I was standing outside a booth at a sports show in Alabama trying to get people to come in to hear a free (gospel) message and get a walking stick. Two large hunter-type manly men came up to me to see what it was all about. They didn’t want to take time to sit down so I just talked to them in the aisle.
After a few minutes it was obvious that one of them knew for sure that Jesus was his Savior and he was on his way to heaven. The other man was just as unsure about where he was going to go after he died. I had the joy of leading him to the Lord.
After going through some assurance with him about his decision to trust in Jesus as his only way to heaven he left. But the other man stood there at my side. I thought that was pretty strange. I was sure they were together. So I looked over at him to see what he might want and this man that was at least 6’3” had huge tears running down his face.
He told me that he had been driving his friend to work every day for the last 6 months and tried to witness to him everyday. And everyday he went home disappointed that his buddy was still lost. Today, he told me, he got to see all of that hard work come to completion. He got to see his friend come to the Lord. He grabbed me and lifted me off the ground in a big bear hug and walked away with a spring in his step.