Thanks for joining us for Part 2 of our story of a girl from China who came to know the good shepherd and serves as our missionary partner and leads KKI with her husband in Taiwan.
If you remember, a missionary had come to her village when she was a little girl. He was like the pied piper, gathering children together to follow him so he could tell them about Jesus. Her story continues:
Gathering In The Name of Jesus
He led us to a small little hut, where he had us sit down and spoke to us in his funny, broken Chinese. I was intrigued by his words. They were unlike any I had ever heard before. He spoke of things I had never heard in our temples, or by our priests and elders. He said two things that I would never forget and would change my life.
“There is a God in heaven who created you. He loves you, and has sent His Good Shepherd, Jesus to save you, hold you, comfort you, lead you, and bring you home.”
A God in heaven who knows me? The One who created me cares for me and loves me? I never heard of such a god, and it touched to my tender spirit.
The Lamb of God
And then I saw the lamb. This foreigner gave each of us a piece of paper with an outline of a shepherd holding a little lamb. I joyfully joined the other children in coloring the drawing. However, about halfway through when I remembered my grandmother and the fact that I wasn’t even supposed to be there, I jumped up, ran back to the house and back to my dishes. Grandma was still fast asleep.
About 10 minutes later, I heard a knock on the door. To my surprise, several of the kids who were with me in that dusty hut, were standing in front of me. “He wants to see you,” they said. “No, I wasn’t even supposed to be there! My grandma had forbidden me from even going! Why does he want me?” They shrugged their shoulders and said firmly, “He told us to come get you.”
As I returned, I was shocked that the foreigner was holding my unfinished drawing in his hands. “Is this your drawing?” he asked. I could only nod my head. “It’s very good. I see you colored all the sheep around the shepherd, but you forgot the one he is holding.”
I mustered up all my courage to respond. “That’s the pure little lamb,” I said meekly. “Oh.”, he mused, “…that’s right! Would you like to be the Good Shepherd’s little lamb, too?”
