I might not update my blog very often, but believe it or not, I like to journal. Especially in my quiet time, I like taking out my note book and writing down all that’s going on in my head and especially my prayers. I’ve been doing this since my third year. It’s so amazing to go back and read about what I’ve been through and how God has got me through it all. Journaling is a powerful and wonderful way to track your testimonies. My entries are in fact letters to God and quite intimate. But tonight, I’d like to share one such entry, one testimony with all of you…
27 September 2014, Saturday
On Wednesday, our church Good Hope Christian Centre had an amazing outreach. We were stationed at the Strandfontein church where the community had access to free medical care. There were doctors and other medical staff who came out for the day to give of their time and skills to these people of Cape Town, who desperately needed some medical attention. I volunteered at the kids’ area of course. I met so many wonderful children of God, and I loved every one of them. I had a special time with one such girl…Laeeka, pictured here above with me. She was ABSOLUTELY awful to me at first. I was a balloon fairy and made all (or as much as I knew and as much as my fingers could keep up) kinds of balloon animals. Laeeka was terribly rude and irritating when I first approached her. She made fun of all my balloons and was just plain rude. All the other kids were so nice to me, except her. It’s as if she wanted to hurt me before I could hurt her. Amazingly as the day went on, she grew on me. God allowed the two of us to share a special bond and get close in such a short time. I know this was of God because I tried to avoid her and give her no attention in case she makes my mood foul again and spoil it for the other kids. Yet at the end of the day, I found myself look for her.
I think it was maybe an hour before she left, she was lying on the ground, throwing a little fit because I didn’t want to pick her up, I was just staring at her and I literally started tearing up for the love I had for her. For this girl I hardly knew, a girl I knew needed love, to see that she can be loved and is loved. At the same time, my heart broke because I knew that it won’t be long before her mother gets her and I won’t see her again. All I know about her is that she’s half Christian and half Muslim; her age, grade and school.She’s got such a strong personality and can defend herself. And she’s funny and not afraid of anything or anyone.
[I pray that God blesses her with good people in her life. That He opens her eyes to the love He has for her. That her future is brighter than the sun. I pray that the love I have for her was visible to her, that she would know that I love her and that God loves her.]
I cried all the way home. I realized that I will struggle being a “jumping/moving” missionary. My heart will break everytime that I need to leave people that I’ve just learnt to love. I pray that God sets my feet at one place. To build relationships with peole that need to see Jesus. That need love. I will need loads of strength, a God-load of strength if God sends me on the boat- I know He’ll provide.
On Thursday, our church will once again be blessing people of Cape Town with free medical care at our Operation Hope project. I will again be volunteering as a balloon fairy at the kids’ section. I will again be surrounded by kids that are both lovely and awful. I might even meet Laeeka again or meet someone else as lovable as she. But whoever I meet, I pray that on Thursday, God will use me as His vessel. Even if I just walk away having touched just one kid’s life, having showed them that they can and will be loved with the love of God_ that would be enough.
Mark 9v37 says: “Anyone who welcomes a little child like this on My behalf welcomes me, and anyone who welcome Me welcomes not only Me but also My Father who sent Me”.
Please pray for me and the rest of the Operation Hope volunteers…
If Laeeka comes back to say hello, that would be great to_ thank You Jesus. 🙂
Chat soon 😉 ❤️
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