On a warm summer evening in Girne, Cyprus, the harbor buzzed with cheerful chatter under the fading evening light. Families, tourists, and locals—mostly non-English speakers—gathered near the water to escape the day’s scorching heat. The shouts of children playing tag and the faint melody of a distant guitarist surrounded the harbor. As I settled under the shade of a tree, my heart set on a mission: I had come to tell people about the gospel. I prayed silently, asking God for an English speaker to cross my path.
Just a few minutes after I arrived, a man approached me, holding a flyer. He introduced himself as Caleb, a Nigerian student who had recently moved to the city. “I will like to invite you to this livestream,” he said, handing me the flyer. “You don’t want to miss it.”
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