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Tidbits From Ebony
by Elizabeth Carmichael
These Ebony ladies have come up with a wonderful idea
for income generation!!! They learned how to make
poofie hair clips (see the black one on the floor with
the ribbons streaming off of it) Ladies here wear clips
like these on the back of their head to fasten their
hair. When they put their scarf over it, it looks
like a big bufant type thing is going on under the
scarf! It is VERY fashionable right now!! :-)
These ladies purchase their materials for less than ten
cents and sell the clips for a little over a dollar.
I am proud of their idea and their hard work! It
makes a world of difference to this family with no men.
They have no other source of income or any way to
support themselves by working outside of the home.
We truly live in luxury in the West, with all of our
options and permissions. May we use them for His
Dear Charis Family,
Last month you saw a picture of and prayed for a lady in
Candybar who has discovered she is pregnant, yet must endure
sub-standard medical treatment for a rare condition. Praise be
to the Father, I was able to visit Candybar again recently and
got some really good time with her!!! My boss, who is a
Family Practice doctor, was also with me on the visit.
Because EVERYONE wants to see the doctor when he is in town, we
had many visits with our staff and their family (including this
pregnant lady). My boss has the knowledge, but I have the
language. :-) So, we had a good time tag teaming, and I
was SO blessed by his willingness to say to people, “OK, I will
go write your prescription now and Elizabeth will pray with you
about these issues.”
My pregnant friend was in a lot of pain during my visit. I
did not expect round ligament pain so soon in her pregnancy, but
I think this was the cause. I had brought my instruments
to give her a very basic, but proper, prenatal exam. She
is able to get ultrasounds in Candybar, but they rarely check
for much else. It turns out her tired body is fighting an
infection, so I was glad we were prepared to help her. We
had some tense moments, though. I could not find the
baby’s hear beat to save my life. We thought we heard it,
but I wasn’t satisfied. Our office cook was ready to bring
lunch into the ladies work area, however, and no woman—pregnant
or not—comes between a man and his lunch in this culture!
So, we had to stop everything we were doing until all the staff
had finished their food. By the end of lunch, the men were
spread all over the office doing their lunch time prayer
rituals. It would have been incredibly shameful for my
friend and I to resume her prenatal check. So, we crept
down to the office basement. It was so dark, moldy and
depressing. She laid on the floor while I prepared to
search the baby’s heart tones again. On the wall of this
dank room there was a very large picture of three dark skinned
women dancing with their hands in the air. Maybe you have
seen the painting before. It was titled, “In the Spirit.”
The image of a woman dancing, especially with hands in the air,
an apparent shapeliness, and her head uncovered is a very
shameful and embarrassing image for the culture of Candybar.
Yet, some Western worker who had lived here in the past left
this painting behind and the local people couldn’t bring
themselves to burn it. I was glad those dancing ladies
were watching us…..
Finally, after another several minutes, we found a very strong
heartbeat!!! All was well. This beautiful friend is
enduring this pregnancy with so much tension in her heart.
Will you please pray for God to heal her of her bodily pains,
and that He would reveal Himself in power to her. Her
heart is soft. I so long for her to know Him!
I am currently at a training in Thailand [HI, MARY BETH!!! I AM
TRAPPED AT A CONFERENCE CENTER. :-( ]. The training is
going so well. This morning we were challenged to begin
the day by turning to the sun and thanking God that He has
turned to US, has seen us and shines His countenance upon us.
The challenge was in a spirit of helping us deliberately connect
with God each morning at this conference. Well….I
forgot all about it. All I wanted to connect with was my
I had my shower and went down to the little restaurant and sat
outside with my cup. Up over the water in front of me,
through the dry, but green trees in front of me, through the
empty branches, birds and bugs, a massive round ball of red fire
started to climb into the center of my vision. It rose
higher and higher and cast its heat on my face. It was
incredible, I tell you!!! One of the most beautiful
sunrises I have ever seen! I forgot all about God this
morning and all I could think as this sun rose on my face was,
“Oh, God!You found me!” He didn’t forget about me!
He knew the sun would rise RIGHT in front of my face and humble
me in gentle glory. I love our God!
May His glory shine on your faces today.
Our International Charis
Your stories from around the world touch us and we pray for your
Thanks, Love and Blessings to every one of you!
I will bring them from the north country, And gather them from the
ends of the earth,
Among them the blind and the lame, The woman with child and
The one who labors with child, together,
A great throng shall return there...And My people shall be
satisfied with My goodness, says the LORD.'
Jeremiah 31:8, 14
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