Many Missives #2

Dear "Sister"

It was July 9, 2010. The day I met you in that blistering hot sewing building in Dharmapuri. I was playing "the smile game" and you were one of my "victims". That lime green sari you wore was so beautiful with your caramel skin. You were so attentive throughout hearing the testimonies and the gospel. And then you jumped up to get in line for a blessing.

God only knows what brought you to me. With our scarves over our heads and a lump in my throat, I laid my hands around your shoulders and was suddenly filled with the spirit for you. My heart was broken and out came words, cries of desperation, for your salvation, for you to understand the reality of my God, Yaweh, Jesus, Savior, to be known to you and your family. That His love and glory be poured upon you and that your heart and eyes be opened to His miraculous wonder.

I ended the prayer in Jesus' name and we both looked up sobbing. We nodded and hugged (rather awkwardly at first) but oh it was worth it. So much emotion, so much holy power, in such a simple statement of words. I have to say, that must have been the best hug I've ever received. :)

Haha, and then we walked out of that cement building, tears and sweat still running down our faces, and you called me sister. SISTER, you knew me for 3 minutes and you loved me so much. But believe me, the love was definitely reciprocated.

I still pray for you. All the time. The picture we took together sits on the front of my desk and I could sit and stare at it for hours. Haha my favorite part is that we look quite a bit alike: same hair, same smile, same eyes, same style. That's such a God-thing! I wish I knew your name....maybe one day God will tell me. Maybe one day I can ask you myself. Wouldn't that be great? :)

Sometimes I wonder if you could understand any of what I prayed. I hope so. But I'm doubtful. You may never know, but I know that my prayers will be answered. It is not against God's will for you to be drawn close to Him and wrapped in His love and comfort. I still pray for you my sister, my Ankah. With ALL of God's love and blessings.

Sincerely,

"Sister"