My language tutor told me the story of how she and her 7 other brothers and sisters, and her parents became Christians. She had mentioned that her grandparents were not Christians, they were followers of a false god that is worshipped here. She said that as far as she knew - her grandparents had never heard the gospel before, and no one had ever came to tell them. But how grateful her family is and was when a Christian came to town and shared the Greastet News of Jesus Christ. She was grateful that someone had came to tell them. How many more peoples in more remote places than this city where we are in language school have not yet heard the Gospel?
Needless to say through this hour and half time, hearts were bonded, and tears were shared over a language not my own and a sister in Christ that looks nothing like me, but to God we look a lot alike - we are both covered in Christ's blood as we stand before God. What can save me of my sin - nothing but the blood of Jesus!
"How lovely on the mountains are the feet of him who brings good news, who announces peace and brings good news of happiness, who announces salvation, and says to Zion, "Your God reigns!" Isa 52:7
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