Day 13 - Sunday

Days like today, I miss Calvary Church. As I walked around this afternoon, I looked at people with a mix of beliefs. Their beliefs include Buddhism, Hinduism, Confucianism, Taoism, Islam, and Atheism. While there are millions of Christians in China, they are a miniscule minority in a country of 1.3 billion people. Most worship in underground (and illegal) "house churches". In many business and some shops, I see religious idols and smell incense burning. They perform rituals to please a God that they cannot know or understand, never knowing if they have done enough.



I believe what with the "open for business" sign on China, they are also "open for ideas". It is impossible to separate the two. Every Christian who comes to China has the opportunity to reveal the idea that there is a God who loves the rich and the poor, the Buddhist and the Atheist, the Cantonese and the Hakka. As I took this picture of friends and families eating supper by the market, I realized that we may some day eat from the same table, where my bad knees will not keep me from sitting on an eight-inch-tall stool, language will not separate, and eternal paradise with a loving God is all we know.