My newest friend and co-worker, Leakhena, shared this story with me today while the kids were on recess.
“Grade 9 and 10 were a beautiful time. I had a good life.And then during Grade 11, my mother got sick. Six months after she found out she was sick, she died. Just like that. Very fast. I think my mother got sick because of a curse. People were jealous. After she died, my father wanted me to stop studying. But I want to study so I live with my grandmother. My entire family is Buddhist. Me too.
I started to ask “Who is God?” but I didn’t know. A friend at school told me about Jesus but I thought he was another fake god. I didn’t want to believe. I was sad because my mom died. My life was beautiful, but not anymore.
One day I was studying with that friend, the one who told me about Jesus, and there was a bad storm. The sky was dark and it rained, rained, and rained. Before we started studying my friend said out loud “Jesus, help me get home. Stop the storm, Please”. I laughed thinking she was stupid. Jesus is just a fake god, I told her.
But by the time we finished studying the sky was blue and the sun was out and the storm was gone! I said “wow! Jesus is real!”. And after that day, I believe in Jesus and my life is even more beautiful now”
Need I say more?
PRAY! PRAY! PRAY! All the time. Everywhere! In front of EVERYONE. God can and will use the smallest of prayers to rock someone’s world in a HUGE way!
-A
