My Problems are Nothing

My present problems are nothing when compared to those of others in Zimbabwe.

I am in the office once again dealing with emails concerning the business of running a church and communicating with other leaders, sorting the agenda for a meeting on Thursday, then an email comes in.

It is from Juliet, asking for prayer for her cousins in Zimbabwe. I didn’t know she had cousins there. It turns out they are Christians simply trying to do the right thing where they live.

“Mike is in and out of consciousness,” she says in her email. “Angie’s arm broken in two places, after the beatings they were urinated on by everyone.”

I looked a the Times article with horror. And this is 30 years after the same forces martyred the Elim missionaries.

Oh Lord, Zimbabwe!

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