Our team went for our last two bowls of R2 ice cream and quickly passed our room in the church before we walked to Besaida's house for the last supper with our Cuban friends. By the time we were already a bit late (not by cuban standards though) and we tried to pick up the pace just a little bit when a lady stopped Keneilwe asking for money. This is not strange as it was obvious that we were foreigners, and foreigners usually have a lot of money. Somehow this was the very first time I felt I should give her something...only problem is that I didn't have any money left either. She said in very broken English "Problem baby. Need food. You have?" And we replied in very broker Spanish "Yo tengo nada. Lo siento" (I have nothing, sorry) As we started walking away I gave her one last apologetic look and then I realized: I don't have any money or food to give you, but I'll give you what I have. So I quickly called Keneilwe back, asked the lady for her and her baby's name and asked "Puedo resar por tu?" (Can I pray for you?) we laid hands on her in the middle of the bustling street and just prayed God's blessing over her life.
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Carla...beautiful to see what God is doing in you! Keep on listening to His Voice of Truth and allow Him to teach you about life in His upside-down Kingdom! Jy's mooi Carla, jy doen goed!