I am sitting in my motel room in downtown Bangkok. It's hot outside. It's 9.49pm. It's crazy. Shouldn't everyone be home and tucked in bed by now? Not in Thailand. The city is buzzing, the shops are full, the streets are crowded, the beggars are begging, the music is blaring, the heat is exhausting. Thailand. Land of king and country. Land of elephants, crocodiles, temples, Buddhas and Chinese imitation mobile phones. Land of contrasts. Land of beautiful people, smiling faces yet the average Thai is desperate for answers to his desperate problems; What about my sin? What about attaining Heaven? What about the afterlife?How Thailand needs the liberating reality of the gospel of Jesus Christ. Millions are enslaved to tradition, worshipping man made gods, lumps of wood and gold, yet never finding the Truth, because the Truth is a person, not a religion or a system.
My heart is saddened by the spiritual plight of Thailand. How we must pray the Lord of the harvest that he would send out labourers into his harvest.
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