Finding Friendship.(student missionary in Poland)

I wasn't looking for a new friend when I went to Poland. But that's exactly what I found.

Not long after I returned from my missions trip to Poland, I received a letter from my friend Magda. As I read her letter, I was touched by her efforts to express herself in English:

Dear Jennifer,

My dear friend, I am very happy I would meet you and talk to you about my life. If it hadn't been for your words, I wouldn't be able to understand that I would lead a happy life. It is God who watches over me night and day and I always talk to him now when I am in a difficulty and that is why I love him so much. I wish you were here and I wish we could talk to each other. Thank you for your great sense of humor. You are a wonderful, full of love and understanding person and I hope we will meet again one day. I hope you will never forget me and I will never forget you.

I miss you, my friend.

Magda

I could almost hear her saying the words she'd written. Especially the way she'd pronounce my name, changing the "i" to "e." "Jenn-E-fer," she would say with great enthusiasm. Before I got to the end of her letter, my eyes had filled with tears. God had actually used me to bring so many good changes in this Polish girl's life. He'd also given me a new friend.

Magda's letter arrived in the mail about three months after I'd met her in the fall of'99. I was on a short-term missions trip with an …