[et_pb_section admin_label="section"][et_pb_row admin_label="row"][et_pb_column type="4_4"][et_pb_text admin_label="Text" background_layout="light" text_orientation="left" use_border_color="off" border_color="#ffffff" border_style="solid"] In between ministry responsibilities, I am in the process of researching and writing my second book. My first book, For the Joy Set Before Us, includes some of my stories and practical advice for coming to the mission field. This second book will share stories of some of the people I have met here, and how God has done the miraculous in their lives. Every person here has been through tremendous pain and hardship, but some have come out smiling and victorious. That can only happen because of the miraculous work of God on their behalf. They are the most courageous people I have ever come across, and I know that their stories will encourage others who have gone through hard times as well.
This week I went to visit my mom here, as I call her. Her name is Rebekah. Rebekah is around 100 years old, though she’s not sure of her exact age. They didn’t keep track back then and she never received a birth certificate. Rebekah has persistent TB and she is on her death bed. The last time I saw her I felt that it was important to record her story down so that others can know the life she has lived and what she has gone through. On Tuesday, I traveled with some friends for about thirty minutes on the bumpy road and then on a dirt path that leads to her village. She is doing very bad, but she was so thrilled that we came. She wanted someone to write her story, and she wanted to give me advice in case I don’t see her again. She told me loves me and thanked me for having a strong heart, staying here for all of these years and being her daughter. I too had some things I needed her to know. I traveled halfway around the world to live in Northern Uganda as a missionary at a young age. It was hard being so far from my family and friends. She loved me and welcomed me as one of her children. She treated me like family. She was the first person here to invite me into her hut and cook me a meal. She was instrumental in us starting our village ministry that has now reached thousands of people. One old woman in a village made herself available to God, opened her heart to me, and has changed this place forever. She needed to know how much she means to me and how God has used her so intrinsically in this ministry. I needed her to know that even if she goes to be with the Lord tomorrow, her life has meant something great, and will continue to bear fruit as we minister in the villages.
(This picture of Rebekah was taken about 3-4 years ago. She is still just as beautiful, though her body is racked with sickness.)
We sat in that hut for hours recording her words. Though she was confused and had to take breaks, I left with a lot of information and comfort in knowing that I had that time with her. She told me as we were leaving that she will not be healed from this sickness; even if she lasts one or two more months, she is going home to be with God. She told me not to be sad or worry, because it is God’s plan and she has lived a very long life. She also told me that at her funeral, she doesn’t want any songs of mourning played. She wants people to sing, rejoice, and celebrate her life. Whenever that day comes, that is one wish that I intend to fulfill. I won’t be able to not shed any tears, but I will rejoice that she is in a much better place, finally done suffering in this broken world, finally overcoming every sickness that has ravaged her body. What a hope Rebekah has, and all of us who cling to Jesus!
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[author] [author_image timthumb='on']http://www.ericambasan.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/IMG_0088.jpg[/author_image] [author_info]Hi, my name is Erica and I am a God-called missionary for Northern Uganda. It is my passion and life-calling to bring God’s word to the people of the world. Each and every one of us can do our part in spreading God’s word to people in need of Jesus’ healing touch and hope. Trying to figure out if God has called you to the mission field? Do you want to learn more about what it’s like to be a missionary? Check out my book, For the Joy Set Before Us – Insights Into the Missionary Journey today.[/author_info] [/author]