fishinnut said:
This morning a memory of an incident while at HAC came to mind.
I worked with a guy for 3.5 years while there. I had given him the gospel & witnessing tracts but he had no interest & was the typical C atholic. I never noticed........just did it........but according to him would walk in whistling often........probably some song from chapel.
One day I walked in & he acted like he was made at me & asked, "Why are you always whistling?! You always act like everything in life in alright & good."
I told him that was not true but I knew Jesus Christ as my Savior & He is good & when life isn't good He has the ability & power to make it turn around for good.
That was when he reached in his pocket & pulled out a tract & asked, "Is that was what this is all about?"
I answered, "Yes."
He asked me to explain it to him again. I did.
He told me that the night before he had read it over & over & had prayed & asked Jesus to save just like I had explained it.
It pays to keep living all out............for Jesus.
I'll see Pete in Heaven some day.
This reminds me of when I worked in the Century Mall in the early 1980's. I had a manager whose name was Carol. She was a mess. She'd tease me publicly about being a 20 year old virgin and being Baptist, but privately she'd ask me tons of questions. We talked for hours (Century Mall was quite dead during the recession of 1980-83). One night she announced to me, "I'm ready". I said to do what? She said "To get saved." I took her through the Scripture and she prayed and trusted Christ. She even called our district manager who was a believer and told him. She started growing and asking questions. I was going home for the summer and she told me she was going to start visiting First Baptist.
What I didn't know was that she was pregnant by her former boyfriend. She did go to First Baptist. Hyles chose that Sunday to scream at a woman who had walked out of the service to use the restroom and then came back in. She had a small child with her. She was appalled. I made excuses and she returned.
Unbeknownst to me, she decided to talk to someone about her pregnancy. She was considering putting it up for adoption. She called the church, naively asking for Hyles. She was shuffled to Ray Young.
When I came back in the fall and got my job back, the first day she looked at me and stuck her finger out at me and said, "Don't ever talk to me again about God, your Christianity or that Church!" Once she calmed down, she told me that she'd gone to Ray Young for Counsel and told her about her recent conversion and her pregnancy.
His first question to her, "Is the baby's father white or black?"
To my knowledge, she never darkened the door to a church again. It broke my heart.
What a jackass. What a cult. What a tragedy.