“A couple weeks ago, I was driving my scooter to the home of my friends Yule and Yiwen to eat lunch with them. As I was turning left onto their street, another scooter came from behind and scraped up against the left side of my scooter. It wasn’t a bad accident. (Praise the Lord!) The other lady did fall over with her scooter and got a scrape, but I was unaffected. The other lady was as mad as a hornet though. My initial thought was that she would simply drive away in a huff and neither one of us would think anything of it (except maybe to be even more careful in this crazy traffic). Well, it was not to be. This lady wanted to make sure that things were all taken care of in a complete and formal way. Her mother, husband, and children all showed up within minutes. I tearfully called my friends from down the street and they came to help me work things out.
“The lady insisted that we call the police and go to the hospital with her to make sure everything was alright. We couldn’t leave for the hospital, however, until the police arrived and put together a report. After a while, the first police officer arrived and said that we needed to wait for the special traffic police. I couldn’t believe the hassle this was becoming. I felt myself getting really annoyed and discouraged, but prayed silently that God would give me patience and somehow shine through the situation—despite my tears and annoyance. When the traffic police arrived, they recorded an interview with me about the accident, drew a diagram of the accident site, took pictures, gave me a breathalyzer test, and had me sign some documents. After about two hours, I was finally able to sit down to lunch at my friends’ home. Thankfully, Yiwen had volunteered to go to the hospital with the lady while I was doing my interview with the police, so I did not have to go there, but as Yule, Annie (their daughter), and I sat down to lunch, Yiwen still wasn’t back.
“When Yiwen got back, we were glad to see her, asked her how things went, and talked about a lot of different things around the lunch table until after a while she commented, ‘Oh, that police officer came to the hospital after he talked with you and was asking about what you do. I said you were a teacher and a missionary. He asked about what church you go to. I told him and he said that he knows where that is. Maybe he will go to Friday Night Bible Study.’ I was stunned. I exclaimed about how amazing that was. But Yiwen wasn’t finished. ‘Oh yeah,’ she continued, ‘and that lady’s husband told me that he doesn’t really have any religion and he would be interested in learning more about Christianity.’ ‘What?’ I asked incredulously. ‘Yeah, I told him to read the Bible. He said they didn’t live close enough to go to your church. [They had been staying with the lady’s parents in town.] But he said he might look for a church close to their home.’
“What had proved to be a very frustrating day until that point suddenly turned in to one of the brightest days of my year. God protected us in the accident so no one was seriously hurt and then, He was able to turn around the frustrating experience and use it for good! Please pray for the police officers I met that day and for the lady, her husband, and their family. Please pray that God would lead them to hear His Word and come to faith! Praise the Lord!”