to worship in this little room of about nine feet by sixteen feet.  There were no chairs in the room so everyone just sat on the floor. There was nothing fancy or formal at all in the room, but the worship was very uplifting and moving.  The reservation I used to have in my mind now changed to believe and trust that God will really use this place and this young man to serve His children here in this city.

Deployment

Finally, October 12^th will be the day of Commissioning.  Then the sending, “I am sending you out like sheep among wolves”.  (Mathew 10:16) We are looking forward to October 16^th, the Day.  We will leave home for Los Angeles where we have four hours in the Airport (LAX) before we get on Thai Airways for Bangkok.  We would hopefully have a Dinner with Daniel our older Son.  From there we will really going to the Unknown.  We have been to Thailand and live in Thailand for some times, but this is really going to the Unknown, because we have no home, no address no telephone number (yet) and going to a place we have not been before with the people we have not met before (well we met one).

When God called Abraham, He said, “Leave your Country, your people and your father’s household and go to the land I will show you” (Genesis 12: 1).  In our case we leave our country, mother, sisters, brothers and our sons.  None of our sons have a (household) yet, but we will leave them where ever they are at this point, Daniel in California, Jonathan Serving oversea,  Joseph School in Minnesota and Benjamin at Home in Charlotte. In Genesis 12 it seems like it is very easy for Abraham to packed up and go, I thought it should be easy to do the same, but when the time is approaching you have different thoughts and different feelings.  Ticket has been secured, bags has been partially packed, there is no turning Back!

That is why we need you, at this time.  Your prayers will help to bind (connect) our faith with the Lord who is our GPS to guide us to Chonburi,  Thailand.  Would you help us on this? We are sure an address has been entered into our GPS and a route has been formed, we just need to follow, so pray for our strength and faith in God as well. 

CherLue and Mang Vang