Schaller Family News
"...I am continually with You; You have taken hold of my right hand." Psalm 73:23
When you grow up in a tight-knit Christian community, you don’t necessarily notice that 99% of the nation doesn’t know Christ. Such is the case of Laurence, our French friend who has recently graduated and wants to intern with Agapé in our city. Humble, gentle-hearted, and soft-spoken, Laurence feels God calling her toward boldness. We asked her to introduce herself to you.
“Hello, My name is Laurence Lirvat. I am 26 years old, and I live in Rennes. After a week-long evangelism and service camp organized by Agapé Campus, I began to take an interest and come to the activities proposed throughout the year. I grew up and learned a lot about my identity in Christ.
I finished my studies a year ago, and after several other evangelistic camps, the idea of serving God full-time came into my mind, but I was hesitant. In October 2016, I decided to respond to God's call and engage in his ministry with the students. Indeed, I have noticed that few students know who God is, and at this time of life, many want to learn about spirituality. This is how I want to be used by God: to tell them who He really is.”
Our neighbor Mauricette has had a difficult month. She endured five days of fever, two hospital visits, and many weeks in bed. We were doing our best to assist her husband Milo in caring for her, but for days all we could do was pray and drop off soup. Twice Milo thought he was losing her. Now she’s okay, but she’s lost feeling in her right hand and her arm is in pain. It’s amazing to see how God is at work in Milo through her illness, rather than his own. Their love is just beautiful. We keep praying for his heart to soften toward God as it has toward all of us!
Our girls often deliver flowers, pinecones, and drawings to their doormat. Mauricette saves all of it, I’ve found out, and it means a lot to us that they mean the world to her! She is grateful to be done with the fever and able to stand up again. We got a note from her saying that no one’s ever taken care of her before— offered rides or made meals or checked in on her— not even when she went through years of chemotherapy. Until that note, we had felt somewhat useless since we didn’t hear about the hospital visits until after they got home. I suppose we are helpless, though, as God is the only one who can heal her. Please pray that she and Milo will see the Great Physician at work in their bodies, but more importantly, their hearts.
Before her illness, she came by once to talk about a near-death experience she had when she was 7 and in the hospital. This was just one year after she was adopted. While she was under anesthesia, she felt that she could see an areal view of her room and the hallway where her new father was. She overheard an emotional conversation he had with the doctor (which later she asked him about, but she waited five years to ask because she feared her new parents would think she was crazy.) She concluded by saying, “I learned two things that day: that my father truly loved me; and that there’s more to life than what we can see and touch.” Sixty-five years later, she’s still pursuing knowledge of the unseen.
Thank you for your prayers and support!
Love, Trent, Tara, Lydia and Rachel