Once Poor, Now Rich
When Asmita was 8 years old, a neighbor told her parents about a Seventh-day Adventist orphanage that cared for children who had no parents or had parents who couldn’t take care of them.
When Asmita was 8 years old, a neighbor told her parents about a Seventh-day Adventist orphanage that cared for children who had no parents or had parents who couldn’t take care of them.
During the day, Father worked in the field, growing crops. But he began to drink instead of growing crops. He stopped coming home in the evening.
But the man and his wife kept praying. They knelt on their knees at 3 o’clock every morning and told God about their desire for a child.
His face filled with longing to be with them, to wear the uniform that they were wearing, to carry the books that they were carrying, and most of all to sing the songs they were singing.
The Global Mission pioneer prayed for little Anurag along the big river on that Christmas Day. He also invited Mother to join an online Bible study group that met every day.
Achiaa tried to stop crying to thank him. But before she knew it, the old man stood up and got off the bus. Achiaa followed him out onto the street.
Then Achiaa went away to a special camp meeting for children. For 10 days, she woke up at 4:30 a.m. when a bell rang to call all of the children to pray. With a heavy heart, Achiaa thought about Mother back at home.
But when Ajara’s parents saw that she was going to church. They were furious. They weren’t Christians. They didn’t believe that Jesus is God. They belonged to another world religion. So, the next Sabbath, Mother forbade Ajara from going to church.
“Be careful not to drop the Bible,” he said. “Also, be confident when you read the Bible. Look only at the Bible while you are reading it. Don’t look up.”
Dacosta next preached for seven days in a row at children’s evangelistic meetings. At the end of the seven days, five people gave their hearts to Jesus and were baptized.
As time passed, Mother began to look forward to hearing the stories that Eliot brought home from church. A desire grew in her to hear even more Bible stories. So, one Sabbath, she went to church with Eliot.
Adama didn’t want to go to bed because she was scared. She was scared of the night. Every night for the past week, she had had the same bad dream at night. She couldn’t remember the dream when she woke up, but she always woke up screaming and crying.