Shortly after we arrived in the village, a woman named Prossy,
showed up at the clinic, with her brother, begging for someone to help her
fight for her life. She had cervical
cancer and had a partial hysterectomy and needed treatment. She had no money. None. She
wanted to live. She had 3 kids at home. We cannot turn away from the one in front of
us. We prayed with her and her brother, and
sent her on her way with the doctor and money for treatment at the hospital. We
pleaded with God for her life. “Please heal this one for your glory, Lord, according to your will." And He did.
For His glory.
Today we grieve. She
passed away due to emergency complications last week.
God did heal her in His perfect way.
She was born again. She is
completely healed and in heaven with Jesus.
I don't always understand His ways.
I grieve as I think of three more orphans left behind.
But He is a perfect, holy, just God.
He has conquered sin and death.
On. The. Cross. I will praise His name. Still. Even
when there are tears. "For to me,
to live is Christ and to die is gain." Philippians 1:21
I love Him with all of my broken heart. Because He first loved me.
Only because of His grace,
Debbie
I love Him with all of my broken heart. Because He first loved me.
Only because of His grace,
Debbie
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