I thought this was going to be a routine day of working on the poultry school curriculum, but boy was I wrong.
While Kathy and I were taking a walk up "heart attack hill" we got a phone call from Geoffery (Our driver for all the medical clinics and Kathy's assistant in the eye clinics). He wanted to know if we were at home and could he pick up his computer. I said, "When?" He said, "Seven minutes." So we turned around and headed back down "heart attack hill." His computer was having some issues and he asked if I would look at it. With God's help, it turned out to be a pretty easy fix.
When he arrived, Kathy asked if he liked oatmeal. He said he had never had it before, so she fixed him a bowl with cinnamon, ginger, and nutmeg and hot tea (his preference). I worked with him for a little while on how to keep his computer lean and mean, then Kathy gave him a Facebook lesson. He was overjoyed.
Here's the good part: Before he left, he said he wanted to pray for us. We have heard him pray many times and knew he was a powerful prayer warrior, however, it had never been so personal. He prayed heaven down and the devil out and blessed us, our children, and our children's children for many generations. He prayed for God's favor to be upon us. It was very obvious from the way the day started that we were going to have a blessed day.
Not long after he left, God led me to a piece of software for the poultry school I had been looking for for several days....and it worked.
After lunch, we went to the ATM so we could go to the grocery store and gas station. I have never seen so little traffic. God's favor was really evident when twice a driver stopped and motioned for us to turn in front of them... very raw in Kampala. It was like God cleared the road just for us. That was a good thing, because I had not driven in two or three days.
Then, while we were at the grocery store, Geoffery called and asked if I was available to preach this coming Sunday. He said he wanted me to speak at his mother's church. Doug Harris told me about his mother church before we left Tennessee. They have never had a white person speak before... possibly never had a white person in the church before. What an honor!! Please pray that God will lead me in preparation and presentation so that He, and He alone, is glorified.
Could there be more? Of course! God is not through with the day until the next one starts. Frannie called a little while ago and told us she had sold our camper and was on the way to the bank with the money. Wow! That is such a relief.
And as I am writing this, there was more. I just heard Kathy out on the back porch playing her Irish whistle to the Lord drowning out the Muslim call to prayer.
Thank you Lord for blessing our day. Thank you Lord for blessing our lives. Thank you Lord for sending us a friend like Geoffery.
And thank you for your continued prayers,
Edd and Kathy
While Kathy and I were taking a walk up "heart attack hill" we got a phone call from Geoffery (Our driver for all the medical clinics and Kathy's assistant in the eye clinics). He wanted to know if we were at home and could he pick up his computer. I said, "When?" He said, "Seven minutes." So we turned around and headed back down "heart attack hill." His computer was having some issues and he asked if I would look at it. With God's help, it turned out to be a pretty easy fix.
When he arrived, Kathy asked if he liked oatmeal. He said he had never had it before, so she fixed him a bowl with cinnamon, ginger, and nutmeg and hot tea (his preference). I worked with him for a little while on how to keep his computer lean and mean, then Kathy gave him a Facebook lesson. He was overjoyed.
Here's the good part: Before he left, he said he wanted to pray for us. We have heard him pray many times and knew he was a powerful prayer warrior, however, it had never been so personal. He prayed heaven down and the devil out and blessed us, our children, and our children's children for many generations. He prayed for God's favor to be upon us. It was very obvious from the way the day started that we were going to have a blessed day.
Not long after he left, God led me to a piece of software for the poultry school I had been looking for for several days....and it worked.
After lunch, we went to the ATM so we could go to the grocery store and gas station. I have never seen so little traffic. God's favor was really evident when twice a driver stopped and motioned for us to turn in front of them... very raw in Kampala. It was like God cleared the road just for us. That was a good thing, because I had not driven in two or three days.
Then, while we were at the grocery store, Geoffery called and asked if I was available to preach this coming Sunday. He said he wanted me to speak at his mother's church. Doug Harris told me about his mother church before we left Tennessee. They have never had a white person speak before... possibly never had a white person in the church before. What an honor!! Please pray that God will lead me in preparation and presentation so that He, and He alone, is glorified.
Could there be more? Of course! God is not through with the day until the next one starts. Frannie called a little while ago and told us she had sold our camper and was on the way to the bank with the money. Wow! That is such a relief.
And as I am writing this, there was more. I just heard Kathy out on the back porch playing her Irish whistle to the Lord drowning out the Muslim call to prayer.
Thank you Lord for blessing our day. Thank you Lord for blessing our lives. Thank you Lord for sending us a friend like Geoffery.
And thank you for your continued prayers,
Edd and Kathy
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