More opportunities for prayer!

Well since I went into the details of trying to make visits to new homes and still make visits to the ones we have met in the last post, I will not revisit that here.  However, I will let you know, that often the person you first make contact with in a home seems to be your strongest contact and you get nailed down as a friend to that person.  Early on, like the first week, as we walked as a family, we found a home where there were men and women and children out in the street with whom we could talk.  It seemed the perfect place to stop.  It actually wound up being a combination of two households.  The one most interested in holding a conversation with me was an older teenage girl.  It was ok, since I needed the language help and she was willing to without wanting me to make her a paid teacher.  She helped me interpret from our other language, and I helped her with her English a bit.  But when it comes to making an impact on a household, we really want to focus on the older generations.  Plus, I would rather have a friend my age or same station of life.  But once again, a contact is a contact, no matter the age. 

Well on subsequent visits, the young girl was unavailable, out studying for school or something.  So I began talking to whomever was there.  Once it was the grandmother in one of the homes, who was so helpful by telling the names of everything that was around us, from things on the ground to the animals going by us.  Sometimes it was only one lady who did not talk much, but at least I was able to hear them talk some to the other neighbors as they passed and we talked about the children playing.

On Friday, it started out like that but did not end there.  The lady who was out front invited me in to greet the matriarch of her home and a lady they had visiting.  I greeted the matriarch, who I had met once before. (It made me feel better, because she did not remember my name.  I often forget theirs when I meet so many but get so embarrassed about it.)  I also greeted the lady they had visiting.  She proceeded to bless me and our family, though it was the first time we had met.  Then after a time I went back out side, so I could watch the children, ie make sure Mariama was playing nice.

After a while one of the other ladies from the house across the way came out just to greet me, before going back to what she was doing.  A short time later, someone from behind the fence was trying to get my attention.  I went over to greet whoever it was, and it was the grandmother from the previous visit.  We chatted about things for a while.  Then she shared with me how she had broken her hip 9 months ago and that it still hurts so much.  It hurts when she lies down and she has to use a cane to walk.  She had never shared any of this with me before, and I had just figured it was normal old age.  I took the opportunity to pray with her, for which she was very grateful.  Open doors with a woman of influence, praise Him!  Ask the Father to provide more open doors and the opportunity to share more with these homes.  Ask the Father to give her relief from her pain, so that she can rest better, and may she know it is Him.