When the doorbell rings at our flat across from the Cathedral, we’ve usually no idea who will be standing there.
A delivery? (Almost everything can be delivered here in Egypt – it’s wonderful!)
Someone needing directions, prayer, a chat, a cup of tea?
Yesterday I opened the door to see a dear brother, broken and literally battered. My heart was heavy as I listened to his latest grief of which he has many. He is loathe to bother us but is desperate for prayer. He and his family escaped a war zone and, as refugees, work hard to survive. One of his sons has become a part of a gang and in a drug-induced rampage, beat up his father and elder brother. If the father sends him back to their country, it would mean death. If he turns him into the police…what a choice… All he wanted was prayer. “Since Father Kerry prayed for me, I have not been attacked by the gangs.”
Father God has given us a wide door for effective ministry. (I Cor. 16:9) Please pray that each time we open our door we would have the wisdom, selflessness and courage to meet our guests with hope and faith.
A wonderful encouragement of the work of God advancing His Kingdom in all parts of the world. Thank you for taking the time to write down these stories.
Thanks! It is wonderful to see God at work!
Having been part of your journey and watched you wait for this pair is moment it is VERY EXCITING to see you being used Eph 3:20/21
From your jar of clay friend in Ireland
We are so grateful for you walking beside us. A faithful brother.