Today was really relaxed and smooth sailing. I had 3 meetings, visited one of the good old saints of the Church in the hospital- yes that's what I want to talk about. He is old (almost 100), worn out and on oxygen and somewhat screaming now and then. Perhaps he was in pain. I called him by his first name saying, it's Hmingi again. I held his hand and held mine firmly. So, he hears me. I told him that I love him because God loves him. Yes, I did say that to him. I learn this from mother Teresa many years ago. Then I said, I like to pray for you. He squeezed my hand again. So I prayed. I felt honored to be by the bedside of God's old worn out saint who is getting ready to go home to God. I told him to hang in there that his daughter is on her way here.
I love my job. It's a call from God. Yesterday was filled with meetings and meetings and meetings. I went home after 13 hours all tired, wait actually exhausted. But today my spirit was renewed in the visiting of this old saint of the church. God spoke to me and renewed my spirit.
The Prayer of Faith
Jmes 5: 13 Are any among you suffering? They should pray.
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