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Light in a Buddhist Temple

08:39, Sunday, October 12, 2008 .. 0 comments .. Link

I read stories of Jesus,..from all over the world here is one that tickled me the other day....I pray it 'd do the same for you..

This is one from another YWAMer...

A Monk Sees the Light in a Buddhist Temple
I asked that sincere monk in front of me among all of his peers, "Do you want to live for Jesus?"
By Jane Allison

"How do I become a missionary like you, Jane?" I stood in the shadows of idols in a Buddhist temple, awed by God's clever maneuvering. I bit my lip, laughing at the question the young person in the blazing orange toga had just asked me. I turned slightly to find sincere eyes meeting mine. I responded, "It helps to become a Christian and be introduced to Jesus first, Air." "How do I do that?" he asked as other young monks began to surround us.

I had asked Air many questions about his faith in Buddha. Some of them stumped him and made it clear to me that the spiritual veil he was wearing was heavy. The funny thing was that every time I asked him questions about his faith, he hit back with several questions about Christianity! "Who is Jesus? What do you mean, He died for me?"

I was on my way out of the temple when the Holy Spirit clued me into what He had been working on through me all afternoon as Air toured us through the temple. "Give him the invitation, Jane!" came the Spirit's call after Air asked how he could become a missionary like me. "But Lord!" I replied, "Come on, can't You see that I am standing in a temple, and he is a monk?" "Give him the invitation, Jane!" came that inner voice a bit stronger. I asked that sincere monk in front of me among all of his peers, "Do you want to live for Jesus?"

"Yes!"

I asked a needless three more times to be sure that I had heard right.

Leading him outside, away from all of the altars and statues, I gave Air a simple sinner's prayer. He asked me if I could say it for him and I explained that it was something he needed to do on his own. I began to give a mere example and could hear that he was repeating everything that I was saying! I saw how God was moving and took it as the greatest honor to escort Air through the gates of Heaven at my side just as he had walked me through that Buddhist temple only hours earlier. We said "Amen" together and a cool breeze blew over us.

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