Over the Mountains and the Valleys

January 2008

Dear All,

I

t’s a New Year with new hopes! I’ve been silent since July last year and missed out my December newsletter, but now its here, better late than never. The past months have been turbulent and challenging, and but through it all, my Heavenly Father has been carrying me in His everlasting arms. Deut 33:17a

Valley

Soon after I sent out my last newsletter I had to stop going to BASICS, the school I talked about. The lady in charge had issues with the way I incorporated the gospel in my story to the children and how I gave out the invitation every time. She called me after one lesson and said that the children probably did not understand since she had seen a few of them putting up their hands more than once after the invitation was given. She asked me if there was any way I could give the lesson without giving out an invitation. It was quite an upsetting experience for me, and I sought advice from a few people who encouraged me to keep going despite the new condition I had been given. I did go for a few more weeks and just gave the lesson without an invitation, but then I opted out.

Mountain

Soon afterwards another door opened to me, and I got the chance to start another school programme at a school in my neighbourhood, True Love Nursery School, which is incidentally the school that my nephew Edward goes to. Now I go there every Thursday morning, armed with my bible lesson visuals, and the children are always very happy when they see me. The reception on the part of the Headmistress and staff was very cordial, and it must have been God who opened the way for me. Truly, when God closes a door, He opens a window.

Valley

Getting to Osu Children’s Home was becoming increasingly difficult; the day that favoured me was Tuesday, and the Head had asked me to come on Wednesday. It was also a real time of discouragement after I had to leave BASICS, and though it may not have been the best decision to take, I stopped going there too. I still want to work with disadvantaged children, though, and I am making efforts to start visiting Agape Children’s Home in Adenta, which is closer to me.

Mountain

God showed me a picture of the lush, green tree talked about in Jeremiah 17 and drew my attention to the fact that He wants His children (including me) to be like that. It didn’t matter that times were rough, He still wanted me to look like a well watered plant

⁸ “He (she) will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit."

God also gave me a beautiful picture in my own potted plant. During the harshest weeks of the harmattan when everyone had dry lips and skin like sandpaper, I noticed that my potted plant was looking very healthy. It reminded me of Psalm 1. I took a close up of it, asked God to help me to be like it, and I was encouraged.

I have also learned to say things in love. It was some harsh words I said to someone that caused me to think again.

God miraculously opened the way for me to go to school. I am now a student of Trinity Theological Seminary doing a diploma course in Holistic Child Development. My fees are being sponsored by a wonderful woman of God. God is good!! Praise Him

God Bless!!