I have been feeling distinctly humbled over the past week or so…
First – I am humbled and grateful for the prayers and support of so many friends and family around the world. We are thankful for prayers for rain – as we are getting more (don’t stop praying, please!); thankful for those who are encouraging and uplifting our wonderful children; thankful for those who have sacrificially given in order that we might be here in Tansen. I am humbled.
Second – I have been humbled by the generosity of the people around me here in Tansen. Recently, our house-helper shared with us the story of a sister-in-law who has been diagnosed with cervical cancer. This woman has lived next door to our helper for many years – and hasn’t spoken to our helper in many years – holding some kind of grudge against her. (This is the actually the sister-in-law of our helper’s husband who left her for another woman). Now – our helper doesn’t make a huge amount of money each month. And recently she received a gift of money from former missionaries here. She took half of the gift and had left the remainder here with us to be given to her later. Last week she asked for that money – the equivalent of almost a month’s salary – in order to give it to this estranged sister-in-law to help with her cancer treatment. I AM HUMBLED!
Next – we were invited to the home of the hospital chaplain and his family. This soft spoken man and his wife have 3 daughters of their own and have adopted a young boy as well. We entered their “home” – two small rooms with barely space to walk around the beds. We sat on one of the beds while they served us cake and tea – they were celebrating the chaplain’s birthday and had invited us to share in that with them. As we chatted, they shared their dreams of adopting more children, but they were praying for the Lord to give them more space (another room) so they could do that. They are living on the salary the chaplain earns at the hospital – the wife is busy trying to take care of the 4 children – the oldest is 7. Once again – I AM HUMBLED.
When I complain because our lights have gone out – or because the internet has stopped – or because there is no butter in the bazaar….Lord, help me to remember that I am so blessed – and to never cease to be humble!