Monday, November 17, 2008
gets easier every time
in august i had entered into this little gas station that is by my parents house cause i felt compelled to go in there for a reason. it was a sunday i think, or a saturday, either way the place was bone dry. no one had come in and out for a while. this prompted me to strike a conversation up with the guy who worked there, his name is kumar. he is from nepal and we began to talk about his country and what brought him here to america, and all those little quirky little facts about nepal and stuff. i was talking with him for about 20 min before i heard the lord tell me to give him $20. i thought again, nah, this can't be the lord. but i heard it again, and felt it this time. i took it out after he was helping someone who had come into his store and explained to him that this was a special $20. i said to him, "i don't know why (i really did however) but i must give you this $20 and it is to go to something special in your life." he replied that he was going back to his country the next month and that he needed money because his job was not helping him much. i figured that it was for this trip. he was very encouraged and blessed to receive this money and asked for my name and number, which he wanted to write on the bill. i politely asked for a paper and pen because i didn't want my number and name to be on this bill which would end up in lord knows who's hands. but there was something else about this trip i was sensing and i said, "there is something about this trip that will change your life kumar." he took out his phone and opened it up to a young woman also nepalese and had explained that he was going to get married to her. i was so encouraged to know i was able to contribute to his cause. as i was walking out i turned around to him and said to him, "kumar, i believe there is a god in heaven who loves you dearly, i believe that he wants to reveal himself to you and show you his love. do you believe that?" he shook his head yes. i told him that i would be praying that jesus christ would reveal himself to him. kumar again shook his head in acknowledgement. well, that was in august and since then i have been in his store a few times, waiting for his return. the last time i went in there was a few days ago. the young man behind the register recognized me from the last few times i had visited. i didn't even need to say anything, he told me kumar would be back in the latter part of dec. i asked the guy where he was from and he replied the same country as kumar, they are roommates. as it turns out this young man, named riki, has been told all about my exchange with kumar as well. i could sense in his countenance that he is vulnerable to love and support from the living and active god of heaven and earth. i have made it my mission to spread that love and support to these two individuals. when kumar gets back i am gonna pour into his life the love of the greatest prophet, the greatest teacher, the greatest leader, and only messiah he has ever heard of until he accepts him. i will NOT take no for an answer. i don't know why i have relayed this message to you. but i guess it is to further the boldness of the individuals who read it. the greatest need that needs to be met in someone else's life can sometimes be the greatest gift you ALREADY posses to offer. fear tells you that you have nothing to offer. since this encounter i have made it a priority to encounter people in the same manner. it will never be an encounter unless you make it an encounter, which requires action. stop talking about doing it and do it. i have met some interesting people and have shared some great things with people since this revelation of meeting kumar's need. and it gets easier every time.
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6 comments:
Very very cool and very very encouraging! This message of "no fear" is all over the place it seems! :)
Very encouraging!
yea!!!!!
thats what I am talking about - I love these testimonies. And congratulations on beating me in Fantasy Football this week.
talk is nothing without testimonials.
Amen, amen, amen, amen!
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