“The scent of curry wafted out of Mr. Gupta’s restaurant, saris filled the shop next door, and down the road we could just see the corner of a Hindu temple. It might have been Calcutta except for the red double-decker buses passing by. We were in London on a short-term mission trip with about forty other people. The first few days we’d walked around this South Asian neighborhood, imbibing the culture, occasionally gathering to pray, but now it was time to move on to the hard stuff, to hand out tracts and start some conversations. We had come here to share the good news of God’s redemption—to shine the light of the cross. The glory of that vision had packed our bags and walked us on to the plane, but now that we were here, it had somehow shrunk down and then—poof—disappeared.” Continue Reading Chapter 1 from Missing Jesus for FREE --> Bit.Ly/MissingJesus.
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