Mary Slessor wrote to a friend who had long prayed for her: "I have always said that I have no idea how or why God has carried me over so many funny and hard places, and made these hordes of people submit to me, or why the Government should have given me the privilege of a Magistrate among them, except in answer to prayer made at home for me. It is all beyond my comprehension. The only way I can explain it is on the ground that I have been prayed for more than most. Pray on, dear one — the power lies that way."
All that I can say right now is that God's hand is always visible in my life. If you are praying for me, please continue. I live in a city where there are Idols on nearly every street. It's very grieving. Yesterday, I seen a statue of the Devil in front of a beautiful house. The devil was torturing a man. After much questioning, I found that it was a casino. I will put up more pictures and try to blog more often.
May the blessings of the Lord overtake you!
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