Short story about God's work in Bolivia:
Just today I began to realize what it means that I taught at an international school this year. One of my students who is half Korean and half Bolivian and his Korean mom took me out for lunch. His mom is a missionary with Child Evangelism Fellowship here in Bolivia, and our lunch was delightful. We ate lots of meat, and a waiter in a vest came and poured sparkling water into my glass. We chatted about the weather, our plans, and the previous school year.
True to Bolivian custom, we didn't actually start talking until we had finished our meal and had only a Coca-Cola in front of us. Then, my student's mom started telling me her testimony. Raised in Korea, Borneo, and Bolivia, her story starts with a Buddhist grandfather who was highly respected for having many wives and lost his fortune supporting his many children. Her grandmother beat her because she ate bread that a missionary once gave her. She went to VBS in Borneo, but didn't begin to trust God until a Bolivian Catholic priest shared the gospel with her.
Cross-cultural, common thread. God's word followed her through three countries and all kinds of religions and cultures. I have been filled with joy in the way God works. I am seeing how teaching this year has prepared me more to continue to do God's work of sharing His good news with the nations.