This is Lucas. During our first two days of teacher training, he slept. At first, I thought he was just a good baby but Tuesday morning, I saw that his eyes were crusted shut and his nose plugged. He clearly was not well.
My heart ached for him. On Tuesday, he was still listless, and I asked a woman who was a nurse from a different team if she had seen him. She had and said his mother was giving him some medicine and that lots of people in his village were sick; even his mom didn't look like she felt well.
"Well, it's good he's getting medicine. Surely, he will get better"....
But little Lucas kept tugging at my heart. During one of the breaks, I found Pastor Jonathan and asked him if he would ask Lucas' mother, Julia, if I could pray for him. He did ask and I prayed.
The next day, I arrived in the classroom to this sight:
Lucas was up and around, bright eyed and ready to play! He looked like a different child.
I am sorry to say I was surprised~
Since I left Mozambique, I have been bothered by my surprise that Lucas got better after being prayed for. What am I praying for if I don't believe God will do the work? So, I have since been praying "expectantly"~trusting God to heal those He brings into my life for prayer. I continue to pray for Lucas and his mother. I thank God for the power of prayer!
Amen.
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