Yesterday, we stopped by an Indian run grocery shop. We assumed they would be open on Easter Sunday for a last minute lunch item. We shop there often, and Anthony has been intentional about being friends with the man who runs the shop. Last Christmas we were here, he gave us a gift: a bottle of cheap champagne. =) The thought was nice.
So, as I am paying out, Anthony asked this man if he knew that this was called Easter. He said yes, but didn't know much about the holiday other than it was about the Jesus. For the next several minutes, standing in the entrance area to the shop, Anthony naturally told this man about the history of Easter. It was like friends talking and learning. There was also a hindu conference that day with special speakers from all over Uganda and Kenya in our town, and we learned a little about what that was about.
As we girls were waiting for the conversation, one of the girls leaned over and said, "Let's wait. This is why we are here in Uganda."
It is awesome to be able to think that this man knows a little more about Christ--a short gospel presentation, and why the day is so important for us to remember.
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