As Lori and I were praying our way through the maternity ward at the hospital, we ran into an old friend of mine, Rayaanatu. She was helping out at the bedside of a friend who had a premature baby. Rayaa was part of the Jesus following Fulani group up north, and when they all had to leave their village because of persecution and kidnapping, she and her family moved to a town near us, rather than moving with most of the group across the border into Cameroon. Since then, she has grown into a lovely young woman and has married and has a son. When I asked about her family, she told me that her mom had died. Knowing that she now lives in a overwhelmingly Musxlim town, no longer in a community of believers, I asked her if she still followed Jesus. She said yes, that she would never stop following Him. I was blessed to hear her words and the conviction in her voice as she spoke her heart. Here’s a photo of her in 2005, and then one of her this afternoon. Please pray for Rayaa, that she would be a light shining in the darkness for her family and neighbors.
