Last night I had a most unexpected Bible study with Adil*.
It was unexpected because I was stopping by Reyansh's apartment to invite him to my birthday party and I expected him to be alone. I knew his wife and children were in India visiting relatives. I didn’t know that Reyansh* had taken in a temporary boarder.
Adil was cooking dinner and asked if I’d like a parantha. I love Indian food so I gladly accepted.
getting robbed gave me an opportunity to talk about Jesus.
It was raining last Friday night when Chris and I pulled up to our friend's house. Exhausted from a full day of activity followed by an evening prayer conference, we were looking forward to sliding into their guest bedroom and falling asleep. I grabbed our suitcase and ran to the door.
In the morning we woke to discover that someone had smashed our car's side window. Chris's purse with my wallet and phone were gone. Silly us. Not the things we should have left in the car, but we didn't want to get the purse wet.
Yesterday Allan was baptised. It was a wonderful party.
Allan's been a friend for four years. We met when his wife started coming to our Discovery Bible Study. We've been on picnics and camping trips together. His son is in my computer club. We've had lots of informal talks about God. When we first started talking he told me he was an atheist. Last year he and his wife started leading a Discovery Bible Study with one of our neighbours. By this time he was convinced there was a God, but not so sure about Jesus.
My friend Ryan goes about sharing his faith a lot differently than I do. Makes sense. He lives in a different type of neighbourhood.
In my neighborhood almost everyone values God. They have pictures of idols, statues of Buddah or Mohammed, maybe even incense sticks. Parents visit the temple or mosque regularly. Many of their ideas are wrong, but most people respect Jesus. This makes it easy for me to say "I heard an interesting story about Jesus this morning", and launch into a Bible story.