A Disfellowshiped Ex-JW

Even before I hardly opened by eyes this morning the battle was raging. The Battle of the Blanket! I was having a tough time moving away from the comfort of our comfortable, cozy bed. As I was lying in bed weighing the decision to get up our dog would grunt and groan at every move I made under the covers. Ok, Ok. I’m going, I said. I can only listen to that dog for so long before I want to smack him. (Sorry PETA)

My first talk was with Tim this morning. Tim was one of those people who have all the right answers but if you dig a little deeper you find that things aren’t the way they appear to be. Tim has been disfellowshipped from a Jehovah’s Witness church, and also from an Islam church here in Chattanooga. Tim has been battling an alcohol problem but now he says he is clean from the bottle and has also stopped smoking. After I witnessed to him we had a really good chat about his background and how he is looking for church membership right now. Hopefully he will listen to the Holy Spirit and repent and trust.

Next I met Adrian. Right off the bat I knew something was off about this guy. Either he was very intelligent or confused. He used big words in vocabulary and was throwing out religious jargon like he knew the deal. As we continued to talk he told me that he had been in the hospital a few times diagnosed with Paranoid Schizophrenia. Now things were starting to make sense to me. I’m still not too sure if he is homeless or if he was just down on his luck. But he asked me for a few bucks to get something to eat so I handed him the only cash that I had. After I left Adrian I starting talking to Dmitri. He was crossing the street so I struck up a conversation. Just about every question I asked he answered with “I don’t know”. But I did catch his attention when I asked him “Dmitri is God angry with you?”

He turned and looked at me. I began to quote Scripture to him that speaks of God’s judgment against sin. I was able to finish presenting Law and Grace to him. He took a “Why Christianity?” and off he went. I could tell that he really didn’t want to talk to me, but I tried to hang in there and give him a fighting chance.

After I am finished witnessing to people on the way to the car I always try to give out a lot of tracts. This morning I past one out to a guy who asked me what it was.
I told him “It’s a Gospel tract.”
He said “You must have got this from Way of the Master”. “I sure did”, I replied.
He told me “I’ve been watching you. I’ve seen you down here before and I was wondering what you were doing.”

My point in telling you that is this, my evangelist friend – Keep passing out those tracts and preaching the Gospel. People are watching you. People around you everyday are waiting to see what you are doing. You may never know who has their eyes on you and what they might want to ask you. Just be faithful to Him who if faithful to us.