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Women in Mongolia
My heart is full of joy when I remember
these women and I praise God for them. They are the first
sprouts in this land that was closed for the Gospel through
centuries. Christian women in a Buddhist country.
Bolorma.
She is not get thirty but there is a life with plenty of suffering,
pain and humiliation beyond her. She never know who her father
was, her mother was interested in nothing else just "Vodka".
She bore four children of four different fathers. But God
planned something special for Bolorma. As a baby she was adopted
by a childless old couple. They just heap with love and attention
upon her and took her to the best Russian school of the country
to be educated. So her childhood was joy, safety and happiness.
Her step parents had just one request, asked her to marry
as soon as possible, in order to see their grandchildren.
So she married in the age of 17, bore two daughters, but something
happened than. Her husband became unfaithful, they divorced
and she changed totally. She became ill and suffered of depression.
Her parents died in some months, her husband took away her
children. Because of her growing mortgage she had to sell
the flat she inherited from her parents. Suddenly she had
nothing else just some money about 3.000 dollars from her
flat.
She lived helplessly without any hope,
until she met a young man, who shared the gospel with her.
She found the life. She found the hope. And she was happy
to borrow all she had to that Christian brother. But the man
made an unwise decision so he lost all her money and Bolorma
hasn't even got a chance to get back her money from the man.
She might be the only one who paid such a high price for receiving
the gospel. But she is happy, because her life has changed
three years ago. She is one of the most committed members
of our congregation. She is always busy, always full with
love, always smiling. She looks like a young happy girl. I
have never thought that she had already taken such a long
way.
Tsigen and Amra. Mother
and daughter. At the women's worship they listen to the word
of God holding each other's hands. There is love and caring
in their eyes. They have a surprising testimony. "She
is my daughter, Amra - starts Tsigen. I got to know her some
month ago, when me and my husband met Jesus on a crusade arranged
for the lawyers and came to this congregation. My own daughter
studies in the US. I missed her so much that I became sad
and lonely. But I received not just a new life from God, but
another daughter, too." "And I received a mother
- continues Amra, who is a bookkeeper and 25. - My mother
died right after I was born. I could never call someone "mom".
I had a strong desire to call someone mom once in my life.
I don't remember how it happened, we just found each other
some month ago in the congregation. We both felt this is a
special gift from God. She is Tsigen, my mother."
(These touching stories will be
continued in the next issue
written by Silvia Revesz
from the Hungarian Baptist Aid, Ulaanbaator, Mongolia)
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