Verses 31 to 38.
Meanwhile his disciples urged him, Rabbi, eat something.
But he said to them, I have food
to eat that you know nothing about.
Then his disciples said to each other, Could
someone have brought him food?
My food, said Jesus, is to do the
will of him who sent me, and to
finish his work.
Do not say four months more than the
harvest.
Do not say four months more than the
harvest.
I tell you, open your eyes and look
at the fields.
They are ripe for harvest.
Even now the reaper draws his wages.
Even now he harvests the crop for eternal
life, so that the sower and reaper may
be glad together.
Thus the saying, one sows and another reaps,
is true.
I sent you to reap what you have
not worked for.
Others have done the hard work, and you
have reaped the benefits of their labor.
Amen.
God the Father promises one day that every
tribe, every nation, there will be worshipers of
him.
That one day every knee will bow and
tongue confess, as all the nations are given
to our Lord and Savior.
So one day we shall celebrate that day.
We've been privileged to have Dr. K.P.
Yohanan this weekend.
Those of us who were here last night,
I think we're very blessed by his many
stories and simple, hard messages urging us to
love the Lord.
That's what it comes down to.
He's the founder and director of Gospel for
Asia Missions Organization.
And we invite him up.
Excited to have him minister the Word to
us again today.
Good morning.
No translation.
I really, really enjoyed the worship.
It's not just the words, but the intensity
of the face and the eyes and all
that goes with it.
And no wonder why everyone here is 18
years old.
One of my great joys is any opportunity
I get to spend time with young people.
Not that I'm very old, old.
But it was at the age of 16,
I happened to hear George Woolworth speak on
committing one's life to Christ absolutely, completely, totally
without any question or observation.
And I was one of those young people
that evening surrendered my life to the Lord.
That was 1966.
And I'm still on the journey.
And I think about the potential is enormous.
And I pray that the Lord will draw
you close to him.
And that he will fulfill his plan, his
dreams.
The scripture portion we read this morning is
from John's Gospel chapter 4.
Jesus didn't have seminary or Bible college or
a formal setting to teach his disciples.
As a matter of fact, if you and
I were to recruit people to do the
ministry, if we were in Christ's place, I
imagine we would go to Westminster Seminary or
Fuller or Trinity or Columbia or Oxford or
Yale to find the best brain, the best
theologian, the smartest to be in his company.
But Christ didn't do that.
He did not go to Damaniel's Theological Seminary
to recruit anyone.
He went to the shores and found hardworking,
normal, average people, callous on their hands and
rough in their language but committed to do
whatever Christ would tell them to do.
And he accomplished the task.
And he refused to set up formal classes
to teach.
We have 45 Bible schools and one major
seminary that offers postgraduate degrees.
I am not against seminaries and higher education.
I myself went to seminary.
But Jesus taught his disciples by simply saying,
Come, learn of me.
Take my yoke upon you.
Simply says, walk away from your own life
that you love so much.
Bend your stiff neck.
Be broken.
And thus you will learn of me.
Not theory, not doctrines, but the way I
am.
You imitate me and you be like me.
So he used the daily events of their
lives to teach them things of eternal value
for that is only the real thing there
is.
Life on earth is a classroom in which
we are learning what it means to be
prepared for eternity.
So we read in 1 John this very
interesting statement about being a Christian or following
the Lord.
In 1 John 2 verse 6 Whoever claims
to live in him must walk as Jesus
did.
In the living Bible it is very nicely
translated or paraphrased.
Anyone who says he is a Christian should
live as Christ did.
You know, a lot of times we read
the Bible.
We try to find some hidden deep profound
Greek Hebrew.
You know we miss it all.
How simple it can be.
If you claim to be Christ, you must
live as Christ did.
You can't get any more Greek than that.
But what does that mean?
When Jesus came, he had one purpose on
his mind.
To fulfill the father's will.
So he said, son never does anything of
himself.
All what the father wants.
And what he wants?
Go to the cross, lay down his life
for the redemption of the mankind.
That is for you and for me.
Now Jesus must prepare his group of people.
And finally he will say, as the father
sent me, so I am sending you.
Oh, don't forget, I will always be with
you.
But during this course of teaching them.
Establish a foundation for their life.
And for us.
Here is an incident.
He is saying, learn of me.
The disciples went off to buy food.
I imagine it was rice and seaweed and
kimchi.
I love Korean food.
I don't know about you.
That is one reason I like to be
a missionary in Korea, I think.
So they came back while Jesus was waiting
at the well.
Obviously exhausted, physically tired.
Yeah, I mean of course, it was God's
appointment for that woman to be saved.
Okay, fine.
But the basic reality is that he was
tired.
He was sitting there.
He said, you fellows go and get something
to eat.
So they said, master, teacher, rabbi, guru, please
eat.
And Jesus said, I have food to eat
that you don't know about.
You don't need explanation here.
But the disciples really got confused.
You would do.
He said, you mean when we were gone,
somebody brought him something to eat?
He said, no.
My food is to do the will of
him that sent me and finish it.
Uh-oh.
He didn't eat.
He said he ate.
Now he says he ate God's will.
This is how he teaches them.
Things of eternal value.
He says, I tell you what.
What happened is this.
When you went off to buy food, as
you have seen me, I was talking as
a woman.
Her face became a window for me to
look through and see multitudes upon multitudes just
like her.
Lost, undone, unforgiven all the way to hell.
And that realization consumed, eliminated, destroyed my very
physical appetite.
I am no more hungry.
It is like when your father dies, your
mother dies, your husband dies, your wife dies,
your child dies, your brother dies.
You simply don't have appetite.
You lose it.
The pain, the anguish is too much to
care about food.
And he said, but he will not understand
it.
Unless you lift up your eyes.
Unless you look away from your own little
world of concerns.
Your clothes, your house, your degrees, your fashions,
your dreams, your ambitions, your agendas and whatever
you are thinking about.
Unless you walk away from that world and
see what I see.
You will not understand.
And you will keep on saying, four months
later, six months later, when I finish my
studies, when I have established myself, when I
get married, or when I do this.
Someday, somehow, okay, late, no.
If you see what I see, you will
see harvest is now.
I come from a family where my people
are rice farmers.
It's a farm where all my people in
the village.
And the harvest time comes, my people are
like the chicken with the head cut off.
American.
That means you don't sit around trying to
figure out what to do.
Day and night they are desperate to gather
in the harvest.
Why?
Few weeks wait, everything is destroyed.
Jesus is not talking about rice and corn
and maize.
No, he is talking about people harvest.
The harvest is now.
Pray to the Lord of the harvest that
he may send laborers.
I mean you people live in this country
as I live here.
Although not all my year I don't live
here.
A few months of the year I am
in America.
In Dallas, where we are, our headquarters, there
are 13 full time Christian radio stations.
Preaching every conceivable gospel, doctrine, singing around the
clock.
You can hear music, the old hymns and
mellow, soft, gentle music put you to sleep.
You can hear the contemporary Christian music.
You can hear music that blows your brains
out.
Christian rock, I don't know, metal, whatever they
call that.
I don't know what they are saying but
something they are saying.
You could not go to any shopping center
in America and couldn't find Bibles on the
book rack.
And Christian books.
1.3 billion people in China travel all
over the country.
You will not find a book shop like
that.
1 billion people in India, you will not
find a Christian radio station.
500,000 villages in India that never had
a chance to hear.
Christ died for them.
Half of the world have never seen one
page of the Bible.
I want to ask you, not to put
you on any kind of trip.
I am not here to put you on
guilt trip, no trip I am after.
But I just want to ask you a
simple question.
You that is so exposed to incredible amount
of teaching, preaching, every kind of teaching.
How much more information you need?
How much more Bible knowledge you need before
your heart break for half of the world
going to hell and forever.
And Jesus said, one soul is more precious
than the whole wide world.
And we say, oh Jesus, I love you.
But when it comes to embracing the cross,
walking away from our own agendas.
We pray and calculate and seek counsel until
somebody tell us, oh don't be so fanatical.
It just wanes real, just wait later.
And we find our answer and we live
in harmony and self-centeredness.
And the world is going to hell.
Do you see, do you see all the
people sinking down?
Don't you care, don't you care?
Are you going to let them drown?
How can you be so numb and not
to care if they come?
You close your eyes and pretend the job
is done.
Oh bless me Lord, bless me Lord.
It is all I ever hear.
No one ate, no one hurt, no one
even sheds one tear.
It is bless me, bless me.
Words written by a Jewish convert, Keith Green.
How true it is about our church.
Maybe about you.
This letter came from one of our missionaries
working in Hadwar by river Ganges.
Recently you must have heard about the Kumbh
Mela, where three million people went into the
rivers, dipping themselves in the waters to find
forgiveness of sin.
When this letter came from our missionaries, some
35 million people journeyed during those weeks to
river Ganges, going into the polluted, dirty waters
for forgiveness of sin.
And one evening he was coming home after
his ministry.
He saw a Hindu young woman sitting by
the bank of the river, weeping uncontrollably and
pounding upon her chest.
By the customs and culture of the people,
that must tell you something worse than death
itself happened.
This young brother went to her and said,
What happened?
What are you doing?
You are so self-desperate.
She replied, We are very poor people.
My husband is ill.
My sins are so many that nobody knows
about.
To find forgiveness for my sins, solution to
the problems of my home, I have given
the best offering I can give to Goddess
Ganges.
My only child, my six-month-old baby
boy, I just threw him into the river.
In the letter he explained, I sat beside
her and told her, But your sins are
forgiven.
Two thousand years ago, Jesus died for you.
All you had to do was to believe.
God is not mad at you.
He didn't make you poor.
And as I explained the gospel to her,
she wrote, She wiped her tears, looked straight
into my eyes and simply said, But why
didn't you come to me half hour sooner?
I didn't have to kill my child.
It is too late, isn't it?
She said, It is too late.
She went back crying.
We, those who claim to know Christ, continue
to live in a world of folk, a
world that is for illusion, that we made
for ourselves.
But the reality is, just like the woman,
the bank of river Ganges, they are destined
to perish forever.
My first years in the
United States, I was driven with passion
to become normal like anyone else.
Materialism became very important.
Comfort of living became very important.
Fashion, keeping up with the change of times
became very important.
Knowledge, library books became very important.
And finally the Lord began to speak to
my heart and said, Son, some 60,000
people daily die and perish in your country.
What on earth has happened to your life?
You are consumed with things that you want,
while the world is going to hell.
Didn't I call you to love me more
than anyone, even your own very life?
I must now pray, saying, Jesus, take eternity
and stamp on my eyes.
And He began to change my life.
I picked up a habit from England before
coming to America, using a certain name, brand
name, deodorant soap.
When I came to this country, I found
it, imported.
And I would buy it, $1.50 per
bar.
And when the Lord broke my heart, I
switched from that brand name to Ivory.
$0.35. I don't use Ivory now.
I don't recommend it to you either.
It's one of the most hopeless things there
is in the market, I think.
But that was 23 years ago.
My reasoning was this.
When half of the world wait to hear
Jesus' name, they have not seen one page
of the Bible.
What right do I have to live like
this?
And I calculated that difference between $1.50
and $0.35 means hundreds more people can
hear the name Jesus.
Some of our native missionaries in northwest of
India, they are preaching on the street and
distributing gospel tracts.
A Hindu Brahmin in his late 50s came
up and got a gospel tract in Hindi
language.
It so happened, the man had cancer in
his body and he was running away from
his home to commit suicide.
No one ever told him about Jesus.
Now on the street he reads, First time,
Jesus died for him.
His sins are forgiven.
All he must do is simply believe it.
There is hope.
There was a prayer he could pray on
the end of the booklet.
And he prayed that prayer to Jesus, a
God he never prayed to before.
And all of a sudden he felt peace
coming into his heart.
Something happened.
He didn't kill himself.
He went back home with the address on
the back of the booklet where our mission
station was stamped.
He went to our people and explained what
happened to him.
But before he would do that, he felt
so well physically.
He went to the hospital and said, Doctor,
can you check him?
He said, We did everything we can for
you.
There is nothing more we can do.
But Doc, I feel so good.
Just one more time, can you?
OK.
They put him through all the tests in
the world and said, What did you ate?
You are completely cured.
He pulled the booklet out of his pocket
and said, Doc, this cured me.
They thought he went cuckoo.
And he rushed to Kota and explained to
our brothers all this.
And explained to him what Jesus did for
him.
And he began to weep and said, Ah,
now I know.
This Jesus is my God.
And he said, You know what?
I am the landlord in my village.
Would you send two of your people to
make all my people Christians?
How naive, how innocent.
He did not understand how this thing worked.
Two of our missionaries were sent.
They began to preach the gospel.
Week after week after week, 20, 30, 10
people began to come to Christ.
Baptized.
Today a church with over 150 others and
people worshiping the Lord Jesus Christ.
The man built the land, the money, the
materials and built the church.
The first church to construct in the community
ever.
And a people worshiping the Lord Jesus Christ.
How did that happen?
With one gospel tract.
That cost less than what I pay for
a chewing gum.
There should never be a dichotomy in our
life.
When we look at life and eternity, it's
all the same in one package.
What I am, what I think, what I
do, affects, impacts time and eternity.
Therefore evaluate all things in the light of
eternity.
This is how Christ lived.
You read that about drinking and eating in
John 4.
Tomorrow I am in Dallas.
Tuesday I will catch a Lufthansa flight to
India and Sri Lanka.
I look forward to meeting others and sisters
on the mission field.
Because 11,000 of them scattered in 8
nations.
I will not meet all of them but
here and there I meet 100, 200, 300,
10, 20 leaders and people on the mission
field.
I think about brothers like Simon Kunjur in
Bihar.
Came from a tribal background.
Hardly 20, 22 year old young man.
He loved Christ so much that all he
wanted was to preach the gospel but didn't
know how to do it.
So he came to a training center and
got his education.
I prayed and the Lord told him to
go to a mission field.
And the brother said, Well Simon I don't
know if you want to go there because
it is kind of a rough, hard place
to do anything.
He said no I will go there because
I feel Jesus is telling me to go
to that place.
On the path of North and Bihar he
found himself in a community where a lady
called Manjula, a Hindu priestess controlling the entire
community.
And she is the most powerful religious entity
in the region.
But as he reached there he found something
else.
This Manjula was now laying in her house
for the past 3 years or so paralyzed
from neck down.
And hundreds of her followers would pray and
offer sacrifices and all kind of things.
But nothing helped.
So our young brother went to her and
witnessed her about Jesus.
And she said, Here I am, nobody helping
me, none of my Gods helps.
He said Jesus can help you.
And he had the courage to say, Well
I pray to Jesus he will heal you
but if he does what would you do?
If he heals me I will serve him
the rest of my life.
This young brother quietly said, Lord if you
ever did a miracle this is your good
chance.
I have no other way to do anything
here, this is a rough place.
Please Lord for your sake and for the
sake of this people would you heal her?
He laid his hand on this woman and
prayed.
You guessed, Jesus healed her.
She was made well, completely and totally.
The news spread throughout the community.
Our priestess Manjula is now praying and worshipping
a new God, Jesus.
She was baptized publicly.
The following week some 25 more people would
commit their lives to Christ.
The following week more and more and more.
Today they have five churches planted in the
five villages in that area.
Harvest, harvest time.
Some time ago I met a brother who
in a meeting said, My legs hurt.
I said did somebody beat you up?
He said no I had to stand in
the river and baptize 85 people.
I said you should be happy.
He said yeah but I had to baptize
135 more next Sunday.
I said oh now you got a problem.
Every day close to six churches are planted
every single day on the mission field.
People that never had a chance to know
Jesus come into Jesus.
Some of our brothers when they have public
meetings preach the gospel for one full hour.
And invite people to forsake all their idols
and deities and follow Christ with repentance.
90% of the audience raise their hand
and weep and stand up asking Christ to
come into their life.
It is harvest time.
Christ be that individual who sleeps during the
harvest time.
Jesus said my children yeah I am hungry
too.
I am concerned about all the things you
are concerned about.
But something far more significant.
I am different.
Be like me.
Look away from your world.
Walk away from it.
And see the harvest.
And I am sending you to reap the
harvest that you didn't do nothing about.
It is free ride.
It is all yours.
My mother prayed three and a half years
every Friday with full fasting.
Her prayer Jesus called one of my sons
to be a missionary.
We are six boys in my family.
I am the youngest.
One by one they went to farming, business,
different things.
She had great hopes in all her other
sons because they were much more stronger, able.
And when I was growing up timid, skinny,
shy she lost all her hope.
That's when she decided to fast and pray.
When I finished my high school I came
to my parents and said if you will
allow me I would like to go and
be a missionary, Christian worker.
Before I could finish my sentence my mother
said please go.
I said unwanted child.
Two years of my life in North India
in Rajasthan with Operation Mobilization.
Life was not easy.
Came back to see my parents and she
was crying when she saw me.
The following day she will tell me for
the first time the story about her prayers
which I never knew.
In 1990 I was scheduled to speak in
Seoul, Korea.
And I was on the way to Korea
when I reached Bombay.
One day I heard my mother was taken
ill, admitted in the hospital.
I canceled my trip, went to the hospital.
She never been ever sick like that.
She had heart problem at the age of
84.
And that weekend my mother died.
The memory of my mother as I was
growing up in that village.
Five feet, three inches taller, tiny little woman.
Never been to college, never been to university,
never traveled outside of her state.
Thoroughly, completely, fully a village woman.
But she loved Jesus.
I saw her often alone praying, tears running
down from her eyes.
Her Bible is the only book she ever
read.
She had no other books.
Funeral took place.
Now I must go back to America.
Six sons all of us met to talk
about our mother's last wish.
One of my brother who is a businessman
said, Our mother must have left a lot
of money in the bank.
Because according to customs we would give her
money, all the sons.
But we never saw her spending any money.
As a matter of fact, we didn't know
what she was doing with it.
To the question, my oldest brother said, He
found, he said, this little book under the
pillow of my mother's bed.
The bed she was sleeping on.
And he opened it up and said, Believe
it or not, this book is filled with
scribblings, with pencil of names of dozens of
young people studying in Bible schools in different
parts of India.
Missionaries in North India, everywhere, that are serving
Jesus.
And against their names, the amount of money
she was sending every month.
But she never told this to anyone.
I began to weep.
Not because there was no money in the
bank.
I remembered one time when I was visiting
my home in the United States.
I saw my mother wearing this blouse with
the stitches.
And I was so angry.
I said, Mother, what madness got into your
head?
Don't you have any feelings for your sons?
You are putting cow dung on our face,
bringing shame upon us.
The whole community will think that we don't
take care of you.
You have money to buy a new dress
every month if you want.
How come you do this to us?
With her wonderful smile, I remember she said,
You little fellow don't understand nothing, someday you
will understand.
And that made me more upset.
But now it was as though she walked
into the room without words, very gently speaking,
My son, you never understood it, but now
you understand.
Your mother lived for something that nobody understood.
A world that did not know Jesus.
And all she wanted was to see them
come to Jesus.
Yes, I had money to buy a new
dress every month if that's what I wanted.
But something more precious, I found, the souls
of men and women.
The last wish of my mother was this,
When I am dead and gone, the only
thing I leave behind, My wedding ring, my
earring, and the gold chain my husband gave
me the day he married me.
I wanted to sell these items and give
that money to preach the gospel.
Among people that never heard his name, I
want to meet them also in heaven.
If I had a choice, I do not
want to spend one day in America to
preach to anyone in this country.
Most of the young people, much younger than
me, You do not know the millions of
miles I have traveled, And spoken to hundreds
of thousands of church-going people, People like
you also, Shadowed, plastic, watered down, seeking honor
from others, Loving money and comfort and ease,
Yet on the other hand, claiming to follow
him, Who said, son of man has no
place in this head, Who said, as the
father sent me, so send I you, Go
with a one-way ticket and give your
life away.
But I keep on traveling, keep on speaking,
Not out of spite or anger or pain,
But with love, hoping that you are one,
That you will hear the call, That he
said, come, follow me.
And his footsteps will take you not to
mansions, Not to bed of roses, But to
the villages, The suffering, the poor, the naked,
The half of the world, The dying without
him and perishing.
Would you commit your life to be like
him?
I am grateful that I can still hear
my mother saying, Son, it's worth it, walk
on this narrow road.
Some applications I would want to say and
conclude.
One, make a commitment, To take prayer life
and fasting serious, For the lost world.
Countries like Afghanistan with some 17 million people
Without one church in the entire country.
North and Bihar, 22 million people Without hardly
anyone walking among them.
And Bhutan, a forbidden land for preaching the
gospel, By God's grace we have 18 churches
planted, House churches in Bhutan, Nepal, Hindu kingdom,
And China, and on and on.
And North Korea, where you must be praying,
I am sure you are.
And at least one day of the week
you will commit for fasting, On the behalf
of the lost world.
I had a world map with me, I
think I left it somewhere.
When the Lord gripped my heart, When the
first thing happened, Don't you have a world
map there?
Can you throw it to me?
It will hit somebody along the way, maybe.
Here is John Beers, my co-worker.
And Jonathan also, 3 of us came together.
John was a banker in Seattle area.
10-12 years ago the Lord called him
to serve Him, And he left his nice
positions, And sold his house, And took his
wife and kids and moved to Dallas To
work for Gospel of Asia.
If God is calling any one of you
to give your life full time, To serve
God, We are looking for all kinds of
people, And strange people also, To serve God
with us on the staff, Please talk to
us.
When the first thing I did, When the
Lord touched my heart 23 years ago, World
map came into our home, everywhere.
1040 window region highlighted.
By the way, You know the Simon I
told you about?
The tribal missionary who plants 5 churches?
That is him.
Read it.
You can get this world map, And put
in your apartment, Your one room house, Whatever
you got.
And really let you and Jesus have wonderful
time.
You know what?
One of the funniest thing I did, I
bought a shower curtain from Kmart, plastic.
While taking a shower, You can look at
the world map.
Second thing I recommend you to do is,
Seek to simplify your life.
I wrote a whole book about it.
Wrote reality.
Let no one tell you what car, house,
Anything you should have or not have.
I have friends who drive BMW, And are
millionaires, And have nice clothes.
That has nothing to do with spirituality.
But you, But for you, Ask the Lord
how you must live.
Half of the world goes to bed with
empty stomach and naked bodies.
You, my young friend, Don't pursue the American
dream.
It's a dead end.
You'll never keep up with the Jones.
There's always a bigger Jones next door.
Don't do it.
Nothing worth fighting for.
Thirdly, If the Lord is calling you to
give your life For serving Him in GFA
or somewhere, whatever, Then listen.
Take the risk.
Jesus will go with you.
Don't ask Him more questions.
Finally, 99% of you, Will not go
to India, Bhutan, Bangladesh, Pakistan, Afghanistan.
I know you will not.
You may go for a few weeks.
But 10-14 in your region, Right now
we have 11,000 missionaries on the field,
And we have hundreds, That are right now
getting ready to launch out to places, Where
no one has ever gone before.
But the question is, How will they go
except they descend?
There's a card given to you in the
bulletin.
The fourth application is, I'm asking you, Would
you be willing, Prayerfully, Decide, To link your
life, With one or two or ten native
missionaries.
Help them with your prayer and financial support,
To preach the gospel.
He said, Brother KP, what does that mean?
It simply means, Today, If you fill this
card out with your name and address, And
mark here, Starting now, I will prayerfully help
sponsor, One missionary, two missionary, Whatever number you
want to put, With $30 a month, That
individual or individuals, Becomes your hand, Your eyes,
Your heart, Touching these nations, Leading thousands to
Christ, Planting churches.
When you fill this out, Bring to the
book table, Out there on the ground floor,
Or somewhere, I think John Geers will be
telling you that, We will give you your
missionary, To take home with you.
You see it's a real flesh and blood
missionary.
Authentic.
His name, His testimony, The whole thing is
here.
We are hundreds of them.
So all you need to do, Is fill
this, And say, We want support, I want
to support these missionaries, And then you can
take these missionaries home with you, Today, Start
praying for them, Put them in the refrigerator,
In the Bible, Whatever else, And every month,
We write you a letter, With what the
Lord is doing, You can send your support
in, And today, You don't need to have
your money, Or checkbook, For you to get
your missionary.
All you need to do, Is to bring
this card, And take the missionaries home, And
later you can send your money.
One hundred percent, Of the money you send,
All go to the mission field.
Nobody take anything out of it.
And it helps to preach the gospel.
And when they plant the church, Become self
-supporting, You don't need to help them anymore.
Yesterday I met a couple from this church,
Said, Oh we were supporting missionaries, And three
of our missionaries, Became self-supporting.
That means they planted three churches.
They can support somebody else.
I am sending you, To reap the harvest,
That you didn't work for.
May, The Lord, Help you, To take, That
step of faith, To commit your life, To
reap this mighty harvest.
And I pray that all of you, Will
decide, To help, One or more, Of these
missionaries, Reach in the lost world.
It's our privilege.
May the Lord speak to us.
Amen.