Sunday in Greece…
We visited a new life church. We worshipped together. They sang in Greek. Our team sang in English. But, we came together to praise the same Savior. It was incredibly moving to hear singing, praising, preaching, and prayer in a language I didn't understand...but the love of Christ, I fully understood.
It was just a small glimpse of what it will be like when a great multitude from every nation, tribe, people, and language will stand together before the throne of the lamb. (Revelation 7:9).
This day was the
International Day of Prayer for the Persecuted Church.
They showed this video.
What am I willing to risk?
After this very moving service, we visited Mars Hill.
In ancient times, this acropolis functioned as the high court. When Apostle Paul arrived in Athens, he must have seen the statues, the temples, the shrines. He would have seen the statues of Athena, Zeus, Apollo, and Hermes. We were standing at the very site that Apostle Paul delivered a message to the people of Athens that were given over to idolatry.
We were witnessing and
physically walking through the pages of Acts.
Words can not express how it feels to see
the pages of the bible come to life.