When my brother was getting married in Manila, Philippines - I wanted to fly there with my parents, but I had to sit an exam.
So I asked a travel agent to find me a
flight to Manila after my exam on Saturday - but the agent said there was no possible
way I could arrive in time for the wedding.
I prayed about it, and in my spirit I had a
sense about a flight-path going straight up north from Australia. I looked at a map,
and thought to myself, "That must be Guam, USA".
So I phoned the agent back, and said,
"What about going via Guam?"
He hadn't thought of it, but he checked it
out - and it was possible, with Continental Airlines!
I also mentioned it to my boss at the time, and
he happened to know someone who was an official with Continental Airlines, and
was able to get me cheap tickets. The travel agent could hardly believe it!
I got there in time for the wedding!
I got there in time for the wedding!
The roundtrip involved a layover in Guam - so I stayed at a YWAM base.
I let the base-leader know I was keen to reach
out during my short time there, so she took me to a prison.
One of the inmates, who seemed to be feared
by his fellow-prisoners as the top rooster, snarled at me:
"I suppose you're going to tell us how
bad you were, and then you got converted - we've heard it all before!"
I've seen rough-looking guys with open
hearts before - but I can tell you, I didn't feel any welcome from these guys
at all. The atmosphere felt charged - and I was locked inside with them!
I answered that I'd never really been in
trouble with the law.
In fact, I became a Christian when I was
only 12 years old, I said.
That seemed to totally disarm him. It made
him wonder why I was even there then, and what I was going to say.
His whole face lightened up, as he listened
with his heart. When the other men saw his openness towards me, they all
let down their guard.
They welcomed the Word, and me -
with open hearts. We all felt the love of JESUS, and prayed together.
Sometimes, looking like them is not what they need.
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