Planting Seeds!!

I’m going to warn you that this story, even I don’t understand, but there’s been a couple of events that I really want to share with y’all. I really don’t know how to introduce this story, so I’ll get right to it.
There’s a friend of mine that I like to visit and talk to once or twice a week. I’ve written about him in the past. Patrick is his “name”. Because I spend so much time there I have started to get to know all the people that own shops next to and across from Patrick’s. There has been this one guy, still don’t know his name, that is near Patrick’s stand that I’ve had unusual dealings with. He sells radios, luggage, and other various items, but when he sees me, he would get right in my face and say…something I don’t know. He would be almost yelling at me. The first couple of times this happened it would catch me by surprise and I would just stare at him and then look to Patrick and ask what he said. After a while, I did what every normal person would have done. I started yelling back at him in English.
About a week ago the same thing happened, but for some reason I responded back to him in Pulaar. I’ve heard the Wolof language spoken a lot and I have a vocabulary of about 50 words. I had no idea what he was saying but I had a clue and would respond. This went on for about 5 minutes and everyone in the area got a big kick out of watching the two of us.
The other day the same dude comes up to me and gives me his greetings in Pulaar!!! I was totally surprised and so later that day I came and sat down next to him for a while. He knew a good amount of Pulaar too. He and about four of his friends sat down and starting asking me why I’m here. It took me a while to convince them that I’m not Peace Corp. Then the conversation moved to Jesus and he quickly asked, “Who is Jesus’ Mother?” Then he asked “Who is Mary’s Mother?” Before I could answer, someone else asked “Who is Jesus’ father?” I quickly responded “GOD!” They all gave the same reaction. I don’t know how to describe it but the noise would be a cross between the noise you make when you stub your toe and when you see a car crash. They all stared at me in disbelief from what I had said. I tried to say with my face “Bring it. It’s the truth!!” but on the inside I was saying “AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! What are they going to do to me?????” They asked me a couple more questions and then I could tell they had enough. I was told to go back and talk to Patrick.
I run into people all the time and I’m able to share a little about my faith like I did in this story. It will be fun to see if anything happens to the seed that was planted that day. I also had a big laugh yesterday when my new friend came up to me and gave his greetings and then Patrick looked at me and said, “You two are friends now?” PRAISE THE LORD!