Thank You, Lord, for choosing me to be Your heart, voice and hands for these few hours in a Doe village. There are so many people, so much to see. As always, You come through and honor my humble request for Your divine favor.
The people’s need for physical medicine meets God-given spiritual medicine. Their weakness and fatigue meets God-given strength and endurance. Their sadness and thirst meets God-given joy and living water.
Little do they know, O Lord, that despite their malnourishment, infection and pain their greatest need is Your salvation and Your reign. You are the Great Physician as they will see. You hold the key to healing that medicine can’t always cure.
Please, Lord, be with them. Plant the seed of Your love, hope and peace; the seed of Your salvation for lost sheep. Send Your messengers to all the Doe so that one day, they too can say, “Thank You, Lord, for choosing me to be Your heart, voice and hands.” Amen.