Just a short note to share a beautiful moment with you...
This week while teaching "Preaching the Story of God" the students all had a chance to share in front of the class. This was challenging for some - and intimidating for others.
One older man, who is quickly becoming my hero, finally took his turn in front of the group. As he shared, he was becoming emotional sharing about his Savior. Indians here do not typically cry and when they do, they try to stifle it...but not this man.
As he shared the tears began to slip down first one cheek, then the other and instead of attempting to stifle them, he told why they were okay.
He said, "When I share about my Savior or things that touch my heart, it moves me and I will not be ashamed. I was not ashamed to be out in the world doing the things I used to do so why should I be ashamed now if I cry when something moves my heart?"
By the time, he had said this, the tears formed rivulets down the aged lines of his tanned face and were dripping freely onto his shirt.
I did not turn around to confirm this, but I don't think his were the only tears by that time...
Be blessed!
Ray
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