The day did not go exactly as planned. The drive from Dhaka to Noakhali took most of the day. We arrived after dark. But still—the gospel was being proclaimed in a Hindu village. As the people of the village watched the Jesus film at our roadside theater, I noticed a small oil lamp burning inside the nearby house. it was the only light in the room.
As I looked at the little lamp sitting on the table singlehandedly lighting the room in that house these words from John, chapter 1, came to mind: "The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it."
I thought about the handful of Christians living in the area standing firm in their faith. I thought about how the Word of God was being visually presented in the language of the people as the light from the projector pierced the darkness. And I thought about how God goes to great lengths to save even just one lost person. He had sent a team of American believers to join with their Bengali brothers to share Christ with the Hindus in this village.
As Derek shared the gospel after the film, our team was scattered throughtout the crowd praying. God was with us. We knew it. We felt His presence. That night the light shone in the darkness, and by faith we know that the darkness will not overcome it.
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