A day in the life of workers in this Asian country where ministry can take unexpected turns.
Recently we went to visit a friend and instead literally walked into a ministry opportunity by accident.
It all went wrong when we got in the lift. Somehow the wrong number was pushed and we exited on the wrong floor.
We knocked on the door and were greeted by a complete stranger but, unphased, we proceeded to let ourselves in. We greeted the other strangers enthusiastically, assuming they were relatives of our friend (not outside the normal experience here).
Once we had removed all our jackets and shoes (quite a long time for us and the kids to do), the penny started to drop. "The lounge-room looks a little different," we thought. "The carpet looks different, the whole kitchen is a different colour... this is the wrong house!"
Funnily enough, by that time our accidental hosts had started to warm to the idea of hosting this brash foreign family and were now inviting us to sit and drink tea with them.
Unfortunately, we needed to leave to meet the person who was actually expecting us, so couldn't stay and enjoy the impromptu hospitality. But we're thinking how we can return and make the most of this unexpectedly warm response to our blundering lunch meeting.