One thing I have learned on this trip is that people are people. Profound, I know. Even though things may be incredibly different here, people are still the same. Kids say "mom" a thousand times until she acknowledges them, women love shoes and bags, men love sports, everyone seeks out friendships, etc. Even though many women here will look very different with their head coverings and all, they are still women who want to look nice and have friends - they are not people to be scared of. In the States, many times we will look from afar and not want to approach to talk or anything. I have learned that these ladies are very nice, and VERY hospitable.
We so often pray for missionaries across the world and the people they are trying to reach with the Gospel. Many times we pray not knowing really how to pray for them so we just pray rather generically. No longer are these people nameless, faceless blurs to pray for: they have faces, names, dreams, hope and desires, and are trying to please the only god they have been taught about. They sincerely believe that Islam is the true religion. I ask you to pray that God will open their eyes to the truth, to wonder what was so different about those Christians who came to teach English this summer, to plant seeds of doubt into their hearts. I have left the city I was in for 5 weeks, but God can still work in their hearts. Pray for Jihane, Asame, Mohommad, Wafa, Miriam*, and many others we were able to speak to. Pray that they will be saved and bring God unusual glory.
*names have been changed
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