China Mission Part 10: Did Nothing

I walked on by. I could have reached inside my pocket. I could have pulled out some change: a small bill, a penny—but I didn’t. I just walked on by. Like everyone else. Through the underground tunnel, under the busy Beijing street we strolled. A blind man played an Erhu—a cross between a guitar and

China Cry

Tomorrow morning I’m headed on a plane to China along with the team from Hope Chapel. We will be teaching a house church and will stay for two weeks. Obviously I won’t be able to evangelize freely there, but I will be teaching the house church to do so. I will try to get something