But we all, with open face beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image from glory to glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord.  2 Corinthians 3-18

This morning God answered our simple prayer of last night with a gentle rain.   When we came near the clinic tent at Centre Refuge Mega IV for the third day, men, women, and children stood outside waiting.  They stood stoically, hoping perhaps, that whatever we handed them would comfort, fill, satisfy. 

Young two and three year olds, now familiar with our presence, ran in and out of the tent door grasping hands, with tentative smiles.  Older siblings cradled young brothers and sisters protectively.  Women and men held their cards ready. 

Doctors listened, touched, comforted.  Names were spoken:  “Marie”, “Stanley”,  “Joseph”.   Faces brightened.

Another name was spoken:  “Jesus.”   His peace and love permeated the tent—This was His sanctuary.  Hearts opened.

The rain stopped.

When we left I said to Evna, “I will pray for you.  See I wrote your name on my paper.”  Suddenly about 10 children surrounded me:

 “My name is Alexandra.”

  “My name is Jeundi.”

  “His name is Ricardo”

“Her name is Sherlie.”

They watched carefully when I wrote each of their names. 

He  absolutely knows their names.