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Admittedly, I was secretly proud that my evangelistic resume incorporated, but was not limited to hobos I shared the Gospel with at train stations, customers I called on as a salesman and toll booth collectors, waiters and waitresses whom I believe are God’s special beloved ones having far and away received the lion’s share of Bible tracts from we who spread the Word. Well, you get the idea. I believed God opened the doors and I simply walked in. It was, at least for me, THE thing to do.
Naturally I bore the resulting persecution from the enemy, though the harassment was always completely offset by the joy of knowing that God and I were regularly collaborating in the work of leading lost souls to salvation. Glory to God! Many souls were saved.
At one point during the course of my evangelistic adventures, illness struck at home. Simultaneously, my grandfather and my mom’s best friend were beyond medical intervention and expected to pass shortly. Both unsaved and Jewish, it would be a titanic challenge to bring them to Christ before their time ran out. I heeded the call and so I found myself daily at their bedsides, witnessing, ministering and praying. Partnering with the Lord, His will was accomplished. Praise God, miraculous in detail, both parties accepted Jesus as their Lord and Savior!
During the course of battle for these sweet souls my unsaved family members figured out my purpose for the sudden and consistent visits to both parties. They were angry and horrified. Within my family’s world of conservative Judaism merely the thought of me, the “Jesus freak” praying in the name of Jesus for a sick and dying soul was equivalent to any one of them gleefully choosing roast suckling pig wrapped in bacon strips as the entree for their son’s Bar-Mitzvah party menu. They further formulated an infamously dubious nickname for me. “The Angel of Death.”
In addition, a secret amendment was added to the family constitution that forthwith; under no circumstance was I allowed to hear of or learn by common means of communication from any family member at large, about an unfortunate occasion of illness, including head colds and hang nails, that may inflict a member of, or close associate of my family. “Lest the dreaded obnoxious heretic pray for their healing or worse; God forbid for their salvation.”
“When pigs have wings and fly!” my father snorted condescendingly when I informed him that two of our own were miraculously saved in their last moments and now were in the loving arms of Jesus Christ!!
My dad was correct; a pig in flight is impossible, just as impossible as two saved Jewish souls.
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