Beer Drinking Red Head
was a pleasant summer evening and my wife and I were enjoying the fresh air, when we noticed a man throwing a stick for two playful dogs that were having the time of their lives. As the dogs came near us, we began to pet and, without intending to start a conversation, do not we walk to the owner only wanted someone to talk to. Without us asking, he began telling us of his love for dogs and one of the dogs had in the previous week, as they had been abused and abandoned. Then began to talk about his days in the Vietnam War and how he despised the U.S. government.
Without necessarily share his contempt for my country, my mind immediately went back to the past week had my days in Vietnam during the Bible School and the museums that showed me the terrible things that both the Vietnamese people and U.S. soldiers suffered during the war. Since supposed to have experienced some terrible things that I could not imagine, I have decided to cut some slack as he continued with his story.
The man proceeded to tell how he had been expelled from more than a few churches, as a bit of a problem with alcohol (although he was not drunk at the time), the how it had a very difficult time relating to people, and finally, how much he loved his dogs. Judging by the dogs themselves were clearly well cared for, better than most dogs, at least I know. I felt a deep affection for these two K-9 that at least one good parent combined with human children. We proceeded to tell us that while he could not relate well to people, that God had given to these dogs that could care for them and protect them. In essence, said that it was his ministry. As
there listening to their story, we could say that he wanted to say something, but I was struggling for words. Finally, he worked up the courage to ask: “If you died tomorrow, you know where it’s going?” I had a choice at that time. I could have said, “Why yes, as a matter of fact I do. Not only am I a Christian, but I am also a missionary to the nations, “but I did not. She knew she had a lot of courage to ask this man who asks me, probably more courage than for me to be on one platform and deliver a sermon of the gospel.
The man proceeded to apologize for not being a good witness. As I studied the two beautiful dogs looking at his master in the game before, dogs have been abused, abandoned, wihtout and hope in this sometimes cruel world, I thank you for taking the time to talk me.
it’s been several months since the summer night and still can not get the man of my mind. I can make millions of Christ or that can only reach a few. Perhaps, in the end, I feel that is not what really matters. What matters is the end is what I did with what God has given me. This man, although he had very little to give, gave all he had. As I walked away, I realized that my Father in heaven I was teaching, aspiring evangelist world a valuable lesson from that day through this red beer evangelist. God help me if I forget. The man looks at the outward appearance. God looks at the heart.
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