Missions to the Lost World — K.P. Yohannan

A letter came to me some years ago from the mission field and My wife brought it to me and said would you please read this. And I was sitting in my office in Dallas In a comfortable chair. I Finished reading the letter.

A Missionary Among Pilgrims on the Ganges

I was weeping on my knees. Letter came from a dear brother a native missionary the work in hard war. By River Ganges during that couple of weeks time 35 million Hindus walk and travel by train and bullock carts and buses From all over the country to go in this dirty polluted Waters of River Ganges washing themselves for the forgiveness of sins.

The Missionary's Encounter With a Desperate Woman

This one missionary Working among these people telling about Jesus one evening. He was coming home. And now in the letter he writes the experience what happened that evening. He said I saw this young woman sitting by the bank of the river Weeping uncontrollably and pounding upon a chest.

A Search for Forgiveness Amid Family Suffering

Knowing something so terrible happened. I went to her and asked why are you weeping what happened? She replied My husband is sick. He can't work anymore. My sins are so many that nobody knows about to find forgiveness for my sins and Solution to the problems of my home.

The Sacrifice of a Child for Forgiveness

I have given the best offering I can give to God as Ganges my only son. My six-month-old baby boy. I just threw him into the river. Next paragraph. I Sat beside her explained her the gospel. Her sins are forgiven.

The Gospel of Grace and the Pain of Delayed News

2 ,000 years ago explained to her that God is not angry with her. God didn't make me a poor all the sudden she wiped her tears and Looked straight into my eyes And said these words come to me half-hour sooner.

I Didn't have to kill my child. I never heard this before. But why didn't you come to me half-hour sooner?