Blinded to the Truth

We sat in a hot, cramped, dark room visiting with one of Andrew's father's wives (he had four.) M. has been sick for a very long time now. The woman that used to greet me with a song and dance-literally-every time I came to visit her courtyard could now barely sit up straight. She looked at least 25 years older than her 50 or so years. She was fading away before our my very eyes. I knew that her time, just like the rest of us, on this earth was growing shorter and shorter. I prayed and asked the Lord to give me the strength to tell this woman the story of His Son. So in the company of two of my friends from the USA and Andrew, I shared with her the Truth. Also in attendance was her mother. Both women have been enslaved by a false religion all their lives. Both women listened intently as I told them that because of our sins, our time on earth was numbered, and that the time to decide where we would spend eternity was now. I explained to them how Christ came and conquered death, and that if we would just choose to become one of His followers we can be sure that once we left this world, we would spend eternity with God. Unfortunately, M. and her mother were and still are blinded to the Truth. She said that she was tired, and that she could not think of such things now. She only wanted to rest. I prayed for her and her mother and left them there in that dark room, knowing that the god of this world has them and millions of others blinded to the One True God.