It’s been a while since I’ve actually been able to get out there and get dirty. I want to – I really do. In the meantime, I get to live vicariously through these people. Because I work behind a desk, they get to encounter the Lord is new ways every day. I think it’s worth it. đ
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Elizabeth Huff on A squad is in Rwanda. She writes a great brief history of the genocide in Rwanda and then shares the light and peace she sees in the land now. Read here: http://elizabethhuff.theworldrace.org/?filename=the-world-was-silent
We are currently living with a woman that is a genocide survivor. We got to sit down and hear her story one evening, as she told us that her entire family was murdered. Our translator is one of two kids left of his family of 11. ââŹĹWe donââŹâ˘t share our stories with each other, because everyoneââŹâ˘s story is just as bad as the next…ââŹďż˝ …I would never imagine that a genocide had happened just 18 years ago… As I wake up everyday earlier than I would ever think would become normal to me, I see the sun peaking over the hills, making the sky a bright red and orange, promising new hope to a nation restored.
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Emily Chan (Y squad) is in Malaysia with a ministry host named Pastor Yesu. She tells his testimony about God not letting him die again and again. Read his story here: http://emilychan.theworldrace.org/?filename=resurrected-twice
Our contact this month, Pastor Yesudason, has a powerful testimony. He has been beaten, tortured, left-for-dead, and persecuted for the sake of the gospel of Jesus Christ.
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Kacie Lester on A squad has been fighting a battle with God about her eyes because her glasses broke this month in Rwanda. She’s been praying for healing for herself and asking others to do the same… Read the full story here: http://kacielester.theworldrace.org/?filename=two-women-had-their-sight-restored-that-day
Really, Jesus? Really? You want me to heal this womanââŹâ˘s eyes? YouââŹâ˘re not healing mine, so how do I pray with confidence that youââŹâ˘re going to heal hers?
But He did.
Despite my doubt, despite my hopelessness, despite my worry and my distrust; God gave me compassion in the most tangible way imaginable – and when I was praying for that woman, I knew that I had physically felt for myself the pain that I was praying off of her. I had prayed for it to be lifted off of myself, and I hadnââŹâ˘t received healing, but I could battle for her in a way that no one else on earth could have at that time.
