It’s been 4 days since I returned home from my travels and I have had some time to reflect on some of the trip. I was away for close to 2 months and I witnessed so much that I will never forget. Watching the hand of God caress and love and work in the lives of people is something you don’t get over.
Mission work is not all about seeing immediate results. Before there is a harvest of the fruit, someone must sow the seed, someone must nurture the young tender plant and water it, and then after the proper time and environment you reap the harvest. Much of our work was seed sowing, particularly in Europe. I spoke with people who had heard of Jesus but knew nothing else about Him. Without a Damascus Road experience it will take them some time to know enough to make a decision concerning Jesus. We spoke with thousands of people and have hundreds that want us to contact them to learn more. There are enough to keep the local missionaries busy for a long time.
There were others who were ready for the harvest, and how great it was to see. A few of us were walking down the sidewalk in Paris on our way to the train station. A young man in his 20s almost hit us while riding his bicycle on the sidewalk. He had not done it on purpose and immediately he stopped, turned around, and apologized. He noticed that our shirts said “Juifs Pour Jésus” which is Jews For Jesus in French. He asked us what we were about. We explained to him who we were and what we did and he began to speak about his experience in church. He said he had felt convicted of his sin at one time but said he didn’t want have to confess it to a priest. He said “if I’ve sinned before God why do I have to confess it to a man? Why can’t I just go directly to God?” He thought this was the only way to find forgiveness. We told him that he could and should go directly to God. That God hears all and was still waiting on him to come. Within a few minutes he was praying the sinners prayer with a missionary in his native tongue.
I have several stories like this that happened in my time away. God works extraordinarily through, and in spite of our feeble efforts. He is building His Kingdom and it’s great to be a very small part of His work.
Shalom until next time, Lord willing,