”Now when they bring you to the synagogues and magistrates and authorities, do not worry about how or what you should answer, or what you should say. For the Holy Spirit will teach you in that very hour what you ought to say.”
Luke 12: 11 - 12 (NKJV)
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Powerful testimony from Oksana
After flying for 15 hours non stop from India to Chicago, I was not in a social mood to speak with anyone as I boarded a plane home to CA. I looked out the window to my left as a gentleman dressed in a suit sat to my right. We sat quiet for half of the 4.5 hour flight to SF, till he saw me reach for my notepad and Bible.
He inquired about my religion. I simply replied, “I’m a Christian,” expecting that to be the end of the inquiry. He asked further, “What kind of Christian are you?” Remembering my mentor’s words that “man created religion by taking bits and parts of the Bible out of context to form their beliefs,” I replied again, “just Christian.” I sensed he was expecting me to add more, but I didn’t. He said, “I travel for work often and always sit next to others of different religions, and this is my first time sitting next to a Christian.”
As he probed about my faith, I answered what I could in an inarticulate manner and blundered about telling him about Adam and Eve sinning and Jesus coming into this world to save us. He then asked, “What do I need to be saved from?” I was inept when I attempted to share in laymen’s terms what was written in Romans 5, for you see I was a young believer and struggled with vocalizing my beliefs. I only knew His love, presence, and power.
I inclined my heart to the Lord to help me and asked for wisdom on what to say. “What can a young 19-year-old say to an older professional gentleman that would help answer his questions about my faith?”
My thoughts were interrupted with the strongest of impressions to say and do the following: “If someone were to offer you a gift, would you receive it?” He replied, of course, he would receive the gift. I then asked him if he would accept my Bible as a gift. He graciously accepted.
By the end of the flight, he walked away with my over-highlighted colorful Bible. I wondered whether my conversation with the man had sown any seeds in his heart toward believing in God. I did not expect to hear from him ever again, but I had forgotten the Bible I gifted had my phone number written in it.
The following week, I received a voicemail from the man asking to return his call. When I called the number provided, a woman answered, “Are you the girl my husband sat next to on the plane from Chicago to SF? He said you gave him your Bible?” I confirmed.
She rushed on to say that when her husband had walked through the doors of her home with a Bible in his hand, she nearly fell off her chair. Her young son recently began to ask her about Jesus. Due to having dyslexia, reading her Catholic Bible was challenging.
A few days prior to her husband coming home, she had journaled a prayer to God, asking Him to send her a Bible she can read and understand. When she opened up the one I gave her husband, not only was she able to understand what she was reading, but was surprised to see it highlighted in different colors, making it that much easier to read.
What a wonderful God we serve, to have answered this woman’s prayer. And as little as I knew in doctrine and felt unskilled in my speech, God was still able to use me for His glory. If He can use me, He most certainly can use you for His glory too!
This has blessed me and reminded me of how wonderful and powerful our everlasting Father is, May the Lord bless you and keep you; Have a wonderful day!
Scripture taken from the New King James Version®. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson. Used by permission. All rights reserved.