Arrived South, Heading North

“I call to you from the ends of the earth

When my heart is without strength

Lead me to a rock that is high above me”

Psalm 61:2 (HCSV)

Arriving in South Africa last night and falling into bed exhausted…yet with my heart racing.  I felt I needed a verse on my heart to calm my mind and settle my spirit.  I read Ps 61.  Verse  2 spoke directly to me – in where I was and what was going on.  Lori and I have found in this process when we are physically tired we begin to lose hope, see all the govt red tape, think to ourselves, “our we crazy?”  This verse was the verse I began to pray as I fell off to sleep.

To some degree it feels like am at the end of earth, far, far from home.  I knew falling into bed I was weak and needed strength.  Today, I am praying for that renewed strength as I will hit the ground running at noon local time (-8 hrs central time).  I need the Lord to lead me to Memory, today if He will.  She could be as close as the very town I will arrive into or she could be far away into the bush village.

The last person that we have heard, that has had contact with Memory, is a young lady named Judy.   We don’t know Judy so our first mission will be to find Judy (her picture is included).  Judy was the one  who typed the email letter from Memory. As far a we know it is not Judy who knows Memory but one of  Judy’s relatives who was the carrier of Memory’s letter.  So I will need to find Judy, find her relative and ultimately find Memory.

For those just joining the prayer network to find and assist Memory, I think it would be good if you were to hear mine and Stuart’s message Sunday to get things in context.  You can listen on line at this blog by clicking here

My Dearest Mr. and Mrs. McDaniel,

Happy are those who rejoice in the name of the mighty God.  Thank God if you are still alive and happily living with your lovely family we lived with me.

The chapter of life you left me in is not yet closed, from that time you left I was totally left as an orphan.  I was forced to write the exams without payments.

I was so confused and desperate that forced me to go to a village where I discovered a relative to my dad’s side.

I thought may be I had found refuge to my side of life, that was proved to be in vain. They could treat me as if I was a slave to their family.

To tell you the truth I am living a life of no strong roots which is not safe, living like a nomad.

You know what McDaniel I would like to see you OR hear from you just to reverse my Dad’s and Mom’s memory , to my side you are my dad and family I always sing for in this catastrophe life I pass through.

How I wish we meet again and chat together, we eat together with your whole as one family.

MY last saying is God bless you and your family together with the congregation you go to.

Sincerely,

Memory

Pray that I will have the strength of a African lion and the speed of cheetah in finding Memory. It is summer in Southern Africa and the heat can be quite intense.  Pray for stamina