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The
Gift of Family
by Barb Stillman, missionary to Tanzania
The
wedding was a happy occasion with the bride decked out in a lovely wedding
dress that had been sent some years back in a container. Raymond, the
groom, was looking his best. The small grass roofed church was packed
out and many looked on through the windows. (These particular "windows"
were holes in the wall, which provide light and ventilation. Of course,
on the day of the wedding the ventilation was quite restricted because
those who couldn't find room in the church were looking through the windows.)
From
him the whole body
grows and
builds
itself up
in love
Ephesians 4:16
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The bride and groom entered the church together and were seated in the
pulpit area at the front of the church. The best man and maid of honor
sat beside them and frequently attended to the need of wiping perspiration
from their faces. After choir numbers and wise words on marriage, the
bride and groom were pronounced husband and wife. At the reception, there
were more choir numbers and words of counsel. The bride and groom fed
each other cake and lemon-aid, and then a meal of beans and rice was served.
The guests ate from platters that were shared among ten or so people.
Some years ago I heard Raymond give his testimony. He grew up in a home
that followed Islam. While in his early twenties, Raymond started having
medical problems. He went from one place to another for treatment
to no avail. Then God spoke to Raymond and told him that to be healed
he must turn to Christ. So he accepted Christ and through prayer he was
healed. How wonderful! But Raymond's family rejected him.
It wasn't until we were heading home from the wedding that I learned that
the only person from Raymond's family who attended the wedding was his
married sister who is also a Christian. The rest of his family had expected
that there wouldn't be many guests at the wedding and that Raymond would
regret having accepted Christ. But the Christian community turned out.
In fact, the choir that sang walked from Ujiji to Kaseke, a trek of about
four hours. God did, indeed, provide a family!
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