The girl has been a good friend to us here. She shows us around, helps us when we need help with anything and translates for us. She also comes to the Bible studies we have at our house about once a week. She's always very good at reading the text in English and explaining to us and even to others what the text says.
She is also a hardcore Buddhist. She was raised that way. It's what her mother believes. She told us she has no idea what it would be like to believe in something else. She has made it very clear that she only attends the Bible studies to learn more about our culture—why we believe what we believe.
We’ve been having long theological conversations about the ins and outs of Buddhism and Christianity. They leave me really frustrated, but I think that's a good thing. I know, and have told her, that the reason I try to explain things to her is not because I want to change her or because I think that there is something wrong with her. It’s because I have experienced something great, and I want to share it with her.
It is so frustrating, but I wish I felt this way more often. I wish I were constantly burdened by the fact that some of my friends don't know Jesus, but most of the time, I'm not. So I guess it's kind of a good frustration—a frustration that tells me to keep speaking the truth and wait for the Father to move, cause that’s what will make the change. Until that happens, my job is to keep sowing seed.
Jon, a student at the University of Texas at El Paso, is serving in East Asia with Go Now Missions. His last name is withheld for security reasons.