Today I want to introduce you to a special young man. His name is Michael and he is our house helper. He is a sweet boy with a tender heart and a contagious smile. If ever there was a hidden treasure, it is Michael! When he lived in Kinyinya, people used to say that he was "crazy" which is the way they refer to someone who has some kind of mental problem. He came to use when we lived in Kibagabaga looking for a job. At the time, we didn't really have much work for him but we would let him cut the grass, do yard work, or other odds and ends of stuff. He was a good worker and pretty persistent and determined to get a job working for us.
Well, as my pregnancy progressed I began to realize that we were eventually going to need more help around the house. I would get tired and dizzy easily and things like washing the dishes in basin on the floor became tougher and tougher each day as my little belly began to grow. Sometimes cooking outside over the fire was almost more heat then I could handle! So, we asked Michael if he wanted a job working for us.
He was thrilled! Here, when you have a house helper (especially if they are a young guy or girl) they will often live at your home with you. So Michael quickly went to the place where he was living and packed up a little suitcase of his belongings and came to live with us.
Michael doesn't have any parents. We have tired to ask him about them but he is reserved and seems to not be ready to talk about it yet, so we just keep loving him, knowing that when he is ready to talk, he will. He has had much pain in his short nineteen years of life but you wouldn't ever know that by his beautiful smile. He was never able to finish school but he can read and write pretty well.
He has simply blown us away by his knowledge of God's Word! My husband was chatting with him one evening and suddenly he started quoting various scriptures, references and all! A few weeks ago, we asked him to pray before dinner and tears stung in my eyes as he said a beautiful prayer to God. He prayed for the poor and the street boys and those who didn't have food to eat. His tender heart of compassion was so precious. He has been coming to church with us since we moved and just yesterday, he started to sing on the worship team. He is one of the most joyful, expressive, worshipers I have ever seen and it blesses my heart to watch him as he worships.
Pray for him as you think of him. He is such a treasure and I just know that God has a special plan for his life!
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