October 30, 2013 - Global Impact

In the middle of the desert, surrounded by camels and donkeys, I met two sweet young ladies.

Little Red Sea girls

I am often surprised how friendly these girls were to me, even though my presence there was not appreciated. Simply being in that camp requires an invitation, and mine was through another individual.

They wanted to talk about medical care, and even though I knew that was the reason we were able to meet, I desperately wanted to take the conversation deeper.

It is heartbreaking to be in a position of knowing the truth—the real truth about God, and not being able to share it. But often this is the case where laws are in place restricting what we may and may not say.

I must admit that I have not always been faithful to the gag order imposed upon me, but in this camp, far from civilization, I was obedient to their demands.

I found it strange that fear prevailed among these nomads of introducing the truth to their children. They are protected from it—isolated from it—brainwashed against it so that they will believe only what their tribe tells them to believe.

But these young girls could not have been friendlier, and I struggled to maintain my silence.

I trust that the seeds we planted will make a difference, and it is my hope that we will be allowed to return again. But I realized while we were there that there is a very real battle for the souls of our kids. The forces of good battle the forces of evil in true spiritual warfare.

If you don’t believe in spiritual warfare, you’re not paying attention to scripture.