Below is a short word written by the brother of a friend who helped us get our passports picked up from the Cameroonian Embassy before my January trip.What a sweet reminder that I am doing what the Lord has called me to do. Pay attention to the last line of what he wrote. I totally agree!
So grateful the Lord is using me for His will, purpose and glory!
Our God is an awesome God!!!
2 people I will meet in Heaven
actual photo of our passports before he sent them to us! mine is on the left.
“Can I interest you in a favor that might be a hassle but would
ensure that the gospel reaches Cameroon?” – random text from my brother on
Wednesday.
ensure that the gospel reaches Cameroon?” – random text from my brother on
Wednesday.
Of course I said ok without knowing what he was talking about…I mean
how often to ensure that the gospel will reach the other side of the
world.
how often to ensure that the gospel will reach the other side of the
world.
Basically he knows two missionaries from Atlanta who are leaving for
Cameroon today (Friday) and there had been some trouble with their
passports at the Cameroon embassy in DC. So yesterday I drove down to DC
through some snow and ice to the Cameroon embassy (which was actually
closed because of weather) where a lady came in specifically to give me
the two passports. I went to FedEx, overnighted them to Atlanta, where my
two friends picked them up this morning so they could head on their
mission to Cameroon.
Cameroon today (Friday) and there had been some trouble with their
passports at the Cameroon embassy in DC. So yesterday I drove down to DC
through some snow and ice to the Cameroon embassy (which was actually
closed because of weather) where a lady came in specifically to give me
the two passports. I went to FedEx, overnighted them to Atlanta, where my
two friends picked them up this morning so they could head on their
mission to Cameroon.
So by my calculations, God used me to share the gospel through two
people I’ll probably never meet, in a country that I’ll probably never
visit, by simply driving to a building I’ll probably never even drive past
again.
people I’ll probably never meet, in a country that I’ll probably never
visit, by simply driving to a building I’ll probably never even drive past
again.
God must have something planned for
Cameroon to orchestrate this the way He did. Small world. Big
God.
Cameroon to orchestrate this the way He did. Small world. Big
God.
So amazing how this story unfolded. Love it, love it.