When we were growing up we had the best of both worlds where our religious 
training was concerned.  We were brought up in both the Catholic and Southern 
Baptist churches.  We learned to understand and cherish the Sacraments of the 
Catholic Church, the peace of the Mass and the strict discipline of the Sisters 
that taught us in school (might I even say, fear?)  I attended Catholic schools 
until we moved to Ruby when I was 15. From the Southern Baptists of my 
Grandparents church (our beloved Douglas Mill Baptist Church) I learned to read 
my Bible and things I did not understand were explained to me my Grandmother, 
ever the teacher.  I learned to love all the old hymns in the Broadman 
Hymnal...one of my favorite hymns was Wayfaring Stranger.  It says so much about 
our Journey here on earth and what God expects of us.  To often we ignore a call 
or put aside an obligation.  We have a wealth of freedoms that we take for 
granted untill it is nearly to late.  Bitter words can part of us from the love 
of our Church families and essentially from the Benediction of our faith. 
Most of you know that I came close to meeting Jesus this past summer but 
while I may have been ready, others including God had other ideas.  I even had a 
visitation from long passed mothers of my family who told me that all would be 
well.  Eventually.  So, I held onto my faith and let God work his miracles.  On 
facebook when I was finally able to sit up for while and read all the prayers 
that had been sent up for me, I found I had a new friend that I really had never 
heard from before. I have never been sure how this Minister of a church in Kenya 
came to be my friend, but trusting in God we have been visiting on Facebook for 
many months.  He has offered up prayer for me and I for him and his flock.  They 
need rain for the crops, so I pray for rain for them.  His church is in its 
infancy but they have so much faith.  We have been discussing the possibility of 
a Sister Church to sponsor them and help them to get Bibles and Bible story 
books for the children; to give them moral support and help them get firmly on 
their feet.  I love to look at the photos of his Congregation and how they get 
to their knees to  ask for God's blessings.  In a time when so many are punished 
by death for their Christian beliefs, and even here some of our traditions are 
banned where our holidays are concerned, I know that their little church will 
survive.  If you would like to friend Lucas and his Church on Facebook his full 
name is Lucas Wafula Wechuli.  Just go on Facebook, tell him God sent you.  Here 
is a photo of three of the little children in Jesus's care...there are many more 
photos on Lucas's home page. 
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Thursday, March 5, 2015
JESUS LOVES THE LITTLE CHILDREN (as published in the Cheraw Chronicle)
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3 comments:
awww - look at those sweet children. So precious.
This post gives one a lot to about, Sandi. I'm so glad for your miracle! There's been one in my family recently and I thank God every single day.
I will definitely look up your friend in Kenya. Thanks so much for sharing his story. :)
xoxo
How cool is that?!
I think I had forgotten some of your recent story...
SO Happy God insisted you STAY HERE with Us!!! :o)
Such sweet children!!
hughugs
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