Monday, November 30, 2015

Amy Carmichael-Arulai's story About the Living God

By Mary Vee
Year: January, 1904-1906 
Amy Carmichael: 36 years old


From Amy's Journal

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My name is Amy Carmichael. I am a missionary in India.

Last week I introduced you to ten-year-old Arulai. Before meeting Arulai, I had been discouraged. No one seemed interested in hearing about the great God who loved them. I began to doubt all the missionary stories I'd heard about men and women, boys and girls, who wanted to learn about Jesus. 

This all changed when I met Arulai. She told me her story. This is one well worth sharing with you. 

Arulai didn't have many friends because of her bad temper. She prayed to every god she could think of, begging for help to control her temper. Her father didn't have any answers for her. 

A few days later her baby brother died. Arulai asked her mother where her little brother went after he died. Her mother said, "He is with the spirits of the dead." Arulai worried about her brother floating around in a place where no one knew him. She heard him call out to her to come care for him. 

"How could a great God treat a little boy like that?" she asked. No one had the answer. 

She didn't know who the great God was, but she decided to pray to him at special times and places, hoping He would listen to her.

Then one day she walked to the well to get water for her family. Near the well an Indian man and other people stood talking with each other. Three of the people looked different. Their skin was white. They had trouble speaking her words. 

She listened while filling her bucket. The Indian man said, "There is a living God?" 

The foreigner answered. "Yes." 

The Indian man shouted with a happy voice, "There is a living God!" She wanted to stay and ask the foreigner questions but had to get home with the water.

The bucket was heavy. She thought about the foreigner's words as she walked. If there truly is one living God then Siva, her parents' god, was not real. If this was so, she wouldn't rub ashes on her forehead any more, not to a dead god. 

After the sun set and she finished her chores, Arulai thought abut the living God. She prayed to Him, hoping He would hear her. "Please God," she prayed. "Please send those foreign people to my village again. Let me hear their words about the living God."

The next day she went for water again and saw the foreigners speaking with other people. There were three, an older couple and a younger woman who wore a sari. 

She soon thought about what her parents would say if they knew she didn't want to worship Siva. They would become angry if they knew she wanted to worship the living God. 

She picked up her bucket and walked toward home, confident that the living God would help her speak to the woman with the sari. "Someday," she said, "I will become the daughter  of the woman with the sari and learn about about the living God."

Come back next time to read the more of this exciting story about little Arulai.


Resources used for this series:. 
Benge, Janet, and Geoff Benge. Amy Carmichael: Rescuer of Precious Gems. Seattle, WA: YWAM Pub., 1998. Print.
Davis, Rebecca Henry. With Daring Faith: A Biography of Amy Carmichael. Greenville, SC: Bob Jones UP, 1987. Print.
Dick, Lois Hoadley. Amy Carmichael: Let the Children Come. Chicago: Moody, 1984. Print.
Meloche, Renee Taft., and Bryan Pollard. Amy Carmichael: Rescuing the Children. Seattle, WA: YWAM Pub., 2002. Print.
Wellman, Sam. Amy Carmichael: A Life Abandoned to God. Uhrichville, OH: Barbour Pub., 1998. Print.



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