An Egyptian lady and her son
As I knocked on the door I could see through a large side window an Egyptian lady in the kitchen stirring a tagine. After organising a few things, she finally opened the door and with that came a combined fragrance of wonderful Middle Eastern herbs and spices. My thought was, if we had a competition and sent into battle a tagine and a casserole, the tagine would win hands down.
Despite her veil and our language challenges, we didn’t have a problem starting up a conversation. All of a sudden her six-year-old son came into the mix and stood next to her. We carried on talking, until the woman finally said, " I can’t buy anything because I have no money." Just then her son took off as most kids do; I didn’t give it much thought. A few minutes later he came sliding along the floor in his socks. When coming to a stop he handed me his money and said: "I will buy them." He was so happy. His mother bent down and looked him straight in the eye pointing to the cash. She said for all the neighbours to hear, "Is this your money?" He smiled without saying anything, and nodded yes. Wow! I thought this is the time to ask for prayer. He stood next to his mum still smiling while I prayed. I know I’ve said this before, prayer changes things and people. When the mother opened her eyes she was completely different, glowing, full of gratitude, excited, thanking me over and over again. This made her son excited too. Yes you guessed it, he was all smiles. My thoughts were, maybe, just maybe, he understood he was a catalyst in all of this.
Or was he just helping his mother, or both. Regardless, I gave him the books and kept his money: $1. He gave his all.
I believe God used a child to get His books into the house that day.
I went on my way and I couldn’t help but smile as I thought of the verse below:
Matthew 19:14: But Jesus said, “Let the little children come to Me, and do not hinder them! For the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”