A young man had been brought
up in a home where God and the Bible were revered. Although the Gospel was
often presented to him with loving urgency, he refused to believe and became
increasingly rebellious. Finally he said, “I’m
sick and tired of Christians. I’m going to look for a place where I can avoid
them.”
His mother wept as he packed
his suitcase and left home. He boarded a train, only to find that two
passengers seated behind him were discussing the Scriptures. “I’m not going to stay here,” he muttered.
At the next stop he left the
coach and entered a restaurant. To his dismay, some elderly women were talking
about the return of the Lord. Knowing a ship was docked nearby, he decided it
might be a way to escape the ‘religious chatter’ he encountered at every turn.
But when the steamer embarked, he discovered that it was filled with happy
young students from a Bible academy.
Thoroughly disgusted, he made
his way downstairs to find the bar. Approaching the captain, he exclaimed, “Say,
can you tell a man where he can get away from all these cursed fanatics?”
The skipper looked up and said with a grin, “Yes, just go to hell. You won’t
find any (born again) Christians there.”
These startling words caused
him to realize his eternal peril and when he returned home, he received the
Savior.
THINK
BIG. START SMALL. GO DEEP.
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