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Even Donkeys Speak
Even Donkeys Speak
Even Donkeys Speak
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This children's book is a collection of stories taken straight from the mission fields of South Asia. As you read these exciting tales of God at work, you and your youngsters will feel as if you are right there with these believers, following the Lord amid the steaming jungles and cold mountain villages of Asia. "Even Donkeys Speak" is great reading, no matter your age!

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Release dateNov 28, 2014
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    Even Donkeys Speak - Mary McDonald

    INTRODUCTION

    But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellence of the power may be of God and not of us (2 Corinthians 4:7).

    I pray that in reading these stories you see Christ shining from each earthen vessel. The people you meet on these pages may be unable to read or write, and their churches may meet in flimsy bamboo structures, but Jesus is alive in their hearts. I hope you are inspired by the freshness of their faith, the simplicity of their trust in God’s Word and their willingness to suffer for Him. Their love is not a superficial emotion, but a powerful reality that comes from deep within where Christ is Master of their hearts.

    In these stories, I hope you catch a glimpse of what first-century Christianity must have looked like ... and what God is doing today in Asia.

    CHAPTER 1

    A MOTHER’S PRAYER

    Achiamma’s eyes filled with tears. But her tears were not because of the smoky breakfast fire. Neither were they caused by the hot spices that wafted up from the sambar—a common South Indian dish made of spicy broth and vegetables—in the cooking pot. In these early morning hours, alone over the cooking fire, she had come to realize time was short. Her six sons were growing older. Soon they would marry, choose careers for themselves and move out of the house. Yet not one showed signs of wanting to preach the Gospel.

    Every one of her sons seemed happy to live and work in or around their village of Niranam, in Kerala, South India. Every one of the boys, that is, except maybe the youngest. It was too soon to know yet what kind of work thin, little Yohannan would choose. After all, he was only 12 years old.

    And so, that morning over the fire, Achiamma cried as she prayed, O God, let just one of my boys preach. She promised herself that she would eat nothing on Fridays from then on until God called one of her sons into His service.

    For three-and-one-half years Achiamma fasted and prayed every Friday faithfully, but nothing happened. Her five oldest boys all chose jobs around Niranam. They were quite happy with their lives in the village.

    Only young Yohannan—the baby of the family—was left at home. And to Achiamma, there seemed little chance that he would preach. Although he had received Jesus as his Lord and Savior at age eight, he was shy and timid. At school he sat quietly in the back row and rarely raised his hand to answer questions. Evening volleyball and soccer games did not interest him.

    But when Yohannan was 16, Achiamma began to see the Lord answering her prayers.

    One day walking along the river that flowed by their home, Yohannan saw a crowd on the other side. Curious, he climbed up a tree to see more. Looking across the slowly moving waters on the opposite side of the river, he saw an Englishman standing in the center of the group holding a Bible and preaching the Gospel. To Yohannan’s amazement, the tall, pale man was weeping as he spoke—weeping for people who were not even from his own country.

    How can a man care so much for people who are not his own? he wondered. If the Englishman cares so much, how much more must Jesus care for and love the people of Niranam. How great the love of Jesus must be for all India.

    A few days later, that same Englishman and his Gospel team came to Yohannan’s church. They talked about the need for the Gospel in faraway North India. From his side of the church, sitting among the other men of the village, Yohannan strained forward to catch every word. As the team showed slides of the hot, dry deserts of the North, Yohannan’s dark eyes took in every image. He saw pictures of missionaries preaching in the streets and passing out literature to people in strange dress with hard, empty looks on their faces. These were a people very different from those he knew in Kerala.

    Then the team members told of angry people shouting and throwing stones at them as they preached the Gospel. Young Yohannan had never traveled outside of Kerala. To him, North India seemed an ocean away from the lush, green jungles of his state. All he knew of India were the culture and ways of the Malayalam-speaking people. Compared to the residents of many North Indian states, most were educated and held well-paying jobs. And because of the early influence of the apostle Thomas—one of Jesus’ 12 disciples who had traveled there to share the Gospel—many people of Kerala were Christians.

    Yohannan listened almost unbelievingly as the team told of those who were still waiting to hear about Jesus in the rest of India—500,000 villages without a Gospel witness. He had never realized so many did not know Christ. Somehow this caused a strange sorrow to grow in his heart. Silently he vowed, I will help bring the Good News of Jesus Christ to the states in the North. Deep inside he promised, God, I will leave the comfortable ways of my homeland and go wherever You call me.

    A few days later, Yohannan told his mother of his decision to join a Gospel team for the summer. Achiamma’s heart leaped. Joyfully she praised God for working in Yohannan’s life. And when the time came for him to leave, she gladly gave him the money for his train ticket. Yohannan set off to join a group of students for a short missionary trip to North India.

    That summer trip with the youth ministry team marked the beginning of God’s answer to Achiamma’s prayers for her youngest son. For three-and-one-half years she had fasted and prayed, O God, let just one of my boys preach. And God had heard her prayers. Now, one of her boys—the quiet, littlest one—would preach!

    Years later, Achiamma’s prayers continue to be answered. Although she has since gone to be with the Lord, Yohannan is still boldly preaching ... and encouraging others to support national missionaries and their Gospel outreach efforts all over India and the surrounding Asian nations.

    Today Yohannan is known as Dr. K.P. Yohannan—the founder and president of Gospel for Asia.

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