Coming to China has opened my eyes to many things, its people, its culture, its flexibility. But more than anything, it has again opened my eyes to see the value of a soul. We have been given much — the apostles’ docrine, the call to a holy lifestyle, separated unto God, hence of us much will be required.

But our role in bringing and pointing others to Christ, is not one of a demanding school master, exacting on others more than they can bear; nor is it one of a irresponsible parent, to neglect in the name of liberty.

We need to love, we need to teach, we need to travail, we need to be patient. We need to be ourselves, and most importantly, we need to let God be God.

It doesn’t mean a born-again experience spells the end of our duty, just as it doesn’t mean a conceived seed does not need watering and nourishing.

As I was listening to my friend, I recognized who was I speaking to, a soul, real and tangible as me.

A soul, with limitless potential and worth. I feel almost prophetic with the prospect of what she could be, and my heart is filled with tenderness at where she is at now, and I am just overwhelmed with the knowledge of who she is.

Each of us, is of worth precious enough to bring Christ’s death on the cross. The thought often brings us to ask, ‘what is man? that thou art mindful of him…’

But my friends, may I present to you, the other side of this question, ‘Who is God? that he would love us so…’

In a place with such a huge population, a flood of people often only remind us of more queues, longer waiting time, and nasty squeezy experience. It’s too easy to see people as numbers, figures and statistics, but God never sees us as that, He calls us by name.

This excerpt was written by a sister, who spent 6 months abroad in China.