The first time I met Paul was in Louisville, Kentucky, over forty years ago. He was a salesman for Bristol Meyers and I was a salesman for Johnson & Johnson. We became instant friends.
In one of life’s many quirks, we both ended up moving to Iowa. He took over his father’s insurance brokerage in a small western Iowa town while I sold a farm publication to a company in Fort Dodge.
When I gave my life to the Lord on May 20, 1985, I couldn’t wait to tell Paul about Jesus. I told him about the Lord in phone conversations and on one visit. Yet, he seemed unfazed by my words.
That winter, my son played a sophomore basketball game at Sioux City Heelan High School. Paul and his family came to the game. He asked numerous questions about the Lord during the first half of the game. Both of us then filed out with the crowd at halftime and went to the restroom, which was filled with men.
Paul grabbed my shoulder in the restroom. “Why don’t I give my life to the Lord now?” he asked.
“Here? And now?” I said, looking at all of the men around us.
“Yes, right here and now,” he said.
There in the midst of twenty or so men, urinals, toilets, and sinks, I led my best friend to Jesus Christ. It may not have taken place at a church’s altar, but the results were still the same. Paul met the Lord and accepted Him as his Savior.
My prayer today:
Lord, help us American believers to overcome our fears so that we can obey Your commandment about going into all of the world to proclaim the gospel. (Based on Mark 16:15)
What do you think and has the Lord spoken to you today?
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