Ani ohevet othka, I love you…
Fast forward to 2015
I spend a fair amount of time each week at a local medical facility that employs people from around the world I recently felt the Lord speaking to my heart about how to show these naturalized citizens, refugees and immigrants His Love, by learning how to greet them in their mother tongue.
The shades of skin and faces are all as various as a snowflake but they all have the same need as I do, which is to be loved and acknowledged.
Many of these sweet friends are from a muslim culture and faith. To share where they are from is to share their religion. At first when I would ask “where are you from” there was concern etched deep in the face. From war torn lands, where family members are taken away as slaves or forced into war. In the face of constant terror threats and actual attacks or even retaliation, many are on edge and fear what they can’t control including what white Vermonters think about them.
So for the sweet faces I see and pray for, my cry is that they would come to know Jesus as their Lord and Savior and so I say “Subha sandhya, Jaimasi, Namaste, Eekhadai, Sedhattai, Bonjour, Jambo, Durbadain, Ciao and Oi” Trusting that God is doing a deeper work than even my own words could produce! Lets Show Love!