Veronica

We met her on a mission trip to Mexico. She was a blessing in our time of need. Someone who spoke both English and Spanish, when our interpreters
were delayed and could not be with us on the first day of Vacation Bible School in a congregation where no one spoke our language. (As a mission team, we were limited to the Spanish equivalents of "Hello" and "Goodby".) She had never attended the church before that day,even though only a rusting fence was all that separated her house from the church yard.

Having spent a few years in California, working as a domestic, she had learned our language. She sent most of the money that she earned home to Mexico to help support her daughter and her family. Later, she returned to Mexico, and married a man who was an agronomist, and worked on the farmland that surrounded the small town of Ebano. They were expecting their first child together in a few short months.

Our dependence on her translations grew into a rapid friendship. She and her daughter, Denise, accompanied us everywhere we were to go for the next few days. On one occasion, we were told that it was a problem for her husband that she was attending the services, and he wanted her to stop. However, she returned the next day, determined to help us, and to learn more about our Lord and Savior. She usually brought her video camera, and was constantly recording the services, the children, and, of course, the missionaries!

On one afternoon, her husband, Alex, accompanied her. He and my husband shared a common interest--they were both employed in the farming industry. Alex also spoke English, and he and my husband talked about crops, farming practices, and techniques, at length. They even went out in the fields to look at the cotton.

The day of our departure came, and we were spending a few final minutes of fellowship with our newfound friends. Alex was going to leave work early to see us off, but he had not yet arrived. Veronica, with tears in her eyes, and video camera in hand, was going to each of our team for us to give her an individual message. When she came to my husband, she pleaded, "David, please say something that will make Alex come to know Jesus."

Have you ever given thought to what you might answer if this question were posed to you? What could you say in a few short words to make someone come to know the Lord? Are you prepared in your daily walk with Him to give only a brief testimony to try to win someone to Christ? Jesus commissions us to "Go ye, therefore into the world, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost." Are you prepared to follow His Master Plan?