She was cooking porridge and directing her household from beside her stove. Laughter and chatter of her children and their friends filled the small room. “Pedro, your uniform for school is pressed and on your bed,” she spoke gently to her youngest son. “Martins, your piano book is right there on the shelf,” she spoke to her oldest son, pointing with her wooden spoon.
I do not have much time, but wanted to write and thank you for all of your prayers. I made it safely to Oklahoma, though it was a tiring 2 day trip! God was with me throughout the entire trip. (Isn’t He always?)
If you haven’t checked the Sermon Audio pages in a while, you will find that they are mostly updated and are being updated on much more regular basis. The thanks for this goes to Curt Carter who has taken over the job of editing and uploading our sermons and done a great job which has caused them to be available online much sooner than they were before.
I have been overwhelmed by the response of so many of you in writing to let me know you are praying for my brother, my family, and for me. Twice I received an email from friends telling me that they had just been praying for my parents. I don’t even know how to adequately thank you. (Can you imagine me at a loss for words?)
Over the last few months I have been concerned about finding another home to live in here in Choma. The Byrnes plan to leave Zambia on August 11 and I have been living in the Byrnes’ servants’ quarters. I have watched for posted signs in town and people from church have been making me aware of houses that are also for rent. God did not seem to be opening any doors.
