TITLE: God Did
By Tricia Draper
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By, Tricia Draper
“Today is the day!” Bud shouted as he jumped out of bed and ran to his mother, Angelina. “Mama, today Senor Ray and Senora Connie, the missionaries from the United States are coming back to our village, and this time they are going to stay for many, many days. They are going to build a church so we can learn more about God!”
“I know, Buddy,” his mother said, using his special nickname instead of his given name of William. “You are very excited, aren’t you?” She had to admit, she was also excited, although not quite to the point of jumping up and down as her 8 year old son was doing around their small, one room hut.
“Do you remember their last visit? They healed my eyes!” Bud beamed at his mother.
Angelina remembered well the surprise visit from the Americans. It had changed their lives forever. She thought back to the wonderful day the missionaries had shown up in the small village way up in the Andes Mountains, riding on donkeys. No one was expecting them, but there they were. They said they had heard about the tiny farming community from a neighboring village about 30 miles away. After the Americans had rolled up their sleeves and offered to help with daily chores, the villagers welcomed the pair with open arms.
That night, the whole village, about 75 people in all, had gathered around a big campfire, while the missionaries told a story about a man named Jesus, and how He had sacrificed himself because of His love for them. Sr. Ray asked if anyone needed healing in their body. Bud, who had been blind from birth, asked his mother if he could go get prayed for. She smiled and led him up to Sr. Ray. He prayed for Bud and right there in front of everyone, Bud’s eyes had opened, and he could see! By the end of their three day visit, every single person had accepted Jesus into their heart. The whole village was now excited about seeing their special friends again.
“Remember, Bud,” his mother reaffirmed, smiling down at her son, “they did not heal your eyes; God did.”
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