I met a Christian yesterday.

I was too tired to write about it last night, and I still don't have words this morning, but I know I met a Christian yesterday in Manila. If you've never heard the incredible story of Jane Walker, it's virtually impossible to describe her and the work she's doing among the 'poorest of the poor' who literally live on the garbage dump of Manila, Philippines.

Check our her Philippine Community Fund here or here - but no website can do it justice. Jane is a single mom who came here to visit about 12 years ago and who now serves these children and families in the name of Jesus. I first learned of her through our friends Mike & Penny Stevens, and others had described her efforts here, which garnered her a "Woman of the Year" award a year or two ago in her native Great Britain. But nothing could have prepared us for what we saw, smelled and felt yesterday as our team walked through the garbage dump with her and saw first-hand the love of Christ that compels her to do what she does.

I don't know whether to weep or pray or repent, but I know I was in the presence of a woman of God. Makes me wonder: what do others think of 'my' Christianity after being around me? As someone has asked, if you were on trial for being a Christian, would there be enough evidence to convict you?

Gotta run - first session at our Pastor's Conference begins soon.