12800_aIn the early ’70s, my family moved to California from Kuala Lumpur. My oldest sister was in her first year of college. I was an idealistic 14-year-old, enamored by the romantic notions of the hippy movement.

One night, I tagged along with my two sisters to what we thought was a concert in the student lounge. Before the music began, we sat on the lawn of the campus, getting high. Three people walked over to our little huddle and began to talk to us about God. Something strange and unfamiliar stirred in my heart for the first time.

We wandered into the lounge, listened to some rock band play, and heard a testimony followed by a simple gospel message. I alone stood up to pray, heart pounding, so self-conscious among the seated college crowd.

That was the night I gave my life to Christ. Forty-five years later, I’m writing this in gratitude to that someone who prayed.

Someone had a burden for students.

Someone booked the lounge that night.

Someone invited a preacher and musicians to whom I could relate.

Someone put up posters and invited kids like me to come.

Someone cared about four girls sitting on the college lawn getting high.

Someone spoke simply and clearly enough for a 14-year-old to get it!

Someone sat with me after the concert to follow up after I prayed the sinner’s prayer.

I was given a small gospel of John that someone else had paid for.

And three days later, someone wrote a letter and made a phone call, inviting me to go to church that week.

My life was changed . . . forever.

Every facet of that evening was an important link in the chain of events that transformed my life and, later on, the lives of my sisters, my brother, and our family.

Thinking back to that evening I have wondered, who was it that prayed for me? Someone.

The time for Harvest America 2016 is nearly here. On March 6, many thousands will gather at AT&T Stadium in Dallas and in host locations all across our nation. The message of the gospel will go out and lives will be forever changed. I feel the Holy Spirit asking me, For whom are you praying?  Is it a loved one, a friend, a neighbor? Will you join me in praying? We are grateful that someone prayed for us. And now Lord, our eyes are on You for Harvest America. Ignite our hearts to pray, invite, and bring someone to hear the gospel.

“God is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think.” —Ephesians 3:20