Get in the Game!

Get in the Game!

With the World Cup on — I preached a missional message yesterday in a church in Barcelona, Spain. “Imagine this soccer ball as the gospel and the soccer field as the world,” I told them. “Jesus’ Game Plan in Acts 1:8 is for us to take the gospel from one end of the field — local, where you are and take it to the other end of the field — global.” The whole church rose to say that they wanted to get in the game.

“Something just happened in my heart.”

“Something just happened in my heart.”

On our last day in the Netherlands, I walked into our Riverboat Cafe. Two of the 25 Bible School students that I had given the One Wish training to a week before, came up to me. “We have just shared the gospel with the wristband and Noah is ready to trust in Christ. Can you do that part?”
I asked Noah if he was ready to take God’s hand. He said he was and I led him in prayer. He asked forgiveness for His sin, took God’s hand and said that he wanted to go God’s way not his way. After he had prayed, I looked at him. I could clearly see Noah was earnest. “Something just happened in my heart,” he said. I knew he had been born again.
Natalie’s One Wish Story

Natalie’s One Wish Story

Hello Richard,

I have written a short version of what I remember:

We walked slowly to the back of the brick village house extending our hello’s in Portughese, the language of Mozombique. Slowly a young girl emerged from the door and politely greeted us with a shy smile. Our team of three introduced ourselves and learned that her name was Christina. For a moment I didn’t know what to say or how to begin to speak with her. Suddenly, I noticed the One Wish writsband that I was wearing. Though I had never tried to use it before, I extended my hand to her and asked, ” Do you know what this picture is?”The local pastor who was with me translated her reply, “It’s a diamond.”

I said to her, “Do you know that you are a diamond?”

When she shook her head in bewilderment the door was wide open for me to share the love of God with her. After the story on my wristband was finished, I asked her if she wanted to become God’s child, and she nodded to me with tears in her eyes. I will never forget that prayer, for it was the most simple and precious one I have ever heard. I quickly slipped the band onto her wrist saying, “Never forget that you are God’s child and what He has done for you.”

In an instant I had gained a new sister, in this faraway country of Mozombique.

Thanks for the tools you have taught us, and I hope to meet you again one day. Have a merry Christmas! 😀

God Bless,

Natalie Moyer