Earlier this year, I came across two articles, pieces on Christians who live in a Muslim culture. They attend mosques and pray but they do so in the name of Jesus.
The stories of two of these Christians stuck with me. One experienced a real-life five loaves and two fishes miracle. The other experienced the purest joy for something simple that I’ve often seen made complicated.
The articles stay in my mental file cabinet. I pull them sometimes to remind myself that God’s power is still at play, here and elsewhere.