When we started witnessing to each other one day, we discovered that both of us had recently been converted. One was an African American friend named Kyrk Freeman. While the pastor of the church I joined mentored me the most, ministers from various churches in town gave me advice and mentored me, while friends from different churches sometimes teamed up with me in sharing our faith. I did learn, however, that it is usually easier to reason with people about Christ when they are not stoned. Sometimes I shared Christ with people as they were getting drunk or smoking pot. One of them blurted, “Oh, man, I remember you.” It was the same guys. When I started telling them about Christ, one of them rebuffed me by saying, “Go away, man, we’re sinning.” Another time I was working at a car wash and started sharing my faith with a carload of men. Once I approached some men who were smoking pot. Sometimes, because I spent so much time talking with people about Christ, the half-hour walk home from school took me four hours. I had never experienced the Good News of God’s saving love until the day of my conversion, and I wanted to make sure that no one else suffered the same misfortune.
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