Well, last Wednesday night, we were getting ready to close up the church, when a man walked through the front door right off of the street.
He startled me when he first walked in, because you could see he was frought with anxiety. We all were on edge as he came in and then as we started to talk with him we discovered that this man was hurting. He was on the brink of tears throughout the conversation as he shared with us how he was losing everything including his marriage.
Now, he knew about the scriptures and as we shared them with him, he made sure we knew he was aware of the information(bible verses) we were giving him. It broke my heart. We explained to him that just because he knew information about God did not mean he was "born again" as Jesus spoke to Nicodemus about in the gospel of John chapter 3.
We urged him to entrust his life to Jesus Christ, but he was hesitant so we prayed for him and sent him off.
Pray for him, his name is Harry.
BP
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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