There are many times in life that I wonder if I am doing what God wants me to do. Am I where He wants me? Am I doing the things I should or shouldn’t be doing? And am I doing the things I do for Him or for my own reasons? Why can I not hear His voice like the thunder clapping in a storm? Yesterday, God gave me a reminder that I am where He wants me.
Within a few weeks of knowing that I would be moving to Ethiopia, I met a young Ethiopian lady, named Meskerem. She is my age and had just moved to Muskegon, MI about a year prior. She agreed to meet Mark and Allison Karnes and me on wednesday nights to learn about the culture and start Amharic lessons. I actually was only able to meet with them a handful of times because of my work schedule. Luckily, I was able to spend some other time with Meskerem.
On Tuesday, I moved in with an Ethiopian family consisting of a widow, Hanna, and her two children. They have been such a pleasure to get to know. Wednesday, I was chatting with Meskerem and we discovered that she had worked with Hanna! She has even been to her house. Addis Ababa is the fourth largest city in all of Africa with about 2.5 million people. Meskerem grew up in Narazet, about 2 hours from Addis, and only lived in Addis for a few years. When Hanna got home from work I pulled up some pictures of Meskerem and asked if she new who she was. On the first picture she said no. When I pulled up the second picture, her eyes got real big and she said, “Meskerem!”
God knows my name!