.the day i met an angel.

So, I have the incredible opportunity to serve at a free coffee bar that was started here in Taiwan several years ago. The coffee bar (The Rock) was started for the purpose of connecting with the local Taiwanese, building friendships, sharing the gospel and meeting the felt need of teaching English. 


Twice a week, I get to be a part of what God is doing at The Rock! Sometimes I feel like it is essentially a “Gospel drive through” because rather than going out, people come to us…honestly, can it get any easier? (Please hear my heart, I do not say that out sarcasm, but simply out of sheer amazement and awe because I’ve never experienced anything like this before…though we still definitely go out and share the gospel with people, this is a unique situation in which I often times think “WOW, everyone leaves here, hearing the gospel and all I have to do is sit here? Is this okay? …this is pretty sweet!!”)
What a cool opportunity…don’t ya think?
I have made many great friends at The Rock and LOVE my English class! I teach the intermediate English class and every week, twice a week, I have a class full of intelligent, wonderful people! 
At The Rock we sometimes have people come in that at a first glance, one might think something along the lines of “Wow, I wouldn’t picture that person enjoying “this kind of scene”.
We have people come that are: married, unmarried, very very young, very very old, people who speak Taiwanese, Mandarin, people who have come faithfully every single night for YEARS, people who are shy, lonely, enthusiastic, outcast, hard-working, hilarious, loud, gentle, curious, careful, caring, imaginative, unsure, confident, alone, busy, rich, poor, weak, strong, lovely, well-liked, well-traveled, love music, love sports, love stinky tofu, love cats, love gum, love foreigners, love love. People that are cool and weird and clumsy and indifferent and close talking and touchy feely and stylish and bum-ish and kind and hesitant and beautiful and….I think that might sum it up (but not likely).                                                                                                                                                                                                 
     
These people are not just “these people” but they are we, us…all of us. The people who come into The Rock are people who Jesus equally loves and equally died for. He took their place, OUR place….Jesus took MY place so that I could be here today…loving Him…and telling others just like me…at The Rock, that there is a God who loves them and took their place and that however they feel right now…whichever adjective they feel describes “me”, does not define them but instead,the God of the ENTIRE universe DESIGNED them….and we…and us.                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
Three weeks ago I was walking downstairs from my English class and I noticed a table of girls sitting near the front of the coffee bar… just chatting away. Instantly I thought to myself…I want to sit with those girls. What particularly caught my attention was the little girl who was sitting with the older girls. As I approached the table and sat down, I was greeted with the smiles and laughter of the little girl. I asked the girls their names and everyone replies including the little girl…she shyly replied:
 “My name is Angel”
After the introductions we started chatting about music, life, boys, school and the sort. From there we transitioned (rather awkwardly as I stumbled over my words) into a conversation about Jesus, heaven and God. I then asked the question “So, what do you think about God? Do you know who He is?” There was a reasonable about of silence before I then directed the question to Angel…
Angel then grabs a pen and uses the piece of scratch paper in front of her. She first draws this man like figure and then she draws some dots and what appear to be stars…..she then draws some more stick figures…As she is drawing she begins explaining what she is drawing….and it blew my mind.
Angel is 7 years old you guys…7 YEARS OLD.
Angel tells me that the man like figure is God and the dots are trees and the stars are stars in the sky and the stick figures are people. She said that God created everything and that He is everyone’s boss. I then asked Angel “Where did you hear this, who told you this?” She then replied “I thought of it myself”. I took a deep breath and just thought to myself…wow…this is incredible! I then asked her if she is a christian and she said “what is a christian?” From there the conversation went into me sharing about who God is and how he sent his son Jesus to the earth to die for us. The mind and attention of a 7-year-old can only be held captive so long before Angel says “Wanna see me dance?” I smiled and said: “Of course! Please show me your dance!”
 
Angel proceeded to show me her entire dance routine and even pulled her cousin up with her to dance.
It was truly a precious moment. 
Angel taught me a lot about God that night. It is true that God makes himself known to people in miraculous ways….to the married, unmarried, very very young, very very old, people who speak Taiwanese, Mandarin, people who have come faithfully every single night for YEARS, people who are shy, lonely, enthusiastic, outcast, hard-working, hilarious, loud, gentle, curious, careful, caring, imaginative,unsure, confident, alone, busy, rich, poor, weak, strong, lovely, well-liked, well-traveled, love music, love sports, love stinky tofu, love cats, love gum, love foreigners, love love. People that are cool and weird and clumsy and indifferent and close talking and touchy feely and stylish and bum-ish and kind and hesitant and beautiful and…. It is ALSO true that we have a responsibility to share with those who have not yet heard, not yet seen, not yet experienced the miraculous, wonderful, powerful, irresistible love of Jesus.  
This is why I am in Taiwan. 

“Call me, call me out of where I’ve been, call me out of where I’ve been.”
Found– United Pursuit
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