He sat reading a book. A very big, thick book that would take me days to get through. He loves history, loves to research. Right there on the page, he reads about Trier, a city in Germany we have already made plans to visit... weeks ago. What he reads makes his face glow. He's excited. He tells me all about it. I share in the amazement.
What is known as a tunic of Jesus was first put on display in Trier in 1844. Millions made a pilgrimage to come and see. The next time it was brought to Trier was in 1996. Reportedly 700, 000 people made there way to this small area to view it. Now, for one month... during the time we will be in Trier... they will once again put this tunic on display. http://www.thelocal.de/society/20120413-41931.html
How is it we will be there? What does God require of us? What is the eternal significance of this? We are just people... insignificant sinners. Our heart desire is to follow, to serve, to walk faithful. We are overwhelmed, in awe. We have truth... real truth. Will they hear?
Praise God, we received our tracts in the mail! The very interesting part is that out of 6,000 tracts, about 2,000 of them are in Swahili. Why Swahili? We ask the same question. We eagerly wait to see what God's answer is. Please pray with us, so that we will know how to use them!
... These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but having seen them afar off and were PERSUADED of them, and EMBRACED them, and CONFESSED that they were STRANGERS and PILGRIMS on the earth. For they that say such things declare plainly that they seek a country... But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.