I was standing with some Christians in a small antiquities shop hard by the ancient pool of Siloam. The clerk, a Muslim, had been spoken to about the Lord Jesus, and in defense had launched into his own “personal testimony” of his conversion to Islam, a borrowed rendition from previous Christians who had witnessed to him. “Come, come,” I said. “You were born a Muslim, weren’t you? You had no choice in the matter.” He smiled his confession, having been found out. As we continued our discussion, my son stood listening. When there was a lull in the conversation, he thanked the clerk for the information he had been able to glean concerning Islam. “So,” he asked, “you believe Jesus is a prophet?” “Yes.” “A true prophet of God?” Again a yes. “Then it would follow, wouldn’t it, that to be a good Muslim, you should believe His own words when He said, ‘I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me’ (Jn 14:6).” It would indeed!