
Waiting for a bus in Kolkata, I noticed a sign in bold letters, “ WILD ASS SANCTUARY”. I could not help but laugh out loud and was sure the Lord must have a message for me. My imagination pictured a church sanctuary with a really intense outpouring of the Holy Spirit. At the same time, I felt a little guilty because my mother would never want me to use the “A” word or laugh at someone who did. Sorry mom, on this one I think the Lord wanted to use humor to speak to my heart. I imagined an unbeliever who was at the meeting showing up at a bar late that night and describing his experience at the wild ass sanctuary. Of course, there must be an area somewhere in India where you can go to see wild asses or what we would prefer to call donkeys. The bus station was offering guided trips to this area.





