I heard a remarkable testimony this morning. My colleague John was visiting his home region of Bangalore, India. As he stood on a crowded bus, he noticed a childhood friend, J.R., whom he hadn't seen for the past 30 years. He called out across the crowded bus but there was no response. Surely this was his childhood friend. He still had the same scar on his cheek from the time when he was caught stealing fruit on the way home from school. Suddenly the bus stopped and JR pushed past John, totally ignoring him. Just before getting off the bus, JR spun around, walked back to John, and pressed something into his hand. When John looked down, there was his wallet! His childhood friend was a pickpocket! He had stolen John's wallet on the crowded bus. That experience caused some serious reflection for my colleague John. Two friends grew up in the same poverty in a coal-mining town south of Bangalore. Both went to the same school. Both played on the same dusty soccer field. One became a pastor and the other became a pickpocket. What made the difference? When the boys were eighteen years old, just finished with high school, a Christian evangelist came to town. John accepted the Good News that he heard and his life was forever changed. Now, many years later, John can testify with the apostle Paul, "By the grace of God I am what I am, and His grace toward me was not in vain" (1 Cor 15:10, NKJV).