By Caleb Townley
The next day when we came back from the preschool class, God gave a word of knowledge to Auntie Ru that some people were thinking about committing suicide because they had bad relationships with their fathers. Two people, a young man and young woman, started weeping. That, I think, was the most powerful word of knowledge that I have ever watched happen.
Even throughout the week I feel like God blessed me with little things like giving me great sleep even though I slept on a hard wood floor without a mat, and being able to connect with the adults and older teens during the break times. Sometimes, even with a little bit of a language barrier, I was comfortable enough to start conversations, which was crazy because I was worried the whole time that I might offend someone accidently. I believe we didn’t, though, because they asked us to stay an extra day to help out with a community Sunday school service.