Yet God Is At Work

It’s a calm, Sunday evening. An occasional breeze blows, which helps to cool us down a little. I am enjoying watching the kids play.

Famine, gas shortages, talks of protests against the current government swirl around us…yet God is at work!

Sunday a girl I have been helping treat came to church with her brother. I was so excited when I saw them sitting there with the kids! At the end of the lesson he raised his hand for salvation! A couple days later he was still talking with Brother Shadrick about how much he enjoyed it. I’m praying that they come back. Their village is a little ways away.

We have had several come from that village for wound care and beg us to go to their village to tell people about Christ. I pray that one day the Lord would allow us to do that.

Also just this past week, the Lord provided land for the church plant in Phokera! They met with several people, but most weren’t in ideal locations and the price they asked was usually ridiculous. The chief who has been allowing us to meet on his property, told us that he had land he would sell us at a reasonable price. The men met on Saturday and purchased that property! After purchasing the land, we put markers up. The boys enjoyed being able to write the ministry name in the cement. Lord willing soon we will begin clearing the land and putting up a temporary structure.

I have been busy planning our schedule for school and we began this week. I am praising the Lord for how smoothly this week has been going. Usually the first week is a little hectic, but not this time. The kids said our first day of school was the best we’ve ever had. I’m sure part is because they are all getting older, but I also know many of you have been praying and I greatly appreciate it!

The temperature continues to rise, yet it has not gotten to unbearable levels yet. I let the kids have a water war on one of the days it was over 100°. Because grass can’t grow here, it ended up being a big mud puddle. I looked over and Joseph had mud between his hands and was shaping a mud ball.

“No mud balls!” I yelled out.

“Awww!” They replied in unison.

Joseph excitedly yelled out, “Let’s make mud angels!”

“NO mud angels!” I quickly cried out.

Of course they were all disappointed.

I will be going soon to get my tooth taken care of. The cracked filling got worse because of my procrastination, and we’ve just had too much going on to go visit the dentist. Hopefully they’ll fix it this time and I won’t have to make the trip for a couple months.