If you read my husbands blog you already read about our awesome time last night! Giving out food and ministering from the Word of God. It was truly a great time. Everybody knows every reporter reports differently so here's my take on yesterday's ministry outreach:
First we counted up the money and went to the market. My co-worker and I were excited as we walked there, planning out what would be the best to buy with the little money we had. We were both trilled to be given the opportunity to minister in this way.
We returned with potatoes, milk, canned tuna, soap, noodles, beans, tea, and a few other things. We then divided up what we had into bags of equal portions. As soon as we walked out the door we saw Evelyn. A tall Nigerian women dressed in a purple djellaba, and a white head covering. Her friend was with her. She was similarly dressed, with her baby named Jackson strapped to her back. We talked with them for a few minutes. She shared with us the bad way she is treated here by the North Africans, and told us she was not a Muslim, but she had to dress that way to receive hand outs. They are in a difficult situation I understand, but I will admit she did hold a little bit of an expectant type attitude. We explained we wanted to give them food in the name of Jesus. We told them we simply wanted to share His love. We also explained we would do the same regardless if they were Muslim or Christian. As we handed them the food we received many strange looks from the people walking by and those working in stores near us. It was awesome to be showing others in a discreet way our good works, so they may in turn see Our Father.
Then we loaded all of us into the car and went to find Emy. Also a Nigerian. My husband had met him awhile back and had shared with him our churches desire to help. We found him and he directed us to his house. Or actually more accurately put, his room. When we were getting close, my heart was beating faster than normal. It was getting darker, all I could think about was about how the very neighborhood we were in is the one where reportedly many terrorist or would be terrorist live. The neighborhood had been on the national news awhile back for this reason. There was trash everywhere. Stray dogs and cats running everywhere. Horrible smells, etc. I think you get the picture.....really a BAD part of town. When we arrived my husband offered a man working a run down shop a little money to watch our car. We then filed out of our car. People were staring at us....well mainly me.( The white lady with blue eyes holding the hands of two light haired children. I usually stick out more than anybody.) I mean this is not the place tourists go for family picnics....I am sure the people were wondering what in the world we were doing there. At night for that matter. We then followed Emy into a building with a grass mat on the floor of the hallway. Shoes were lined up everywhere. We walked several rooms with only blankets on the floor. All of the rooms rented out for about $70 a month. Again bad odors filled the air. Something chemical, B.O. , and smoke. We all gathered in a room at the end of the hallway. Four or five guys live there. There were only blankets for beds. We sat on their blankets. The had a tiny TV and a small shelf with a Bible on it.
We sat with them for awhile. My husband shared the Bible with them and we prayed with them.We began with only a few and then others came in, one went to get his own Bible from his room. He then returned with a used looking Bible. Suffain shared his testimony with them. They were shocked and pleased to meet a North African Christian. I think it was awesome for Suffain as well to meet them and minister to them. I know usually when he shares his testimony he has to deal with negative responses. It was awesome to hear their positive and encouraging remarks when he finished. We had a great time and I am excited to meet many more Africans that we can minister to here. We are looking forward to next Saturday, when we plan to meet with them again. It was really a great day yesterday, I praise God for the opportunity!!!!
Sunday, March 16, 2008
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