Saturday, July 20, 2013

Full Swing

This weekend we had and have the privilege of having Iftar meals with Bosnian families. Last night we had an Iftar meal with one of my favorite families here. We helped (a little) with the preparations and waited in a hot room talking and laughing until the food was done. We ate until we were fully satisfied, sat for a bit, and said goodbye for the night.

Tonight we get to do a lot of the same but up in a village. We are having this meal with a family for whom we helped to rake hay. They are really good people and I am excited to spend this time with them. Many times up in the villages you will find many more devout followers of Islam than in the town or near town, so it may be a very interesting experience to be a part of their evening. Pray for us while we are there tonight would you?

Yes, Ramazan has been in full swing, and I must report that it has been daunting but in other ways instead of just being hungry. There is tiredness and weakness, there is agitation. Many of my roommates have not felt well throughout this endeavor, as far as feeling sick or strange I haven't had those symptoms. It has felt like since I have gotten here that death seems to be a constant in more ways than one. Since Ramazan started the true weight of the continuation of the deaths of people I know has anchored itself to my guts. I keep a positive attitude as many of these people have been faithful to Jesus their entire lives. However, many times I think over the deaths of those who died apart from Christ and situations that have arisen and it feels like someone has punched me in the stomach.

My prayers have been more focused, they have been more intentional. I know that everything works for the glory of God and my hope and prayer is that God will turn ashes into flowers. Throughout this Ramazan season I pray that God would move in big ways through people's lives so that we won't have to experience many more of our friends dying without knowing Christ, and that heartbreak in any form won't be as burdensome no matter how deep the cut because of Jesus.

Thank you, friends, for praying with me and for me through my time here and especially now. I love you all so very much.

All to God

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