The call to prayer sounds this evening from a nearby mosque, echoing over Juba, droning over and over again, "God is great," and so He is.

And I respond to the call to prayer – not as if I needed another call – as if I didn't already have one this evening as I walked through the slums of St. Mary and the alleyways of Konyakonya, looking among shanties and in between crazed drunks for a girl endangered by her circumstances.

I prayed, aware afresh of my utter dependence on Him – and it was He that led the girl to safe shelter for the night.

Father, teach her and teach me and teach us all what lived-out dependence on You looks like, that we would really walk with You.

Remind us again and again of Your greatness, in revelation that echoes through the streets of Juba, stirring hearts in Your praise.

About Jennie Joy

I'm a lover and truth-seeker. This blog is a place for me to share my thoughts, struggles, and sincere searchings as I get to know God and welcome the reality of His kingdom in and through me.

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