Every night for the past year and
a half,
Elizabeth whispered the
same prayer to her God each night,
“Do something new in my
life, O God,” she cried.
Shut in by herself in a
little house by the hillside
Trying her best to
reconcile herself to a world without John her beloved,
Who died two years ago
after being terminally sick for over a decade.
Their house was so empty,
her life felt so dead.
“O God she often thought,
how am I going to live through each day,in the years ahead?
Her work kept her busy O
but her heart was so empty,
Memories hurt, loneliness
killed,
But she had to pull on
there was no other way.
“Elizabeth,” pastor said,
when her met her in church that day.
“We have all been praying
for you,
And we believe this is
what Adonai wants you to do.
There is an assignment for
a missionary school in West Africa
If you say yes, everything
will be arranged for you,
But you will have to leave
early tomorrow.” he said.
Elizabeth nodded a yes,
with tears flowing down her face.
Whatever said and done it
was hard to leave the only life she knew.
She then recollected those
words from her morning prayer which seemed like a confirmation.
“Stop dwelling on past events
and brooding over times gone by;
I am doing something new;
it’s springing up — can’t you see it?
I am making a road in the desert,
rivers in the wasteland. Isaiah 43:18-19 CJB
and brooding over times gone by;
I am doing something new;
it’s springing up — can’t you see it?
I am making a road in the desert,
rivers in the wasteland. Isaiah 43:18-19 CJB
“I trust you God”,
she whispered over and over again,
As her journey began and
she reached her destination.
Knees knocking, heart
pounding she made her way.
Towards the large burly
dark man who met her at the airport that day.
And they drove miles and
miles in the hot desert land,
They reached an old
dilapidated school by the river bank.
And threw themselves at
her in ones, two and fours,
“Our mother has come they
yelled in joy!”
To be called a mother a
word which sounded so strange to her
But oh it sounded so sweet
to her tired ears.
“Thank you Adonai, she
whispered to her God.
As she hugged the little
ones back,
For doing something new and
giving me new lease of life!