As I watched him come into the class, dressed in a suit and carrying his well-worn Bible under his arm, I felt challenged to really know what I was teaching and sharing. As he spoke for a few minutes during the church service later that morning, his limitless faith in God became obvious to me. Looking back now, I realize that God was “knitting” my heart to the heart of this man, to his heart which desired fully to serve the very God who created it. I had no idea where this all would lead, but God did. He had a much bigger plan than just a chance meeting with a pastor from the other side of the globe.
On his next visit, Pastor Nelson brought his wife, fondly called “Mama Sarah” by their congregation. My wife and I invited them to our house for a meal while they were here in our area. Though I didn’t understand everything that Pastor Nelson said, due to his heavy Ugandan accent, I was very intrigued by what he shared.
At one point, I asked him what it would take for ...
