A Meeting with a Masked Muslim
I’m currently using an Amtrak USA Rail Pass for the third time. It’s an excellent way to travel across the United States at a significantly reduced cost, provided you’re willing to ride in coach and tolerate trains that are not always punctual. During a recent trip from Chicago to Austin, I encountered a rather challenging witnessing opportunity. At the beginning of the ride, I chatted and shared stories with a fellow Christian in the observation car. When I returned to my window seat, a darker-skinned man wearing a face mask had taken the aisle seat next to mine. He asked, “How are you doing?” I gave my usual answer, “Saved and going to heaven. How about you?” He replied, “So am I.” I asked, “You know Jesus?” “I know Jesus. I’m a Muslim.” It’s uncommon for someone who isn’t a believer to respond positively to my question about being “saved and going to heaven.” When I asked if he was from India or Pakistan, he became defensive, as if I was stereotyping him. He t...