It was 6am when the music started… Kenny G on the saxophone… and I had to lay a moment and try to get my bearings. Where am I? In a city of an unnamed land that is controlled by communism! The music had me fooled, but within a few minutes the sound of hundreds, if not thousands of students doing calisthenics in teams and jogging around the large university square in chanting, coordinated groups of 50, was enough to get me out of bed to stand on the balcony and record this fascinating testimony to a totalitarian land.
In this land, where everything is strictly controlled, John and I realized what it must mean to live long term where your conversations are being listened to, and where every care must be taken not to use the subversive words: missionary, evangelism, discipleship, conversion, Jesus, God, etc., … John and I found ourselves whispering in our apartment as we read God’s Word in the mornings together.
Regardless of the restricted vocabulary, the Spirit continues to call students to himself, for the Spirit is not silenced by totalitarianism. Our colleagues are working to touch the hearts and lives of students, and through these students, this nation will be discipled!
Please pray especially for those who choose to follow, and pray for wisdom, resources, personnel, and passion for the team that is on the ground.