I woke up at 4:00 am and was on the road by 4:15. As I pulled out of my neighborhood on the motorbike, everything was eerily quiet. The mountain air was pretty cold, especially for Thailand.
I thought to myself, “Even the devil isn’t awake right now”!
I laughed at that thought and then gunned it down the dark street heading toward my friend’s house. The team was there and we started to pray by 4:30. By 5:00 we were in the city center and split our 8 member team into teams of two. We would stay close to each other-within eye site at the city gate and talk to whoever would listen.
We would hand out Gospel literature to anyone who would take it.
I entered through the gate and the first person I saw was a young girl sitting alone, sobbing. I walked straight over to her, sat down, and said to her in Thai, “What’s wrong”? She looked at me and said back in Thai, “Never mind.” I began to open up a conversation as my team mate sat next to me.
The next thirty plus minutes were a God encounter.
I found out that this girl had moved from Udon Thani, a province next to the one where I used to live, Khon Kaen. She was clearly not enjoying the life that she had chosen in the big city of Chiang Mai.
I told her that God loved her, had a plan for her life, and that what she was doing now was not a part of it. I spoke to her about what it meant to be a good person and we both agreed that no one really was totally good. She went on to tell me how she wants to do what is right but something is always pulling her back into what she knows is wrong. I told her that she needed a helper. Then I preached the Lord Jesus and the Holy Spirit as our Helper. Continue Reading…

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