Okay, so as soon as Snider got out of school, I picked up my buddy Austin. We went back to my parents house and started making COOKIES! Yes, we made massive amounts of chocolate chip cookies.



The night ended with me feeling again, that I was supposed to go to the biggest CLUB in Fort Wayne, and read the word of God. So, I went there. And I got really scared. I sat in my car and prayed and tried to figure out what I was doing. Finally, I said, "I know you want me here God, help me." I started walking around the club, praying and asking what I was to do. Finally, my friend Matt showed up, and sort of took me under his wing. It was amazing, and I realized then that I was not supposed to stand there and read the word to people. Rather, I was to be there for them and talk with them. I would start out the conversation for example saying, "excuse me, can I ask you a question?" "If you died tonight, do you know where your salvation lies?" It was amazing what it lead to. Really amazing. People need something. And darn it, they will find it.
2 comments:
THAT SCARES ME.....i think you are putting yourself in a bad situation.. i'm tellin you people out clubbing and partying don't want some "holy roller" messing with their nite.. be safe
I don't force myself on anyone. In fact I always ask their permission to talk with them. If they say no, or walk away, I respect their decision, smile, nod, and move on. God would not put me in a situation that I should not be in.
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