It occurred to me that this strange pain might be a satanic attack. I knelt in the bedroom and prayed, rebuking Satan in Jesus’ name.
Finally, on our third day without success, I told him, “We will just have to go to their village and ask around. By faith, I believe God will lead us to them.”
We prayed that God would lead us to people in whom His Spirit is working and that we would be bold and invite them to begin Bible studies.
May God help us all not to grow weary in this rescue mission, wasting our time on worldly distractions or, worse yet, fighting among ourselves. Our mission is urgent!
Every one of us is living a story and writing a new chapter every day. We don’t know the ending, but by faith we know that God is working all things together for good.
In this difficult experience with my ankle fracture, I have seen the kindness of humanity shine through. If it helped the Great River people to see God a little clearer, it was beyond worth it.
For most Muslims, God is not a personal being we can know as a friend. Rather, He is a distant, powerful ruler. So I absolutely love it when they experience God as a friend who personally helps them through life’s trials!
Just like that unexpected and unwanted midnight visitor, Satan comes to spoil our lives through temptations, heartaches or anything else he can use to rob us of our peace with Jesus.