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Written by L, a TCK who just finished the 8th grade
It seems as if it’s been forever and a day since I met our house helper. She has a name, but to me she’s just Ayi, which means “aunt”. I met her a year ago and we gradually became friends. She comes to our house five days a week to cook, clean, and help us learn the local language.
Ayi is petite- about 4’10”, with black curly hair. She also has a beautiful singing voice. Our landlady recommended her to us and she has helped us faithfully ever since. During the first few months that I lived here, my language was pretty limited and my understanding of the local culture was little. Ayi took a liking to me and she was a great help in answering questions for me. She took me with her to the meat market and the vegetable store when I didn’t have school.
I really wanted Ayi to be a sister in Christ, so I would take my bilingual Bible and study the characters with her. She always said, “We don’t believe this in our country” and changed the subject. This hurt me a lot and I was very sad, but I kept praying for Ayi. I continued studying with Ayi and I learned to read some characters. My language improved and I could understand much more clearly what was being said around me.
A few months ago, a friend came to our city and talked with Ayi about Jesus and she became a Christian that day. I was so happy! All I could do was cry and thank God for being such a loving God. I hugged Ayi and told her I was very happy.
Now, Ayi is a happier woman and she reads the Bible and prays every day. Her beautiful voice now sings hymns and spiritual songs in our home. I just thank God every day that I met Ayi.
