a good question

Somewhere on the internet is a video about a good Christian who ventured into some place in South America with an eye to bringing the gospel to a 'primitive' tribe that had not yet benefited from the holy word. I can't find the video, but I know it's there somewhere.

Anyway, the video portrays the man's highly-resolved intention. For reasons I am not entirely sure of, Christians are encouraged to spread the holy word. The natives were willing to listen to his talks about the gospel and its meaning. They heard him out with what appeared to be a bland willingness. They too knew something of the gods and so one more was not offensive to them.

But there came a day when the man began talking about Jesus and members of the tribe asked a single, simple question.

"Have you ever met this man [Jesus]?" they asked approximately.

And when the well-convinced Christian admitted he had not, the natives refused to listen to any more of his talk about Jesus. They didn't argue or complain. Gently, but firmly, they simply refused to listen.

In the end, it was the good Christian who was converted by these 'primitives.'

A single stone drops into a smooth lake. The ripples reach out to forever.