I Am Overcome

Friends of ours invited us to their church building, about an hour away from us. Wasn’t a big congregation, but there was an unannounced guest speaker that morning, from South Africa. The words he spoke were great encouragement to us, re-enforcing things God had been telling us all week. Then the Pastor asked us to come to the front so that the Church could pray for us and our move. We went to the front and were facing him, and he asked for all the people from Africa to come and pray in their native dialects. We couldn’t see the people, they were behind us, but we heard their prayers, six different people prayed in six different languages! It was amazing, Christian and I both in tears. The one and only word we understood in each language was Jesus. He is the same in all languages.

I am so thankful that God looks down on me and chooses to love me and guide me. I am overcome by the lengths He will go to show me that He is with me and He loves me.

Could we with ink the ocean fill, And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill, And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,Though stretched from sky to sky.

This is a verse from the hymn “The Love Of God”. We can’t even conceive how deep and how wide His love for us is.

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I am a Jesus lover, wife, mother and grandmother. I live in Uganda with two of my best friends and get to experience God's love, grace and mercy everyday. This is my personal blog and posts, pictures and views don’t necessarily represent the views of our organization. They are from our personal experiences as missionaries.

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