Her face covered in wrinkles and her legs emaciated, Bona sat on the road, slouched up against a short wall that was behind her. Daily, she saw hundreds and hundreds of people flood into the market lining that narrow alleyway in the crowded city of Kuta Beach in Bali, Indonesia. Whether locals or tourists, men or women, young or old, she held her hands out to them…it was all she could do. If she didn’t, she’d quickly waste away until her poverty completely overtook her. Though, as the people stepped over her, she’d watch as they would intentionally avoid her and pretend to not see her—giving her no acknowledgement whatsoever.
Jonathan, a college student, had come to Indonesia for a mission trip. Though, before his team traveled to their mission sites, they had an overnight stay in Kuta Beach–for tourism and picking up supplies. He and his friends were laughing as they excitedly passed this little old lady to get to the tourism shops. Jonathan took notice of her, but clueless to what he could do for her, he kept walking.
Later that afternoon, after he’d toured through Kuta Beach, he lay on his bed. At that point, he could care less about the souvenirs he’d bought, because it was Bona who consumed his thoughts. He felt God was putting her there, but he was letting his anxiousness defeat him because he didn’t know what he should do for her. Finally, he sat up defiantly and grabbed his Lonely Planet English-to-Indonesian book his buddy had given him and left for the spot that she was at—still unsure of what to do. As he got close, he prayed that God would help him and at that moment a door banged open next to him and two boys came out of this small shop carrying ice cream cones. Bingo!
Jonathan may not truly know the significance of that hour he spent sitting next to Bona on the street until he enters the Kingdom of God. However, he does know that during that hour, as Bona gummed through her ice cream cone and he joyfully fumbled through trying to speak Indonesian to her, things felt right. Despite the endless strange looks he got from the people passing them by, he could not help but feel happy.