8th time’s the charm

I look at my calendar and roll my eyes. I have written and scratched through my friend’s name all over August and September. The first week, I met with her at a café, and she said she agreed to do a Bible study with me. I ecstatically wrote her name for the next Wednesday, only to have her cancel because she forgot it was a holiday. (“What holiday?” I asked. The day Mary rose into heaven, of course. Silly me. How could I forget and schedule a Bible study on the day that commemorates something that never happened?)

We rescheduled for the next Wednesday. David and I arranged our day so he could watch Laura during the Bible study. Then came the text message. She had to stay late at work. Could we try the next Wednesday?

Sure. But that day there was another conflict with her work. Could we meet the very next night? There would be no conflict that night.

Sure. David and I rearranged our schedules again. That afternoon I got another text message. She had surprise guests for dinner. How about the next day? She would be there FOR SURE!!!!!

OK. That day, I got an e-mail. Something came up. Not sure what. She would call me the next day.

No call. No Bible study. We’d tried 5 times. Was I doing something wrong? Should I keep trying? I knew the culture here tends to say yes and then cancel at the last minute, but I felt like I was banging my head against a wall.

I called her again. We scheduled for the next Wednesday . . . which she cancelled . . . and Thursday . . . which she cancelled . . . and Friday . . . .

It was Friday afternoon. She hadn’t cancelled. Was my phone not working? I checked my e-mail again. Had she forgotten to cancel? Or did I dare hope?

I drove to her house and rang her doorbell. When she came through the door, I told her I felt like Thomas, and I HAD to touch her hand to see if it was her in the flesh. We laughed, talked about life, and looked at the Bible. My heart aches to see her and her family saved.

Lord, give the people of Portugal a heart for you, and help them make you the priority in their lives. Give me wisdom for how to reach people and the persistence to keep trying, even if it takes 8 tries to meet with them once.


3 thoughts on “8th time’s the charm”

  1. Bless you Sarah for not giving up. If you have to tell her God’s plan to save her life 8 more times, do it!!! Great is your reward (imagine all the crowns to lay at Jesus feet!). And as I pray for the people of Portugal to have a heart for Jesus, I pray that my heart for Him will shine brighter. Tell David that Sharon and Aunt Sarah came to visit Mom yesterday (Monday). She enjoyed the visit and seeing pictures of Laura and Anna’s baby.

  2. God Bless You Sarah and Thank You for the work you are doing for our Lord. I will pray that the Lord will open the hearts and minds of all those you and David reach out to and that they will receive Jesus in their hearts and lives.

  3. Sarah, I know exactly how you feel. It is the same way here in Bogotá, Colombia. I’m currently doing that with a deaf lady as well but she hasn’t been the only one that I had to play that game. It also my desire to see the light of Christ shine in the deaf community. Love you and thank you for reaching people that have to see the Gospel. I’m praying for you!

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