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Oct. 19, 2002 Dear Friends, Saturday I traveled literally from dawn to dusk to get from Accra, where I was teaching a week-long health class to the students at Heritage Bible Institute, to Yendi to rejoin Richard and the kids, who had been fighting colds all week. So, Sunday we all woke up tired and not really in the mood to endure three and a half hours of uninterrupted sitting on hard church benches in the heat. It turned out to be a day full of great events - the heat and the hard benches fading in significance. The Yendi church has become our "family" here, and we grow closer as we take communion, pray, and praise the Lord together (we sing a few English and many Dagbani songs). Joanna is now teaching the children's Bible class on Sunday mornings, but Daniel, Richard and I attend the adult class. After Bible class the children joined the adults. Peter, the clinic head nurse, who was a Muslim only 5 years ago, preached a powerful sermon about Christians being servants. Using the example of Jesus washing his disciples' feet, Peter encouraged the congregation to look for additional ways to humbly serve the non-Christians who live all around them. This is such a needed message everywhere, but especially in this hierarchical society, where people who have been educated (if only to the high school level) are often exempted from any manual labor the rest of their lives. Toward the end of time together on Sunday mornings, there is always a time for people to present prayer requests. At that time, Asana, a clinic worker who lives in a neighborhood where she is the only Christian, asked for prayers of rejoicing. She has been teaching the children of her area that Jesus loves them, but few adults seemed interested in more than just an argument. Then last week her "sister" (a female relative of roughly the same generation) came to her asking why the devotional had not yet started - she had been "listening in" every day and enjoyed it very much. After some studying together, Asana pointed out to the young woman that she is from a very strong Muslim family - some of the men have even made the pilgrimage to Mecca - so how could she become a Christian? The woman replied, "But they went to Mecca before we knew anything about Christ." This young woman, an elderly man who had also been a Muslim, and another young girl were all washed in Christ's saving blood through baptism that very Sunday. What a day of rejoicing we have had! Please keep up the prayers!
In the Service of Our King, |
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