While doing errands after teaching a bible lesson across the river yesterday, I ran into my sweet friend, B. I have known her practically all her life, and she has always been the huggiest, sweetest buddy for me. She has struggled with epilepsy all her days, and even though she’s on meds, she still occasionally has fits that throw her willynilly, sometimes right into their cookfire or a pot of boiling hot liquid, and she has the scars to prove it. She lives with her widowed mom as a refugee in Cameroon, and I think they have no close male relative to look after them. We chatted and hugged for a bit, and then we parted ways. Not 30 minutes later she found me again, and pressed into my hand a gift she had bought for me. She said, “here is some soap for you to wash your clothes with.” Talk about being overwhelmed with someone’s love and concern! She bought me something she knew I could use with her coins that she needed much more than me. Yesterday B gave me a much better gift than soap; she gave me a deep tug to my heart and a smile to last all day, yes even to last much longer than that. Would that we all could be so generous and loving. Please pray for B and her mom, that they would experience God’s love to the fullest.
