His intensity and eagerness to understand pierced me as he looked at me in the rearview mirror. Boi had picked me up that morning to take me to the airport. He is kind, gentle, and seemingly so happy. But at that moment, when I told him Jesus loves him and want to know him, he grew solomn and said, “Thank you.” Again I said, “Jesus loves you, did you know that he loves you?” “No, I did not know that Jesus loves me.”
Boi may not know what it means that Jesus loves him because his worldview does not contain one God who has interest in the affairs of men. It does not tell him that he needs help to become good or that he is highly treasured. The look in his eyes as he hungered to understand this love I was telling him about for the first time renews my eagerness to experience this love, since I know I have access to it through Christ, and then to share liberally that all may know.