Do you love stories?

Here's a wonderful story from Phyllis!!

We had conducted conference at Ikot Afanga and were on our way back to Uyo, when I asked Superintendent Odu if he could stop in Ekparakwa so I could snap a couple of photos of the location of my very first encounter with the people group known as the Fulani.

It was in front of this service station where I was standing, talking with one pastor, when a large herd of cows was herded past me by tall, beautiful men and women who, I was told, were 'dirty, dangerous, lived in the bush with their animals, couldn't speak our language and were Muslims'! And, I should stay away from them at all cost.

God hit my heart that day, and I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that these were the people for whom He had sent me to Nigeria.

So today, I asked Odu to stop and let me snap photos of this place that means so much to me. As I was taking the pictures, suddenly two of my Fulani 'children' ran right at me, hugging me, laughing, as amazed to see me as I was to see them, in that very place of our first encounter years ago! They grabbed me by the hand and ran me over to where others of my Fulani family were living, including Mogodi's brother!

It was such a sweet, completely unexpected encounter! I'm going to see them again tomorrow!