Just before going home, I saw a young man sitting on the grass looking like he was reading...a Bible! I knew God wanted me to talk to him; and after a struggle working up the nerve, I asked, "Excuse me; is that a Bible you're reading?"
He quickly closed the book, telling me it was only a novel. He also told me he disliked religion and believed a person should believe himself. All truth is in man, he said. Then I felt intimidated when he said of all the religions, he hated Christianity the most. (Ouch.) I don't know how much of what he said, he actually thought through himself, and how much he was merely parroting what he heard.
I've mentioned before how I feel dragonflies are the gutsiest of all the insects. Gutsy is NOT how I felt when talking with this young man. It's probably closer to how Peter felt when threatened by a maiden at the fireside. I am so glad there will be John 21 for all God's own!
