My friend Linda told me how she became a Christian: She was working for an insurance company in the 1970s, and a newly saved co-worker told her: “Jesus died for your sins.” Linda got excited.
That was the co-worker’s evangelism? I thought. Wow, the Spirit must have been just champing at the bit for an opening in Linda’s armor. He must have been seeking any opportunity—and been willing to piggyback on any thin or lame evangelistic attempt—to save the one He was bent on saving.
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