A couple of weeks ago, I was late for our
taxi van ride. I apparently didn't get the memo that I shouldn't have gotten
that 3rd bowl of rice for lunch, and I was holding everyone up. I saw
each person's face in the car as I ran down the little farm road toward
the taxi. When I got in, I saw two nationals already sitting there, and I sat
next to them. They knew a little English so we got to know them and they agreed
to come to dinner with us in the city!
Passing dishes and smiles, we swapped stories for an
hour or so. A friend that works on the farm with us speaks the language
fluently, so we decided we would share a Bible story with our new friends and
she could translate. We decided on the story of David and Goliath, and we
watched as it was translated, their eyes widened with every sentence. Their
necks craned to be sure to hear each word.
During the story, the rest of us prayed. We had two girls with us who had
been to the region before and were visiting for a while, and as we prayed, one
realized that they recognized one of them! She had shared the Gospel with him a
year earlier, and now both were hearing it! We hoped maybe this time it would
stick. Neither of them made decisions for Christ, but we prayed when the story
was over, swapped contacts, and we parted ways encouraged!
The night ended as our team danced with hundreds of nationals by the city lake. The moves took a while to master, but with time we got
them down. With time, it finally stuck.
Pray for the seeds that have been planted with these who shared our taxi. Pray that they will continue to be watered & a harvest will come.
-Farm Community Interns
-Farm Community Interns
