by Zv by Zvi in Israel
(Rafael Ben-Ari/Chameleons Eye/Newscom).
Something happened recently that was hard even for me to believe. But as we say here in
Israel, “When God wills it, every-
thing is possible.”
Not long ago my wife was in
the hospital. When I went to visit
her, I would speak to people at
the hospital. It is not a place
where you can speak openly
about faith in Christ. You must be
very careful. There are many
Orthodox who believe it is their
duty to watch those who visit and
to prevent them from sharing the
gospel of Christ. In fact, they
work very hard to make sure no
one mentions the faith. If you are
quick to speak, you are quick to
be thrown out.
Many people I met, however,
were open to hearing about the
faith. In fact, they sincerely desired
to have a long conversation only
on this subject. One day I met a
man who was a patient, as my wife
was. He, more than anyone else,
wanted a long conversation about
Christ. As a visitor, however, I had
to be careful.
“Please come back,” he said.
“I will do my best,” I told him.
“So, you will come, then?”
“I will try,” I assured him.
Soon my wife returned home
from the hospital. I was doing everything I could to help her because she
needed much help. I did not forget
the sick man who wanted to know
more about the Savior, but I could
not figure out how I would be able
to make the time to go to the hospital. I did not want to break my
promise to him, but I knew it would
be difficult to speak about salvation
in that place.
Several days later I was not feeling
well. In fact, I had become very sick.
My wife quickly called an ambulance,
which came and took me to the hospital.
And to which of our many hospitals
was I brought? To the same hospital
where I was supposed to visit the sick
man who wanted so desperately to
know about salvation through Christ.