Sometimes the good we do we will not know about until we get to Heaven. Once in a while God lets us see how He has used us here...even from times long ago.

Bread Cast Upon the Waters

by Ferrell Kearney

(After 36 years in Iceland and the UK, the Kearneys are being used of the Lord to fill in for furloughing missionaries).

The surprises God brings into our lives are unimaginable. Barbara and I served the Lord in Iceland from 1967 to 1973. During that time we met a young Icelandic believer named Gardar. Gardar had visited his sister in the USA, heard the gospel and received Christ as his Savior. We met him in 1968 when he was about seventeen years of age. At that time I gave him a Gideon's Icelandic new Testament, with my name stamped in the front of it. I am sure that for over thirty years the remembrance of that time never came into my mind even once.

After we left Iceland in 1967, we lost track of Gardar. He later met and married an American lady. They moved to the West Coast of the USA where he attended Bible College and became a pastor. He died a few years ago of a brain tumor.

In June, 2003, on our way to the USA, we spent five days in Iceland. On our first night there, we heard a knock on the door. A tall, red-headed Icelander named Helgi had been asked by a friend to check upon us to see if there was anything we needed. As we talked with Helgi and his wife, Gudrun, he said he thought he knew us but then realized he didn't. He had only heard our names.

Helgi told me that he had a Gideon's New Testament with my name stamped in the front. Helgi had become a good friend of Gardar. When Gardar passed away, some of his books had been given to Helgi. Among them was the New testament.

I expressed a desire to Helgi to see the New Testament. He very graciously not only allowed me to see it but gave it to me. What a treasured remembrance!!! It is a reminder that God is faithful and will reward every word and work done for His glory...even after thirty-five years!