Becoming an Individual

When we first got settled in Dalat, VN to study Vietnamese and become somewhat familiar with the culture, I used to walk on Saturday mornings just to observe whatever happened along the way and of course practice a word or two if given the chance. To me the Vietnamese were just a mass of people with by and large no names or personalities. Then one Saturday on my walk, I noticed a man facing me walking on the other side of the street and I said to myself he looks like a man back in Felicity, Ohio where I had pastored before Vietnam.
From that moment each Vietnamese had a personalty in need of a personal savior. It has made a big difference in my service to the Vietnamese people in many ways.