“What is it?” the missionary asked his friend while preparing to go into North Korea.

“Just take it. You’ll know when to open it.”

Disguised as a businessman, the missionary journeyed into North Korea. He was assigned a Communist guide who had a habit of taking long naps! Seeing his opportunity, the missionary quietly left the hotel while his “guide” slept. He entered a nearby village and met up with a small group of believers. As soon as they realized the young missionary was an ordained minister, they said, “You must baptize us! We have waited for someone to baptize us!”

In a land where possessing a Bible can mean a fifteen-year sentence, a formal baptism could mean certain death. Without any lake or river nearby, the missionary simply prayed over the believers one by one as a symbol of their faith.

But to his amazement they were not satisfied. “We have waited forty years for Communion.” One of the believers immediately brought out some rice cakes. The missionary thought, “They had a ‘baptism’ without water, maybe they could have Communion without drink.”

Then he remembered the “gift” his friend handed him before going into North Korea. He quickly grabbed his travel bag and took out the package - a bottle of wine. Speechless, each villager wept openly, praising God for His timely gift.