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We All Matter

This week in our virtual Tandaza Group(Bible Study), we focused on the 2Kings 7:3-20 the story of the 4 lerpers who were at the entrance of the city gate(outcasts/rejects of course). Yet, the Lord used their courage or desperation(v. 4 if we stay here we die, if we go to the enemy's camp, they either spare us or kill us) to save a kingdom.

Were they aware that God was using them for something greater? Each step the four lerpers took, sounded like chariots and horses and a great army in the enemy's camp. I am sure the lerpers were just trying to survive not knowing that their act of courage or desperation was instilling fear in the enemy's camp and saving a starving kingdom.

My lesson among many is that each of us matters. We are not insignificant. That prayer you whisper, that act of kindness, that job you do that makes you feel unappreciated or of 'low standing' in society, that tea you offer the guards, that smile or call matters. Like a video shared yesterday on Facebook, God used a cleaner in a hospital to access a patient in isolation and share the love of Christ. Who would have thought that would happen? After all the cleaner was doing his job.He was used by God to be an answer to the patient's prayer and I thank God that he walked in obedience and was ready to share his faith and experiences even as he cleaned that room.

Friends, each of us matters. Let's keep doing what we can, it does make a difference, we may not see it nor feel it but it does. It may just save a soul.

Blessings
Sylvia Wambui

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