Day one in Vietnam blew my mind. My
team was invited to visit a Christian home school. Upon arrival, a man who was exceptionally
high began beating on our taxi window and we realized that we were
definitely in a dark spiritual atmosphere. After spending a couple
hours talking with the children and playing games with them, we had a
chance to hear some stories of the two women who ran the school.
Evangelism is illegal in Vietnam so we were very interested to hear
stories from the two women who ran this Christian school.

 

They began to tell us their stories of
how they came to Christ but the focus of their testimony was not on
their life before Christ but on the mighty work He has done in them
since they had accepted Him as Lord. One woman had led over 500
people to Christ
during her trips evangelizing in North Vietnam. The
other woman had led over 20 people to Christ over the phone. She
prayed everyday for people to miss-dial her phone number so that she
could tell them about the good news of Jesus Christ. She also shared
with us the story of how her school was started. She and her two
boys, of seven and ten years would spend time each day on their faces
before God crying out for people to come to their home so they could
teach them about Christ’s love. These two boys chose to spend their
free time praying for others. These women told us story after story
of healing in Vietnam; people healed of rare diseases, blind people
being healed, even people being raised from the dead.

I pray that I would have just a hint of
the faith these women have. They evangelize in a place with the 3rd
most persecuted church is and their evangelism puts mine to shame.
The faith and passion of these women really caused me to question my
definition of being radical for Christ. Am I radical for Him? Am I
truly passionate about His kingdom coming on this earth?
I pray that
God gives me passion like this. I pray that my selfish desires would
never limit the way God can use me.