Friday, December 15, 2006
One of our missionaries, Sheri, is moving home this week. Her friend was preaching at our church on Sunday and invited her to the front. She asked the kids, "how many of you know Sheri's favorite color?" and a few other similar questions. She said that Sheri has lived with us for two years and is leaving now and if we didn't get to know her, we don't have the chance anymore. She went on to make the comparison to Jesus, that he's right here with us and we can know him but many of us don't. Unlike Sheri, He isn't going anywhere but one day it will be too late for us to know Him. I wasn't at church on Sunday, I was visiting another children's center. But my co-worked Vella told me that after church, two of our boys, Beto and Tome, ran up to her and said, "Mana Vella, we know your favorite color - it's yellow! And we know Mana Laura's - it's green! We know you!!" I was so touched and amazed that they knew. As you know, green is my favorite color, but I only have one green top and nearly everything in my house is blue. And it's not like they shop with me or anything and see me drawn to green things. I must have just mentioned it once or twice and they remembered. I came home and went into their rooms where they were sleeping and just prayed that God would help me to know them as well. With 45 of them, it is hard! I will admit that readily. But I pray that God will give me insight into who they are and who he is making them to be. And perhaps, even their favorite colors!