Years ago in New York City, I got into a taxi cab with an Iranian taxi driver, who could hardly speak English. I tried to explain to him where I wanted to go, and as he was pulling his car out of the parking place, he almost got hit by a van that on its side had a sign reading The ________ Church. He got real upset and said, That guys drunk. I said, No, hes a Christian. He asked, Do you know about church? I said, Well, I know a little bit about it; what do you know? It was a long trip from one end of Manhattan to the other, and all the way down he told me one horror story after another that hed heard about the church. He knew about the pastor that ran off with the choir masters wife, the couple that had burned the church down and collected the insurance—every horrible thing you could imagine. We finally get to where we were going, I paid him, and as were standing there on the landing I gave him an extra-large tip. He got a suspicious look in his eyes—hed been around, you know. I said, Answer me this one question. Now keep in mind, Im planning on witnessing to him. If there was a God and he had a church, what would it be like? He sat there for a while making up his mind to play or not. Finally he sighed and said, Well, if there was a God and he had a church—they would care for the poor, heal the sick, and they wouldnt charge you money to teach you the Book. I turned around and it was like an explosion in my chest. Oh, God. I just cried, I couldnt help it. I thought, Oh Lord, they know. The world knows what its supposed to be like. The only ones that dont know are the Church. by anonymous
Posted on: Sat, 25 Jan 2014 05:06:00 +0000
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