Thursday, October 18, 2007

once upon the time there was a yellow cab...

Zoumrad and I have been praying and dreaming for a move of God in our area.

Last night we both came home from church with her 2 children quite late. We had a stroller and a lot of grocery bags so we hopped in a cab whose driver must have been in a bad mood as everything we said was an annoyance (where we were going was not far enough and so wasting his time, why couldn't we open our windows instead of asking him to stop smoking in the car??) anyway. when we arrived at our house, Zoumrad had to run to the little shop next door to make some change for the driver, and i tried to get everything and everybody out of the car.

Unfortunately in a dark corner on the floor of the car we forgot Zoumrad's purse...
When we realized it, we weren't sure if there was anything we could do but one thing we knew we could: we got on our knees and prayed right there in the middle of the living room with Jozsika repeating every word of John's prayer. Meanwhile I was praying my own wicked prayer in my heart: i was hoping the driver would get into an accident and the police would find her purse. I thought such a rude and mean man would never return. -Good thing God didn't answer my prayer, poor guy-

This being said I went down to the street with my engl-turk dictionary and managed to explain that "my friend - purse - in taxi - / along with a sad face". There was really nothing to do and the few neighbors gathered there agreed. One man (who owns the roosters that wake us up in the morning) was kind enough to call the nearest police station. I ran back up to the house, and in less than 5 minutes heard the bell ring and Jediah who was hanging out the window yell : ZOUMRAD, ZOUMRAD!!!
When i got downstairs the scene was out of a movie. There was a yellow cab sitting in the middle of our street under the light surrounded by a loud group of children, women and a few men and in a unanimous accord all started applauding the driver at once! As I recognized the face of the driver, I joined in the applause with a mouth wide open still grasping the scene. Zoumrad's husband was reaching in his pocket to thank the driver and children were jumping up and down. I looked at the ladies standing there and we all laughed and shook our heads. I pointed to heaven with one hand and held one hand on my heart as to communicate our thankfulness to God and they all nodded their heads.

We were like kids and felt like dancing. There was no bank to call, no credit cards to cancel, no car accident, but a beautiful celebration there with our neighbors that we have been hoping to meet for a while.

If I could have only told them that we had knelt just a few minutes ago to the God that turns even the hearts of Kings on our favor...
I am fully assured that theday will come when i will be able to communicate those very words.

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And as I write this Jediah is playing and singing "how great is our God" for a young student from Mongolia we just met 2 nights ago on the bus on our way back from our teaching jobs!

pictures are on their way

4 comments:

Emily Vanderwarker said...

my dear friend sarah,

i had lost your blog address and so this is the first time i have been able to read since you left. oh how i miss you :) you're are a beautiful woman of God, a true friend, and your are on my heart and in my thoughts and prayers often. i love you! Please give my greetings to Jediah and the team there. Email me anytime :)

jed&sarah said...

emıly!!!!!!!!! ı have been thınkıng of you sooo much. ı made a lıttle somethıng for you thıs mornıng that ı was plannıng to send back wıth whoever ıs comıng for the conference here early nov. and there was your comment thıs afternoon!
somehow ı don t have your emaıl address..... ı thınk ıt s from back when ı swıtched addresses....
please wrıte me at jeds_tanguaygırl@hotmaıl.com

Stephan said...

Hey Jediah & Sarah,
Just wanted to let you know how much I loved reading that story. It just shows how our natural thinking falls short of understanding what is really going on. Thank God for gently showing us His ways...
Miss you guys and pray for you (and a washer)!
Stephan

jed&sarah said...

Thanks so much Stephan!!
Great word and we will need to learn that truth over and over again!
We heard of your trip with the Palmieris to Canada!
Did you get to see Sami Batri?