Miscellaneous Missionary

That is right. I was sleeping semi peacefully as I successfully kept the mosquitoes out of my eyes and ears. The night was humid and cool and I was tired. Suddenly, the sleep was interrupted by a strange sensation on my foot. To this day, I do not know what it was. In my groggy imagination, I thought it was a bite from a gecko, but I jumped up and turned on the light to find none. What I did find were at least ten mosquitoes and two cockroaches. After killing them, I was not able to sleep. This gave me time to think, and I had a good time reflecting on the year and several prayer requests that came to mind. This makes me think about what makes a place home. Living with geckos, cockroaches, and a new cloud of mosquitoes every night is not the dream of too many people that I know, but God makes even these things blessings to draw us to Him. I am not a mystical Christian. I hesitate to say "God told me this" or "I sensed the Spirit urging me to do that," mainly because that is an experience that I cannot prove to the hearer. In other words, how do I prove to someone else what God's voice sounds like or what the urging of the Spirit feels like? However, I do believe that God takes a personal interest in the lives of His children. He can use cockroaches to be a blessing by waking me up so that I can spend time in prayer. I never heard a voice from the cockroaches like Balaam heard from his donkey, but I know that God can use any of His creatures to draw us to Him. So, do what you will with the mice, the snakes, and even the stray cats that bawl outside your window, but do not let a chance to learn more about God slip by.