This past week, the boys and I decided to try a new place to talk about Jesus. It was closer and was more "restaurant" than bar. Well, turns out the only people in this restaurant were here to drink...
Nevertheless, we opened our bibles and had a great conversation about following Jesus and the difference he makes, when all of a sudden a creature was standing over me. It was a medium build guy with a drink in his hand and a smile on his face. He was also fixed like a laser beam on one of my brothers. Seeing an opportunity, I asked the man what was up and invited him to sit with us as we talk about Jesus. He agreed.
Sadly, the man did not want to talk about Jesus, but rather how my one friend resembled a famous person on TV. When he did mention Jesus, it was weird and he equated Jesus with a "tingle" he gets from time to time. I stated that Jesus was better than any "tingle" because He is God and saves sinners from sin and death. Well, that was the straw that broke the camel's back. The man jumped up, stated how offended he was and walked off...for five minutes...
When he came back, he was in a violent mood and ready for a fight. Again, seeing an opportunity I rose to meet him eye to eye and toe to toe. I reminded him that he came and sat at our table, interrupted our conversation about Jesus, and if he wanted our attention he was going to have to get it by talking about Jesus. In an instant the man changed demeanor, began apologizing and walked off. My friend's were freaked out...
As I was driving out of the parking lot later that night the Holy Spirit spoke to me clear as a bell, "Go give him a bible." Without hesitation I turned the car around, got a bible out of my trunk and marked the Gospel of Mark. This dude was getting saved tonight... Problem was that now he was not alone, but with several others smoking cigarettes and drinking more beer.
(To be continued...)
