Buddhist at the Park

This afternoon our family went for a little stroll/bike ride in the park across the street. It’s a large park with several play areas, a lake, etc. It is a great place for the kids to go. They had fun. While there, we encountered a man sitting by the lake. He pointed out some ducks to the kids. I struck up a conversation with him. I was quickly reminded of why the Lord has brought us to Brazil. The man, Antonio, is a Buddhist. He and I had a conversation about God, etc. I shared the Gospel with him. He, of course, was pretty resistant to it. We talked for a while, swapping ideas and thoughts about God and sin and Jesus. I’m so glad that I have a hope that is for sure. I’m sad that Antonio doesn’t have the same hope. I prayed for him before we parted ways. Who knows what the planted seed will become? The Lord knows. I’ve planted. Now someone will hopefully water. And God will give the increase. Thank the Lord for today’s opportunity.

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