You know, sometimes it’s not what you’re told, but how you’re told.
I was told that a lady from Australia was coming for 2 weeks, and she was going to stay with me. I was less than happy about this information, but I figured a lot could happen in the next few weeks, and maybe things would change. Besides, the regular visitor rooms were all empty, and no visitor in the past has been put in a full-time missionary’s home. As weeks passed I struggled with whether I should go to the administration about this. I struggled with this issue in prayer too. In the end, somehow I felt like maybe God wanted this foreign lady in my house. Maybe He was going to teach me something through her or vice verse, or perhaps we’d become friends.
All of the above happened. Glenys (about 10 yr older then me) and I connected on day one. We were amazed at how many ways our lives were similar. We talked late into the night on many nights. We laughed. We made fun of each others food. We shared openly with other about what we felt like we hearing from God. We both had the opportunity to pray with Franklin and his mom (per the previous blog entry) at Oasis. We even had one heck of a pillow fight one night, and I laughed harder than I’ve laughed in a long time.
I hope I get to see her again sometime before we get to heaven. She left at the end of Feb. and is considering coming here full time at some point. There’s so much I could say about her. But I guess the best thing is to say that is was a friendship and blessing created by God.
I was told that a lady from Australia was coming for 2 weeks, and she was going to stay with me. I was less than happy about this information, but I figured a lot could happen in the next few weeks, and maybe things would change. Besides, the regular visitor rooms were all empty, and no visitor in the past has been put in a full-time missionary’s home. As weeks passed I struggled with whether I should go to the administration about this. I struggled with this issue in prayer too. In the end, somehow I felt like maybe God wanted this foreign lady in my house. Maybe He was going to teach me something through her or vice verse, or perhaps we’d become friends.
All of the above happened. Glenys (about 10 yr older then me) and I connected on day one. We were amazed at how many ways our lives were similar. We talked late into the night on many nights. We laughed. We made fun of each others food. We shared openly with other about what we felt like we hearing from God. We both had the opportunity to pray with Franklin and his mom (per the previous blog entry) at Oasis. We even had one heck of a pillow fight one night, and I laughed harder than I’ve laughed in a long time.
I hope I get to see her again sometime before we get to heaven. She left at the end of Feb. and is considering coming here full time at some point. There’s so much I could say about her. But I guess the best thing is to say that is was a friendship and blessing created by God.
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