Let Your Mercy Rain

Our trip to the mall on Saturday was one of those experiences you can just never forget. Like much of our journey so far, our 1.5-hour rickshaw ride home through the rain demanded both patience and flexibility. Saturday night provided us with the opportunity to spend time with our hosts’ children (Sonny and Shaun). They like to think of it as being a “man night” because both Tori and Chelsi slept over at another missionary’s house. Sunday morning afforded us the opportunity to mentally and spiritually prepare ourselves for the children’s ministry. We all went over the story of creation and the fall of man (Genesis 1-3) for much of the day. The thing is, you can never quite be prepared enough…unless you’re willing to be flexible. At the ministry, our game plan changed a little, but this time we were ready. Daniel and I got the opportunity to teach the older class while Alex was able to teach a younger class and share his testimony with the widows. Monday was a typical day. When we got to the ministry we were told to teach math…another curveball (surprise, surprise). Little did we know that the methods of learning math here are different from the methods that we had learned. We did our best to adapt and, by the end, it seemed as if the children had understood complex multiplication. When we got home and finished our dinner, we were in for a treat. Latha Aunty and Suresh Uncle shared their testimony with us! For 3 hours, our minds were transfixed on the many twists and turns our Father had implemented through aunty and uncles’ life in order to bring them into ministry. Their story is, in short, miraculous. Previously on our trip, I had picked up a book, The Heavenly Man. While I had been reading this book, the many tales of miracles and a man’s steadfast devotion to JC had blown me away. Little did I know that a story just as compelling and just as miraculous was taking place in the lives of the very people I was living with. I hope to share their story with people in America when I return.

Tonight, we ask that you pray for the entire slum. On Tuesdays and Fridays, the people of the slums stay up all night making animal sacrifices to idols. Please pray that our Father might open the eyes of these people and allow them to experience the love of JC. Our hearts go out to those desperate souls. May our Father's mercy rain on them.

Grace and Peace.