When you go to a country where there is so much suffering, it's hard sometimes to feel equipped, qualified, or even useful. What could I tell a woman who had seen her husband killed, who had been given aids by an adulterous husband, or whose children had died at the hands of machete-wielding neighbors? Yet, what I discovered was that, no matter how different the culture or trials, God has a way of taking whatever we have to give and using it for His purposes.
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Wed, November 19, 2008
by Karen H.