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The Law, the Conscience, and the Gospel

A few years ago, I was driving to Spring Green from Madison after watching a movie at the theater late one night.  It’s an hour drive from Madison to Spring Green, and most of the ride is through small towns where gas stations aren’t open very late.  Knowing it might be difficult to find a bathroom so late in the night (and believing public urination probably wouldn’t be the best thing to have on my record), I remember thinking maybe I should go to the bathroom in Madison before I left.  But then my Y-chromosome called me a sissy and convinced me I could make it all the way home.

I realized pretty quickly that I had made a wrong decision, and so at every little town I came to, I looked left and right for any sign of some place where I could pull over and use the bathroom.  After passing through a few unpromising towns, I remember finally seeing ahead of me a gas station brightly lit up.  I could even see the attendant inside working at the counter.

I was so happy that, without turning on my signal or looking behind me, I immediately turned left from the right-hand lane and aimed towards the gas station.

Bright blue and red flashing lights behind me quickly revealed I had cut off a police officer in my pursuit of a toilet.

The law had found me.  And there was no escape.  I was caught red-handed, guilty.

When I came to a stop, I rolled down my window, held out my driver’s license, and shouted, “I really have to use the bathroom!  Can I give you my license and go run to the toilet?”

The officer nodded his ascent, so I ran as fast as a guy can run whose bladder is about to explode and took care of business.  When I returned to the car, the officer explained that under the circumstances, he’d let me off with a warning rather than a ticket. Boy, was I relieved! (In more ways than one.)

I share this to illustrate a truth:  To share the gospel effectively, my job is to help a person to see that he has broken God’s eternal law, that there are red and blue flashing lights behind him, and he’s been found guilty. Only then will he find the peace and the relief his soul needs, and only then will he gladly surrender all to Jesus.

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Super Tract Man

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERADaniel is Super Tract Man.

He loves to share the gospel, and he’s one of the most faithful, dedicated guys I know, especially when it comes to passing out tracts.  Even if he has to go out alone, he heads out at least a few days every week to pass out tracts on the streets of Bucharest.  He’s always smiling, and he seriously is anointed.  While I may get two or three people to take a piece of literature, Daniel will have a dozen.  He loves to stand at the busy subway exits with both hands held out for people to take tracts as they pass by.  It’s awesome!

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Prayer Letter – November 2013

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Night of the Muslims

Although Eastern Orthodoxy is by far the majority faith in this city, it’s not uncommon at all to run into Muslims here or to see women wearing a veil on the streets.  In fact, somebody once told me that there are four times the amount of Muslims in Bucharest as there are Evangelical Christians.  I have no idea if that statistic is real or not.

Anyhow, last night, I had two really good experiences getting to speak with Muslims about the things of God and challenge them concerning Jesus’ claims.

Majid is from Iran.  He left seven years after the Islamic Revolution, spent a few years in Sweden (where he learned the language and translated then published a book from Persian into Swedish), and then moved to Romania.  I’ve been editing the newest incarnation of his book, the English translation.  Besides enjoying the extra income, I’ve really appreciated my conversations with Majid.  I’ve been learning a lot about life in the Middle East, especially Iran and Iraq.

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Prayer Letter – September 2013

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Are Mormons Christians?

A couple days ago, I was sitting in the car at the Arboretum in Madison, WI, preparing for my talk at the Spring Green Community Church about  our ministry in Romania.  In the midst of my work, two smiling people approached me.  It was only after they were close that I noticed the name tags that clearly identified them as members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (Mormons).

Well, I never like to miss an opportunity to share the gospel, and I figure it’s better for me to keep a Mormon missionary occupied than to let him talk to others, people who might be persuaded to believe him.  Plus, I have always enjoyed conversations about religion, even when I was an atheist.  So, naturally, I decided my preparations for  Sunday could wait.

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