Last week my son and I were visiting a frozen yogurt shop. He ran next door to grab a water from another store, so I camped outside the yogurt store and sat at one of the tables. At the table next to me were a pair of guys and since we were so close I couldn’t help but hear their conversation.
One of the guys was telling his friend about a recent mission trip he had been on to another country. I wasn’t sure what country he was talking about, but from his description of the poor conditions, I presume it was a third world country. Excitedly he told about how God moved through his mission team and used them mightily while he was there, and even though he didn’t speak the language he was able to share his faith with others through interpreters.
He told of one instance when the Holy Spirit was leading him and others to walk from village to village and share their faith with anyone they came across along the way. As they walked and encountered someone, they would ask people if they wanted to meet Jesus. Immediately the person would say “Yes” and pray to receive Jesus on the spot. This happened over and over again to almost everyone he encountered and hundreds that day came to know the Lord.
It was all I could do not to jump in on the conversation and ask some questions that I really wanted the answers to, but my son came out and was ready to go.
I don’t doubt that this gentleman had this experience in some far away land, and I don’t doubt that he had good intentions and was sincerely concerned for these people and their spiritual lives, but my question is – “Does it really mean anything?”