Week 13

As I entered the building, I walked into a sea of chattering people.  Smiles, laughter, hand shakes and hugs were seen everywhere.  There was a rope separating the entrance to the auditorium and the lobby.  Once it was pulled back for everyone to enter, the crowd migrated. We were all squeezed tightly together and kept pressing on till we got into the auditorium.  I smiled when I heard the speakers blaring a song of praise.  My friends and I scanned the rows of seats to find enough chairs for several of us.  After we made our way up the stairs and into our seats, I examined the open stage set up with guitars, a drum set, mikes, amps and cords tangled every which way.  I glanced at the large screen above the stage and found that we only had a couple minutes till the meeting began.  My friend turned to me and quickly told me about the great time she had with her discipler sharing the Gospel.  She smiled, as if she won a million dollar jackpot and talked with her hands as if conducting an orchestra.  Even though the girl she talked to wasn't a believer in Jesus Christ she still had hope in sharing the Gospel again.