A CHICKEN LAID OUR BIBLE
Max from Vietnam writes this amazing story ‘My grandfather had an amazing memory. Whenever we came to join him in rural Gansu, he taught us about Christ from fragments of verses he had learned from a pastor. In 1995 my grandfather gathered us all together. He said “I have taught you about Christ for over fifteen years from the memory of a pastor who died so that I might have faith. But I have no more to teach you. I committed about five hundred verses of Scripture to memory from that pastor, and I have expounded each of them to you a hundred ways since then. It’s time for us to find the rest of the sacred texts.” We all looked at each other. This sounded impossible; we asked him who would find for us these texts. He replied “God will; we must pray”. We prayed…and prayed …and prayed. For two years we prayed, nothing happened. But for the faith of my grandfather, some of us would have moved to another faith. He was firm: “God is testing us to see if we are really His. We must