Three of us had the opportunity to speak with a man on the street outside Nana Plaza one evening. I'll call him Mark. He was from North America. Mark was an intelligent, sophisticated, well-travelled man who had knowledge of the Bible and life in general. Our conversation led us into discussion about hell and its reality or lack of it. You could tell Mark was searching for something bigger than himself. At least 3 times, the conversation seemed to be ending and Mark was about to walk way, but each time he came back and talked longer. The conversation lasted over an hour. I prayed for Mark that whole time, and have a card with his name on it in my Bible so I won't forget him. I know God hasn't forgotten him and neither will I.
Written by: Kevin T.
