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Don’t talk to me, please don’t talk to me.
Oh Lord, p l e a s e don’t let that creepy looking dude talk to!
This is a complete turn about from my earlier prayers of, “Here I am Lord, use me, Send me!” and “Speak Lord, for your servant is listening.”
At the moment, I don’t really care about those prayers; I’m just intent on hightailing it back into the church as fast as my scrawny legs can carry me.
Something about the figure heading directly towards me is screaming DANGER! DESPERATION! And to my finely attuned senses; Stay Far, Far Away! I’m chalking it up to the Holy Ghost Early Warning System installed in every believer!
At last, safety, just two short steps away. Reaching for the door knob I’m breathing a sigh of relief. I made it. Phew!
“Ma’am, Can I talk to you?” The voice was low, intense. Just off to my side from behind.
NOT SAFE! Lord what’s happening here? Do I have to answer? Can’t I just pretend I didn’t hear?
It came again, “Ma’am, can I talk to you? I really need to talk to someone right now! It can’t wait!” The voice continued. It was closer now, maybe three feet behind me.
Gulp! I really did not want to talk to this guy. I’m a small town girl. This is a big city, with lots of dangers. Why did I ever leave home to be a traveling missionary?
Stupid me!
My parents will be crushed when they receive the news of my death.
Um - just when did I become a “Ma’am”? I’m just 19!
Turning slowly towards, the voice, I felt an inkling of calmness began to flitter in the pit of my stomach. Soon a thousand bible verses began flying threw my mind, enabling me, encouraging me.
As I looked in to the eyes before me, his voice continued. “I need someone to talk to. To pray for my family, not me for my family because, I have a gun hidden in a paper bag just down the highway and when I leave here, I’m going to find and kill two people.”
Three hours later, (I’ll call him Tommy), was praying for himself, his family, and his enemies. Tommy had accepted Jesus in to his heart.
What had started out as my mission to avoid the creepy looking dude had turned into the salvation of the same. There is no better encouragement than that.
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