Crossing the river

Crossing the river

Village on the other side of the river (11/4/2015)

Last time I was at this village, I got to pray for a man whose wife ran away from him for over 6 months.  He asked me for prayer.  This time as I returned, he was so happy to tell me that his wife returned after praying.  He truly believes that Jesus is the God who listens and answers prayers.  I asked him if he wants to receive Jesus as his personal Savior.  He nodded.   It was such a wonderful journey.  God can do anything through any life experiences!

While we were talking, two police officers raided the village thinking we were some kind of criminals.  We were asked to sit down while they interrogated everyone.  I was praying for some word of knowledge or miracles because I was a bit nervous (not knowing what they were talking about, just made me antsy).  But I didn’t get any word from God for the situation; I just kept smiling and hoping my friendly smile would help~  Perhaps it did. They stopped arguing with the villagers and our local team leaders.  Instead of pulling us to the station, we ended up taking photos with the police officers and appreciated their efforts in keeping the neighborhood safe.  

God always makes a way in the midst of the impossible conditions.  We should not treat our faith as a vehicle to get where we want to go; instead faith should become such hope that patiently endures even when His answer comes at the last minute. - Jack
Jerusalem, O Jerusalem...

Jerusalem, O Jerusalem...

City - Freely received freely give

City - Freely received freely give