Shalom, Friends,
I just RE-visited Wildwood's Boardwalk, (with a stop-off in Avalon, NJ to do some jetty fishing: magnificent weather, great jetty, few fish, but WORTH it!) . Last time I visited these same people was in July. This time I walked the entire boardwalk length of Wildwood, and back, wearing CHAIM's red "God is Love" T-shirt (with the phrase from I John 4:8 displayed prominently in four languages) Walked by one shop. Young man called out to me, named Asef: "Why is it in Russian?" I answered, "Because there are a lot of Russian-speakers down here in Wildwood. For example, some from Azerbaijan,some from ... " He immediately interrupted me: "Hey, I'M from Azerbaijan!" We engaged in small talk and familiarities. I told him I was doing missionary work. He told me he was Muslim, but he liked the shirt because he thought it showed the unity of all faiths. I quickly divested him of that notice, and gave him a gospel brochure, tailored to him, and asked him to read it with an open mind. He agreed. I told him about a recently deceased Azerbaijani friend of mind and how she had been raised Muslim, but just became a Christian before she died. Asef thanked me for sharing. While we were talking, the Israeli owners gathered around us to try to detach Asef from me, but I was finished anyway and moved on. At the next store, three Israelis were up at the store front: a young man and two young ladies. The man read the shirt out loud in Hebrew and I went over to him. After some small talk, I told him (Eli) who I was and what I was doing. He told me he liked the shirt. All three Israelis were staring at the shirt. I gave Eli CHAIM's Isaiah tract: "The Suffering Servant of Isaiah 53: Who Can It Be?" They all were staring with very serious, intent looks. At the last store, a young man called out to me. I stopped and asked "Is this store still owned by Israelis, or did they sell it to Egyptians?" He said (name is Karim) "I'M Egyptian!" After some small talk, I told me he was Muslim. I gave him an Arabic-language tract and asked him to read it with an open mind. He thanked me and didn't object.
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Shalom, Friends,
I just RE-visited Wildwood's Boardwalk, (with a stop-off in Avalon, NJ to do some jetty fishing: magnificent weather, great jetty, few fish, but WORTH it!) . Last time I visited these same people was in July. This time I walked the entire boardwalk length of Wildwood, and back, wearing CHAIM's red "God is Love" T-shirt (with the phrase from I John 4:8 displayed prominently in four languages) Walked by one shop. Young man called out to me, named Asef: "Why is it in Russian?" I answered, "Because there are a lot of Russian-speakers down here in Wildwood. For example, some from Azerbaijan,some from ... " He immediately interrupted me: "Hey, I'M from Azerbaijan!" We engaged in small talk and familiarities. I told him I was doing missionary work. He told me he was Muslim, but he liked the shirt because he thought it showed the unity of all faiths. I quickly divested him of that notice, and gave him a gospel brochure, tailored to him, and asked him to read it with an open mind. He agreed. I told him about a recently deceased Azerbaijani friend of mind and how she had been raised Muslim, but just became a Christian before she died. Asef thanked me for sharing. While we were talking, the Israeli owners gathered around us to try to detach Asef from me, but I was finished anyway and moved on. At the next store, three Israelis were up at the store front: a young man and two young ladies. The man read the shirt out loud in Hebrew and I went over to him. After some small talk, I told him (Eli) who I was and what I was doing. He told me he liked the shirt. All three Israelis were staring at the shirt. I gave Eli CHAIM's Isaiah tract: "The Suffering Servant of Isaiah 53: Who Can It Be?" They all were staring with very serious, intent looks. At the last store, a young man called out to me. I stopped and asked "Is this store still owned by Israelis, or did they sell it to Egyptians?" He said (name is Karim) "I'M Egyptian!" After some small talk, I told me he was Muslim. I gave him an Arabic-language tract and asked him to read it with an open mind. He thanked me and didn't object.
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