PEMBA, MOZAMBIQUE FLOODING I look at his feet…they raw..skin starting to peel off…raw in between his toes…he explains how his house is shoulder high flooded with water…he has lost everything…his feet is in this state because of being in the water 24/7….then he is silent for a few minutes while I dress his feet…and then in a disoriented…nearly nonchalant but TOTALLY overwhelmed manner he says… ” Mana Annelie did you hear of the family who all died because their house fell in on them during the night because of the rain…..???It was my sister, her husband and their baby….” I could see his sadness was to much even for him to really face it……we prayed together…but then….. Today I find myself next to him where he is on his knees in WORSHIP at the altar in church…I am weeping…dealing with my issues, pouring my heart out to Him…coming back to Him…my Life..finding quiet in the storm for myself…but then in the stillness of finding REST in Him…I start listening to this mans’ prayer to his God…his dealings…his seeking understanding…his sobs…his seeking stillness in the storm…his declaration the same as mine earlier….. “Without You I am nothing….I need Your Presence…..it is Life to me…..You are good….even I do not understand I trust You…” And I am humbled………” AND I AM HUMBLED. Please pray....
Posted on: Wed, 02 Apr 2014 03:58:43 +0000
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