The last church we toured, our friend Sarah knew one of the nuns, and she wanted to see if we could visit her. We ended up being able to have lunch with her and talk with her for about 3 hours. She is 99 years old, about 4 feet tall, and only speaks Arabic. She invited us into this living room-looking place and then food was brought to us on a sliver platter, followed by tea and cookies once we were finished. She would talk to Sarah if she wanted to say something to me, and the only word I could pick out that she kept saying was, "Habibti," which means 'my love.' She would giggle when I tried to use an Arabic word here or there, and then I asked her if I could recite all of the Arabac phrases I know....so she stared at me as I rattled off about 15 words to her. :) Another nun was watching us interact from across the room, and she asked if I spoke Arabic. She told Sarah that she could tell God was with me, and she was asking several questions about my life. She encouraged me not to be afraid that I live alone, because God is protecting me....I defnintely had a good nights sleep that night!

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