You never know when God is going to move.
Last week I was invited by some friends to eat supper with them at their home as well as visit with some mutual friends that I hadn't seen for about 3 years. Unfortunately not everyone could go and so there ended up being only five of us. But my hosts asked me to share some of my testimony with Marcos, a man from Africa who is a believer in Christ. He listened quietly as I shared the story about when Jesus Bueno showed up on my way back to the US during my kidney failure. After I was done he just shook his head, thanked me for sharing the story with him, and said some kind words about my faith. I assured him that it was all God and that I, too, was amazed by all that happened. Then Marcos went on to explain some other details.
He said that during all of my kidney stuff he would ask our friends, Pb & J, how I was doing and that he would then contact some friends of his to pray for me as well. His friends would later contact him and ask me how I was doing because they were following along with what God was doing in my life. He said that people were praying for me in France, Australia, Canada, South Africa, Sweden, and many more countries. I got goosebumps as he listed all of the places. This was a new part of the kidney story of which I was not aware. And it stunned me.
I mean, I knew that people all over the world were praying for me: from all over the US, Mexico, Chile, Cambodia, Spain, North Africa, etc. But this new piece of information impacted me because it was proof that this whole kidney journey was/is, without a doubt, everyone's story! So many people were involved in the process and God was working all over the globe to bring Himself glory through my little tromp in the valley of the shadow of death.
I certainly wasn't expecting that an evening at some friends' house would add to my kidney testimony, but it did. And gratitude swells up again in my heart and soul, overwhelming me again to the point of tears. You just never know...
I love the Lord because he hears my voice
and my prayer for mercy.
Because he bends down to listen,
I will pray as long as I have breath!