Resurrection weekend was an exciting time around here. We planned a “3-day” conference with the church plants in Nyamula and Phokera, the church here, plus two other churches associated with this ministry. When they have conferences, there is singing and preaching throughout the days, and singing late into the night. We did not stay out as late as them.
I decided to organize a 1-Day VBS on the Saturday before Resurrection Sunday. We taught lessons in the morning and afternoon, had games and snacks. It was very busy, but fun!
Both Anna and Lydia had the opportunity to teach, and Brother Shadrick always helps a lot. He is very good at keeping order with the kids, but in a way that the kids still love him.
I wasn’t sure how if I have the strength to make it through the weekend, but the Lord always seems to give enough strength!
There are so many ministry things going on, and I want to be part of them all, but it can be tiring. Some days I think, “I just can’t do it today. I don’t have the energy. My body hurts. I need to stay back today.” But God always gives enough energy and strength to go on. More than that, God always gives me a blessing.
One of my greatest blessings is babies and little ones, and the Lord has given me a lot of babies to hold recently! I have greatly enjoyed it.
Another is when a little one is not afraid of me and snuggles in. I love that!
Friday was one of those days. My body was hurting and I felt so weak. I thought about staying home from Bible study, but I always get a blessing out of it. The girls are teaching there so I don’t have to do much. So I went.
There is a little guy there named Jo. I say little but he is too heavy for me to lift for long! Well, little Jo has burns on his feet and he was in pain on Friday. I wished that I could help poor little Jo. I couldn’t do much as I had run out of medical supplies. Because people kept accidentally bumping his feet, he had moved outside the area the kids are meeting in. I couldn’t do much, but I took a wrap and spread it on the ground beside him then sat next to him.
At first, he moved a little away. I just rubbed his back and said, “Pepani, Jo.” (Sorry, Jo.). The next minute, he was half leaning on me and sleeping!
I have always found that God gives the most comfort to me when I am struggling and depressed when I comfort others. Even though I was still physically exhausted, I came back encouraged – not because someone had given me something, but because I had given of myself.
Yes, there are times when we just need to rest, but I’ve found that the Lord always provides those times when I need it. He makes it so that I have no choice but to rest. Many other times, though, He just wants me to continue without strength, to give comfort when I feel the need to be comforted, and I will find that my strength is not needed…HIS STRENGTH IS ENOUGH. HIS STRENGTH IS ALL I NEED.
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