A divine appointment.

Hey Y’ALL!!!! God is so good! He is so worthy to be praised! I have so many stories from here in Europe that I want to share but find it hard to find the time and energy to share but here is a cool story... A few days ago when I was in Montenegro I was leaning against a telephone pole trying to find where the train station was on my smartphone but it wasn’t loading really at all. A guy walked pasted and asked for the time I told him the time and he kept on walking, I quickly asked if he knew where the trim station was. He offered to walk me there so I went with him. We introduced ourselves and I soon found out that he was from Syria! He asked where I was from then told me about his journey over the past few years getting into Europe from the Middle East. He went through Turkey to get Greece and was there for a few years until he was kicked out. Then he went through Albania into Montenegro and said that he has been on street every night and tries to do some odd jobs during the day. He had a backpack with a little rollout mattress thing attached and told me that’s all he owns. He said his life in Syria before the war was great and that he learned English at his school. He wasn’t asking me for help but was simply telling me his plan to try to get into Hungary then eventually Germany. This man was trying everything he could to get into a country where he’d be able to get a good job and maybe start his life over again. The guy said that once he saved up enough for a bus ticket he’d leave. As soon as he said that I offered to buy him a bus ticket but he explained that he’d have to go to police station first get some papers in order to pass through Serbia and get into Hungary by bus. He explained the whole process and said that he’d need like €40 to show the police he had enough money to leave the country by bus.

​I told him if he was willing to wait around I’d buy my train reservation and give him the money once I had change. I went and paid and was thinking about how I could give this man a Gospel tract or something but I didn’t have an English tracts left. Then I remembered that I had a Bible in Arabic in my backpack!!!!! So I got it out before leaving the station and then found him and we sat down. I told him to please use the money wisely and to leave Montenegro with it. I then gave him the Arabic Bible and explained that it was for him and told him a bit about Jesus! He couldn’t believe that I had something for him in Arabic for him to keep he was so happy. God is so good to have allowed me to meet this man and to allow me to have a Bible in Arabic in my backpack!!! I got the Bible in Paris and was really wanted to get it out of my bag because it was taking up space and I had so personal use for it I actually prayed that I could give it someone a few days before!!! To be honest $45 is a lot of money to give someone you don’t know especially when your on a tight travel budget BUT I kept on thinking about what if I was in the same situation. What if I was fleeing my country? How would I like to be treated? We can try to share Truth with people and always should but if we aren’t willing to also help them physically do we really love or care about them? I don’t know but I’m just amazed that Jesus allowed me to meet this man and share a little bit of money and a whole lot of Truth. Please be praying for this guy and his journey to find a better life in Europe but most of all be praying that he reads the Word and trusts in Jesus!!!!! Glory!