Well here we are at
the Church on the Hill. This is where Nana was ministered to by Debi in
2009. She has since gone to be with Jesus as my mother has who we
called Nana. I spoke earlier in the notes about the woman that walked
up hill for over an hour just to come to the afternoon service. Over a
mile plus walk on dirt roads. Such a blessing. What I like about this
story is how we cannot find time for Church or even Sunday Night Prayer
Service, but she will brave the elements of heat, humidity and rain to
go to church when the doors are open.
There
is a picture of Elder Dennis who owns the land and the large garden
acreage playing the drums and then the pastor of the church is on the
platform to my right. The picture you see of praying for this older man
was for his healing. God was good. I also used his staff in a
demonstration of once I was blind, but now I can see.
Stan
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