I desperately need your prayers for my sweet Muslim friend S. I wrote a prayer to my US prayer partners back in 2013, and this is what I wrote back then:
“We first met S in our French Language class. We pretty much knew she was Muslim by the way she was dressed. Her head was covered with the traditional head scarf, and her outfit was long and flowing from head to toe. She was very quiet and withdrawn. Because there were only 3 of us in the class, it didn’t take long ‘til we got to know each other. Most Muslim women do not talk with other men, but direct their conversations to other women. So whenever S would talk with my husband and me, she would direct her attention to me.
Over the first couple of weeks of our class, we got to know more about S. My husband and I would naturally greet her at the beginning of the class and talk with her until the teacher came in. At the end of the class we would walk out with her, and she would immediately be picked up by her taxi driver.
Her husband, Z, was very protective of her being out amongst strangers. In fact, this was the first time she had gone out on her own. She usually would stay in their big house and not be allowed to go out and shop, or socialize without him. Muslims guard their religion and family structure at all cost. So the fact that S was out on her own, taking a French class, was very unusual.
S seemed to enjoy getting out for a change, and we found she opened up quite naturally when we would talk with her. We soon got to know more about her. She had come from Pakistan when she was just 18. Her husband had come from Mauritius to Pakistan to find himself a good Muslim wife. He had chosen S, and they had become married when she was just 19. She was now 27 and had been living on the island with him since they married.
When we asked if she had children, her head hung low and she explained that that was their desire but as of yet they had none. We asked her more about their not having children, and she then explained that they had had several miscarriages, and that up until now they’d not been able to have children.
Each time my husband and I would go to class, we would take every opportunity to talk with S, and build a relationship with her. She seemed to enjoy talking with us and seemed to look forward to coming to our French class especially to socialize with us and the teacher. I would walk out with S to her waiting car, and would tell her that I was praying for her to have a baby. She would always thank me for my prayers, and would receive me warmly when I talked with her.
One day we noticed S come into class with a downcast look on her face. When we tried to greet her she seemed very sad and withdrawn. Our class was yet to start, so I asked her what was bothering her. She then shared that she had had a rough week. She had seen the specialist about her not being able to conceive/carry a baby, and she shared that she was having a lot of bleeding.
My husband and I had been praying for her since our class had begun, and we had prayed that the Lord would give us an opportunity to share more with her about the Lord Jesus Christ. When she shared about her constant bleeding, immediately the Bible story came to mind of the lady who had bleeding for 12 years. So I then asked S if she had ever heard the story of the lady who was healed by Jesus. Of course she said no. So I then went on to tell her the story from Matthew 9, how the lady had said if I can just touch the hem of Jesus’ robe then I can be healed, and she was healed from that very moment. I told S that only Jesus could heal her, and that we would pray for her in Jesus name. Many times after this day, we would remind her that we were praying for her to be healed and to become pregnant.
There were other times in our class that we would “get” to share about our own family situations, and how the Lord was always helping us with the things we were dealing with. Our Mauritian teacher and S would listen intently, and many times we shared what the Lord was doing in our lives.
Our French class soon came to an end. We had tried to get together with S outside of our class, but she was never able to work it out with us. Her driver would bring her directly to class then return her directly to their house after class. I haven’t seen her since our class ended in Feb of this year. I have emailed her a few times, and I have recently told her that I am returning to the island in January and would love to reconnect with her somehow. She thanked me for my prayers for her, and said she would enjoy seeing us again if we could work it out.
Would you join me in praying for S? My prayer is for the Lord to heal her infertility and give her a child, and that through that miracle she would come to accept Jesus as her Savior. It will take a miracle for her to see that Allah is not the true God, but that Jesus is the only way.”
So there’s the background on S. Over the past two years I have written her trying to see how we could meet for coffee so we could reconnect, but her husband keeps a close eye on her, and doesn’t allow her out much.
But the good news is that she has now agreed to meet me for coffee. This is huge and an answer to much prayer as I have daily prayed for her. I beg you to pray for her and for me as I’m a little nervous. I am praying and believing two verses, and would ask that you pray these for me:
The first is a promise to me from Hebrews 13:19-20 “Now may the God of PEACE…make you complete in every good work to do His will, working in you what is well pleasing in His sight, through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory forever and ever. Amen”
The second verse from Isaiah 50:4 encourages me when I wonder what I will say “The Lord God has given Me the tongue of the learned, that I should know how to speak a word in season to him who is weary”
I am excited and expectant to see how the Lord is going to answer our prayers for S (and her husband Z) in giving her a child and making her His child.
(THIS IS TO BE CONTINUED IN A LATER POST)