Thus Saith the Dog!

A young man, no more than 25 years old, just started asking me questions after seeing me tuck my bible into my bag.

“You believe that stuff?”

“Is that what you call truth?”

“Are you some sort of preacher or something?”

As we sat across from each other at a Coffee Bean, he fired question after question at me and I fired back answers. The conversation was going nowhere.  Finally, after a 10 minute exchange, I felt in my Spirit that he was a lost believer. I then asked him a question.

“Why do you ask me questions that you already know the answers to?” He was stunned and began to pull on his goatee a bit as he pondered a response. His eyes welled up and his voice cracked a little as he confessed, “I am not allowed to go to church anymore. It’s because I am a bad person.”

My eyes narrowed while my brow wrinkled in great distain. Through clenched teeth I hissed, “Who told you that lie!”

The young man wiped his tears off his cheeks and replied, “My pastor did, 6 years ago, after I was caught by my mom looking at internet porn.”

I got up and sat down at his table and began to tell him about the real Jesus, grace and forgiveness. I explained his position in God’s eyes and how he was His workmanship, a prized procession and that he was one of God’s favorites.

We prayed in the end and I invited him to church. He graciously declined giving me his info, but I gave him mine, and we went our separate ways. He was a lost believer who had been sold a cheap bill of goods and he believed a lie that was told to him by someone who was supposed to show him the way home. I think that by the grace of God he is on the road back.

Some people have asked me why I would want to start this ministry and even questioned the need for it.

Well… ladies and gentlemen, I give you exhibit A.