An anonymous guest blogger shares a story of survival, a vision of Christ and the book that ignited the spiritual journey of one woman in the Middle East:
And Isaiah boldly says, ‘I was found by those who did not seek me; I revealed myself to those who did not ask for me.'” Romans 10:20
This is a story of God reaching for someone who wasn’t looking for Him.
She sat in my office crying and telling me her story. I had heard that God was using visions and dreams to reveal Himself, but I never would have imagined that I would get to hear of one of those encounters firsthand. There was no question in my student’s mind who had appeared to her. It was Jesus. He took her by the hand and said, “I am Jesus. You are my daughter. I will help you. Come, follow Me.” His words couldn’t have been clearer. She knew there was a holy book about Him and that people who followed Him were called Christians. She didn’t know any Christians. How could she get His book [the Bible]? These were questions that filled her mind and unsettled her. She kept her secret for two years. She didn’t tell anyone in her family. They could never accept this.
The encounter had occurred after she had been assaulted and left alone in a remote place. She told me that she was sure she was going to die. Then, she was rescued and taken to a safe place by none other than the risen Christ. He was shining and all in white. He brought her to safety and then disappeared. In her heart, she wanted to read His book and she wanted to follow Him. But how?
I had the joy of being part of my student’s journey to know and follow Jesus. She sat in my English class every day in the front row. She seemed to stay away from the other students. Later, I learned that she felt different from them. When I saw her crying in the hallway that afternoon, I had her come sit in my office. I gave her a hug, some tea, and a box of tissues. Then, the story came out. Through her tears she said, “Why did He come to me? I wasn’t looking for Him. No one in my family was looking for Him.”
I said the first thing that came to my mind. Something even a first grader growing up in church would be able to say, “Because He loves you.” I went on to explain the Gospel in the shortest and simplest way I could. “Do you have His book,” she asked? “Yes, I will bring it to you tomorrow,” I said. The next day, I brought her the book wrapped as a gift. She was elated and carried it out of the building as if it was a piece of precious, breakable, crystal. “This is the most important book for my life,” she said. She missed the next three days of class to stay home and read it.
I wonder how many others are like my student? How many who are desperate for information about Jesus, but have no one to ask? How many wish to read His holy book but do not have access to it? For those, SAT-7 exists to share the love of God and the message of peace and joy that He brings.