With this month being Unsung Heroes we have a lot of time to really decide what our month is going to look like. We made a decision at the beginning of the month that every day someone else would lead. It was Christa’s day, and she wanted us to go and see part of the city we got on the 35 bus to take it to the last stop and walk back. When we got on the bus I quickly noticed a little boy sitting a few rows in front of us. He shyly looked back at us and smiled and turned back around. He then jumped out of his seat and ran to sit in the empty seat behind me next to Kait. I turned around and showed him a clapping game we had learned in the Philippines. We messed up and did the wrong move laughed and stopped playing. When I looked back at him he was trying the pattern in the air. We tried again, messed it up and laughed once again. Kait and I spent the remainder of the bus ride making faces at him and trying any way we could to talk to him. When we got to the last bus stop we got off and said good bye to our new friend.
A few days later we got on another bus coming home from a meeting. I sat behind Kait who turned around and says to me for “a second I thought” she didn’t finish her sentence before the little boy sitting in front of her turned around to look at her and I quickly exclaim “it is”. I watch as he anxiously waits for the man next ti him to get off the bus. As soon as the man left he jumped up and came to sit on the seat next to me. We tried again to play our clapping game but mess it up. When the bus gets to the final stop he got off with us and points to a bus in the parking lot bus 35. I laughed and flap my hands around trying to explain we aren’t going on another bus. As we walked away from the bus station he continued to walk with us. Him and I laughed and walked down the street. When we arrived at our hostel I knew I wanted to spend more time with him so I looked over at Candace to ask if she would keep walk with me and him. We finally come to a corner where there is a fast food restaurant. He points and looks at us. Candace and I looked at each other and said why not. We went in and bought him a meal that he insisted on sharing with us.
He didn’t speak a word of English and we don’t speak a word of Vietnamese but it was one of my favorite meals on the race so far. I truly believe that even if you never get to talk to the person you’re sitting with you can still love them well.
I was sent out to the world to love the nations in many different ways. Every month m*nistry looks completely different then the last. Sometimes in closed countries like here in Vietnam you have the chance to be creative with showing people what the gosp*el really looks like. I might never have the chance to mention the name of my father to the people here but I can and will love the people with his love.
