We talked for a long time about how God had used my
experiences to shape the way that I not only see the world, but see people
around me and people in similar situations. I told her about my own parents’
deaths early in my own life. I told about how lonely I often felt. I told her
about the anger that I have felt toward God because of my circumstances.
I prayed. We talked. I led her to 2 Corinthians 1:4-11,
James 1:2-4 and Romans 8:28. I told her how I believed that God allowed me to
come into relationships like this one so that I could tell young people who
suffer under loneliness and insecurity in relationships about a God who loves
them, wants to hold them, will not leave them and wants to use them. We prayed
and about that time my teammates came walking down the road to pick me up on
the way into town. I left. Happily, that was not the end. Zipporah would seek
out a relationship. She came to the church to find us while we were working.
She invited several of us back to the house to meet her mother and talk more
about the Word (quite the good excuse to leave the work site for a while if you
ask me).
I love that God keeps putting people in my path that have
endured similar trials to mine, who want to seek his face, and want to find
meaning in the midst of all the suffering they are enduring. I have had to do a
lot of wrestling with that before and on the Race and so getting to see that
benefit others has been such a blessing for me.
To Be Continued…
