Our ministry this month has been to ride 1-2 hours to visit a different village each night. We then walk around the village, praying for people at their homes. Then we head back to the church, where four of us would speak. At the end of service we pray over each person that attended the service. Then the village people bless us with a feast of curry, rice, chapatti, and cold drinks.(Thumbs up and Sprite)
We visited 17 villages total, over the month of October.
One night walking through the village a little girl walked up and gave a flower to my team mate Christa. It was so sweet and went I saw the flower I really wanted one.
Side note: I haven’t received a lot of flowers but I do love them and I’m not sure why but at the start of this trip I started to collect one flower from each country.
But we left the village that night and I had not received a flower.
That night before going to Sleep I made a quick prayer… not really expecting anything.
I said,” God I would love to have a flower.”
the next day we were in the village and a little girl walked up and handed a flower to me. Up to the moment I had totally forgotten about my prayer for a flower the night before. My heart was full of joy. I declared to everyone around me what God had done!
But that is not all then that evening while we were preaching in the village we all received a garl
and of flowers.
Our Heavenly Father desires so much more for us than we can imagine.
Up to the point where my friend Christa received the flower in the village, we had not seen or received any flowers for the almost two weeks we had been in India. So giving flowers is not just something that every village does the welcome guest.
The story does not end here, because the next day right before I left for ministry my friend Grace place a flower in my hair, and then that night in the village that flower had closed up and I took it out and at the first home we prayed at a lady placed a red rose in my hair.
And then the next day I received a white rose from one of the ladies in the first home we prayed for
And then that night I received an orange rose. And a hand full of other flowers from the local girls.
I’m sharing this story with you because I want you to know that God hears our prayers and he desires so much more for each of us than we could ever imagine. As my wise friend Joshua(age 7) said, “God is so Great we ask for one and God will give us many!” Keep praying to God for everything big or small.
Keep praying to God for everything big or small.
