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So Mr. Chou, my mom's elementary school teacher, is a very educated man. Taught himself how to read and speak English (very well I might add). Reads all day. To put it bluntly, knowledge is his god. He's proud of what he knows. But a very dear old man all the same. He's got the usual old age illnesses and senility coming upon him which has made him bitter about life. He told us that he was basically waiting for death. So my mom and I tried to share the gospel with him. But it was tough. It was like a merry-go-round. He would bring up something he had against Christianity (or something he didn't understand and thought was a bad thing) and we would explain it to him and give him an answer. With his argument gone, he went back to 2 excuses: 1) I wouldn't be able to read if I went to church, 2) I don't have time. Both of which aren't true. It was like that over and over. My mom and I were intensely saddened by our discussion with Mr. Chou. He was very unhappy with life and we wanted to give him the greatest joy of all. It made me really understand Jn 4:10
Jesus answered her, "If you knew the gift of God and who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked him and he would have given you living water."
Mr. Chou viewed my mom and I as trying to convert him to Christianity. To a convince him of a philosophy, a religion. As if we were the ones asking him for something, asking him for the favor. If he only knew the life that we were telling him about, the whole new victorious life, hope, and freedom that Jesus offered, it would not feel like us asking him for anything. He would be asking us. Not just asking...but desperately begging for it.
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I know I shared in a previous post how I don't mind meeting all of my mom's old college friends cause I get to know my mom more through the sharing of their memories of her. And it occurred to me earlier this past week: Which memories will I retain after 30 years? Which ones for each person? The good? The bad? I wish I could retain all of them but I know that's not quite possible. Oh the memories I could tell each of your kids, guys...hehehe =). With pictures to prove them as well!