My wife and I had been wanting to share the gospel with Fetin* for two years, but since she worked as a hairdresser, she was always very busy. Even on her day off, customers would come to her house to have their hair done, so we were were only able to spend time with her children.
There is a group of pastors who meet on Saturday mornings for prayer. This past week the focus was on Zazas and Kurds, and what a blessing it was to hear pastors from the majority-language group in our country pray for Zazas and Kurds to come to Christ.
Mary* and I began messaging, as she requested a New Testament through a Christian outreach website in the Kurdish language. She had not received the New Testament yet.
This month, we started our young adults’ discipleship groups back up – one for the men and one for the women. Three men have consistently attended, and the two who have clearly professed faith in Christ, Ron* and Adam*, shared with me that they probably would not have been attending church services.
During one of my last days in an eastern city, I had a special time with a young lady named Mary. Most people who come into the historic church building in which I was serving are in a group and want to take pictures
A recently-engaged couple came to us for some pre-marital counseling. They are both believers, are very humble, and have a thirst to learn about how they can be holy not only individually but as a couple