This morning, however, we left with a unique treasure in hand. We left with piece of paper with a name on it; a name unfamiliar to our English tongue; the name of a girl—we are sure of that; the name of one of the women abducted by the Muslims of Boko Haram, the Nigerian terrorist network. Along with other churches and places of worship around the world, we will be praying for these women, and for our person in particular.
Actually, I have three pieces of paper: two names, Falta and Saratu, and ‘Child of God, name unknown’. There has been some concern about privacy in publishing the names—I guess I can understand, well a little. But I am particularly sad for the nameless women, nameless not soulless.
Do we dare imagine what would happen if all the women (and men) in the world prayed for these 300 plus women? Let’s do our part; let’s give it a try.