The outreach team and I had just finished our prayer night at the Union Buildings and were preparing to return to the Coffee House. Out of nowhere came three elderly Indian men.
My first reaction was, “They can't be Christian!” Because they were Indian, I assumed they were probably Hindu or Muslim.
They saw my guitar and said, "Hey, are you guys putting on a show?"
Daniel walked over and said, "No, we are just here praising God and praying over the city."
"Ah, that's great!” they replied. “We are believers too. Let's sing some praise songs."
We stood there, overlooking the city with these men, and led them in a worship song. Then they took the guitar and led us in a worship song. In that moment, I experienced a tiny bit of heaven ... we were strangers, yet brothers, worshipping the living God!