I was at the store last Friday night picking up some goodies for our weekly prayer meeting. I gave tracts to the people in the check out line and was heading for the exit when I saw a man standing there waiting. He wasn't very clean cut.
"He's a tract hater for sure. He's going to yell at me and throw it right back in my face," I told myself.
I shakily gave him a tract, exited the store, and hoped for the best. I made it as far as the Girl Scouts selling cookies right outside, when I heard, "Excuse me." I turned around and it was the tract hater. He put the tract right in my face and said, "This is a FANTASTIC way to share the gospel!" I couldn't believe my ears. His face was radiant. He was totally unashamed of the gospel and was going on and on about it right in front of the Girl Scouts.
I guess God was reminding me not judge a book by its seemingly tract hating cover. :-)