Today, Michael got up, got ready and told us, "I'm going to make a friend." One of the girls asked, "With who, Dad?" He replied, "With anyone who will talk to me."
We're trying to get the ground tilled up and ready to work with, but we only have a few garden tools that were left here by the owner. A hoe, garden rake and shovel. I guess we could have turned up the dirt with these archaic devices, but we weren't really into torturing ourselves today. So Michael walked down to the corner hardware store looking to rent a tiller. Nothing like the hardware stores you are used to in the States...more like a walk in closet with things hanging all over the walls, ceiling and lined up on the curb outside. While he was there he determined there was no where to rent tillers, but the owner had one he'd let Michael borrow. So within a half hour, they had gone to get the tiller, put gas and oil in it and even brought it to our house for us. As the young man and young lady were getting back into their car after dropping it off, the Lord nudged me and said, "there are your friends". The friends Michael went in search of today. These are just some of the people the Lord has put in our path. These are the people we will minister to. As I waved good bye and said "thank you,"I could see them in my minds eye getting into their car to leave from a bible study we held in our house where one, if not both of them, received the Lord as their Savior....Would you help us pray?
The Hardware Store