Gospel On Board

Two weeks ago, when I attended a Friday night group meeting at one of the homes of the church in Anaheim, something within me told me to pick up a Christian tract entitled, "The Church in Anaheim" that were piled up neatly on a table greeting every visitors at the main door. Little did I understand that it was to be meant for some needy seekers later. I safely tucked it into my inner pocket of my navy blue suit that I wore almost everyday, not merely for decency but mostly for warmth, to comfort my body that suffered a 40+ Celsius back home. I never even remembered it's presence while in the States until I flew back home bound.

While on board as I was enjoying my time with the Lord in prayer and in the Word with my HWMR and Holy Bible wide open on my food rack, my co-passengers began a conversation with cordial remark, thanking me for all the petty "good deeds" I did to them(?), though it meant nothing to me. Perhaps, it mattered to them for the cordial humanity of offering my window seat, shawl and polite talks, etc. The conversation became a gospel on board as it went further. On their quest to know me more, I testified to them of how the Lord Jesus saved me, and how He has been gracing me to live a Christian life. And I further promised to introduce them to the saints in California, and in Los Angeles in  particular, where they resides as a permanent resident, waiting for US citizenship, of Armenian descent.

As I introduced the availability of free Rhema books online in Russian and guessed it for Armenian too, after an exchange of email ID, phone number, with an in-flight selfie, the mother of the son asked me about life after death. To her I told that all were written in the Bible and explained a bit about a Christian life, overcoming life, the millennial Kingdom and the New Jerusalem. With that I encouraged her to live a normal Christian life of reading the Word,  prayer,  fellowshipping with fellow believers and the importance of growth in life. Then I remembered the lone little tract on my suit pocket. It took me no time to conclude that it was meant for this Armenian mother-son duo, which I graciously handed over to the mother with a brief introduction of what its content were. Later, I saw her opening the tract wide and reading through it.

May the Lord bless the gospel tract and speak to her unto her household salvation and recovery them into the church-life.

The same episode happened while flying from Dubai to New Delhi, with an elder lady of 80+ years old. Initially, she described her faith in one God through many paths philosophy. It took me good patience to listen to all she had to say about her beliefs and opinions. Then the Lord graced me to preach the gospel when we both even called upon the Lord's Name, "Lord, Jesus!" She became very open and narrated her family situation, gave me her address and phone number for further contact. Before we got off the flight we took selfies and she invited to visit her someday.

Praise the Lord for the gospel on board, the Emirates, flying over the Greenland from LA,  Dubai bound, and Dubai to New Delhi, at 34,980+ altitude at 1100+ km/hr speed!

Preach the gospel in season and out of season. And also preach the gospel at all the times,  if necessary,  use words. 

Proclaim the word; be ready in season and out of season; convict, rebuke, exhort with all long-suffering and teaching. 2 Timothy 4:2