Last week was race week atMotor Speedway. It is always a pleasure to go visit and meet the race fans and if possible share Jesus with them. It wears me out physically but at the same time, I get to see God at work and be a part of His work.
Then Sunday evening I got to help lead our youngest grandchild to accept Jesus as her Lord and Savior. She is now excited and can’t wait until she is “bap-ti-tized” as she says it. Yesterday I had the pleasure of talking with a man whom I had never met, about rededicating his life to Jesus. He had suffered a heart attack Friday and is now recovering. My son in law gave my number to his friend after they mentioned that he would like to talk to a preacher about his life and how to “get right with God” as they put it. I called and spoke with him and prayed with him over the phone. Hope to get to meet him sometime soon.
For a while I have been praying for a problem that my family has been going through and at times I have asked God to just let me see him at work so that I know He is there. My faith knows that He is always present, but my human limits try to tell me that it’s all in vain. I believe God answered my prayer this week in the people he set before me to share His word with them. And I count it the highest honor that one could ever receive to be asked by God himself to minister to another.
All praise honor and glory go to Jesus, my Savior and Lord.