When I was 15 went on my first Missions Trip with the youth group from my church. We went to London, England for 2 weeks. Now, that is another story for another day, but the important part of this tale is about a sweet older woman who commited to pray for one of the teenagers every day of the trip. She got my name. I came to know later that she continued to pray for me for years after we returned from our trip. I believe her prayers on my behalf were a vital part of me growing into a God loving woman.
When I became missionary myself I read a missionary biography about James Fraser called, "Mountain Rain." You can read how that relates in the next post.
I decided to gather around me a group of praying women. Those who would truly commit to praying for me and the ministry, my family, everyday. That was in 2005. Here it is six years later and the group has grown and the women are still praying. I was with a few of them Tuesday night.
I am so thankful for these most beautiful of women and the many others who prayed for us for all of these years and for all of those who continue to pray us through these transitional days.I reached home around 11:30PM on Tuesday and this is what I found.
I love it when they sleep like this.
Amen sister. And, this picture of your girls is precious beyond words. It got me all teary-eyed. A priceless sleepy moment. May the Lord knit their hearts closely together for all time.
ReplyDeletePrayers which we pray goes out unseen , but surely comes in due time with all fullness of God's help and grace . I wish some one would stand by us and pray for us.
ReplyDeletehow beautiful STILL are the feet of those who bring good news!! I love you and wish I had been there...can we get a regular meeting time with the women?
ReplyDeleteLuna - I'd love to. I'm free ALL the time.
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