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Most Unique Soul-Winning Experiences

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I've been blessed with quite a few, but if I had to relate one which took the top spot as most unique, it would be this one:

One day, in the mid-eighties sometime, I came home from work and went upstairs to see my wife. I hadn't even taken my coat off when the phone rang.

I picked it up and a male voice started talking dirty to me, but in a monotone voice, almost like it was ritual. I had always purposed that if I got an obscene caller of any kind, the best way to get rid of them was not a whistle, but the Gospel!

I proceeded to tell him how Jesus died for him...little by little the profane stopped, and it was replaced by queries into what I was saying. He listened intently for a good half hour as I relayed the truth of salvation to him. He then prayed and received Christ as his savior!

How do I know it was genuine, you ask? He could have hung up the phone at any time...

I only got his first name, but even though I invited him to my church, you know he couldn't come. How could he face the possibility of what he USED to do coming out sometime (and not by me!).

God can turn any situation into a soul-winning situation!

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Great thread!

A couple of years ago,a local newspaper did a story about me and my ministry.I go to several local jails
to preach the gospel.One of the local police cheifs that I deal with,contacted the newspaper because he thought
that it was a good thing, and that he had seen how the prisoners that were saved had changed so much(all glory to God!!)
I was very apprehensive about doing it because I dont trust the media when it comes to telling the truth about the gospel.
The other reason the cheif thought it was a good story is that I have a dissabeling disease called Dysautonomia.

I reluctantly agreed to the interview because I looked at it as an oportuntity to spread the gospel.The day of the interview came and I met with the reporter.The reporter was very nice and cordial.I explained my ministry and what I preach,that men are sinners and that there is salvation for anyone who would repent and trust Jesus as the Saviour.The interview was printed in the next weeks news paper.To my dismay,the part about the gospel was left out.The article was a positive one,explaining that I preach in jails,but the very reason I did it was to proclaim the gospel and it was left out.I was very distraught and dissapointed.

The next day I went to the jail that started the story.Some people had called the station wanting to talk to that preacher who goes soul-winning in jails.The city workers passed along the phone numbers to me.That night I called a lady who had a son in another local jail.She aked me to go talk with him.I had plans for the next day,but I cancelled them,God was obviuosly at work.Her son was into some occultic things and he was mad at God because of the pain and death in the world.I talked to him a whlie,he was convicted of his sin and recieved Christ as his Saviour!My disappointment in the article was done away with.God was using the article for His purposes the whole time!What a mighty God we serve.
God taught me a lesson that day.The prison ministry can sometimes be difficlut.I have been spit at,cursed at,had my wife and child threatened among other things,it can be dishartening.Never the less,God taught me through this experiance that I should never give up in sharing the gospel.Even when things look dim,He is still working in hearts to save souls.I also learned that I should always trust in His Word and his love to convert even the vilest of sinners,for He saved me and I am sinner myself.If he can save me and change me,He can do it for anyone.

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Johnny Mac:

Are you involved with the Rock of Ages Prison Ministry? We have a group of men who go to the local correctional institute and preach the Gospel. They have seen many saved (including those visiting the inmates)!

Note to all:

Please share your most unique soul-winnning experiences!

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Johnny Mac:

Are you involved with the Rock of Ages Prison Ministry? We have a group of men who go to the local correctional institute and preach the Gospel. They have seen many saved (including those visiting the inmates)!

Note to all:

Please share your most unique soul-winnning experiences!



No,I go on behalf of my ministry and my local church.I have yet to preach at a sate prison though.I would like to know more about Rock Of Ages,any info on them?It sounds likea great ministry.

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Here's another...

My soul-winning partner and I went to the city hospital, a few years back, to visit a 15 year old girl with brain cancer, at the request of one of our teenage girls who had broken her leg and and met her while in the hospital.

The door to her room was closed, so I told my partner we'd better go. He suggested we should at least ask the head nurse. We did, and she told us the door was closed because she and her family were watching a video.

We knocked, and her father answered the door. He came out and asked us what we wanted. We told him who we were and where we were from, and he said that he was a Christian too. I then bluntly asked him if his daughter was saved, and he said that she was. I then asked if we could say hello to her and he invited us in.

She had recently beaten stomach cancer, but now it was in her brain, her head was shaven, and her prognosis was not good. I talked to her a little bit, and then looked her right in the eyes and asked her if she died today, did she know where she'd spend eternity.

Without hesitating, she said, "No, I don't". I immediately turned and looked at her father....

I graciously gave her the Gospel of Christ, and she readily accepted Him as her Savior. When my partner and I got to the car, people must have thought we were headed for the psyche ward, because we were havin ourselves a fit! We praised the goodness of God over and over.

I believe a short while later she went into eternity.

1. Parents: Make sure your children are saved!
2. The Holy Spirit directs in awesome ways if we let Him.

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Wow,great story!

Heres another one similar to yours..

I go to the local juvenile jail.There are 4 units with about 12 prisoners in each unit.Now I am able to speak to the whole unit with a sermon,but when I first started there I would go into a unit and adress myself and what I was(a preacher) and would invite anyone who would want to talk to meet me at a table in the back of the unit.Sometimes noone would come but on average it was usually 3-5 guys I would be able to speak with.

About two years ago,I went into a unit and four young men wanted to talk.I would talk with them about what part of town they were from,what school they attended,and asked them about their families.Then I would share the gospel with them.One this one particular visit one young man was saved.He was a very troubled 16 year old.He was expecting to be in jail for a while.Two days later the young man was released,he was very happy to begin his new lifein Christ.That night he went to a basketball game at his local high school.His girl freind got into an argument with another girl,and her boy friend mistakenly thought the young man from the juvenile jail was going after his girlfreind,according to witnesses.This guy had a gun,pulled it out and shot the young man who had been saved two days earlier.He died at the age of 16.

Almost every time I preach at that jail,I use that story to illustrate to these young men that their life could be over in a flash.I tell them that if he would have rejected Jesus two days before he was released,he would be in hell forever.But,I know that he received Jesus as his Lord and saviour,so he is now in heaven with Jesus forever more.

The Lord uses that young man's testimony to convict many young men that they are sinners and that they need to trust Jesus for their salvation.His death as tradgic and sensless as it was,is being used by the Lord to help others see the light.

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I would have to say the most unique soulwinning expperience I had was at a carnival. While my daughter was in one of those things that the kids bounce around and jump in I got to talking to a teenage girl named Angel who was working the ride. I suspected that she may be a runaway and began sharing with her how I ran away from home as a teenager and worked at a carnival. She wouldn't admit that she had run away but did say things were very bad at home. I tried to encourage her to call her mom and talk and told her I knew how hard it is to feel all alone in this world. I told her how I felt that way for years until I met Jesus. I always carry my New Testament in my purse so I pulled it out and was able to share the Gospel with her right there. Fortunately there was no one waiting in line and the kids ,including my daughter got an extra long time in the bouncy house. After many questions and much scripture Angel bowed her head and sweetly asked Jesus to be her Saviour. While we had been talking I had told her how Jesus gives us a mansion in Heaven and that I was hoping for one with a big wrap around porch. As we said goodbye to each other I gave her a tract that had my church's information so she could contact me if she needed to. I told her that if I never saw her on this earth again that I'd see her in Heaven. As I walked away she said I'll look you up in Heaven...I'll look for the wrap around porch.
I think of her often and pray for her. I never would have thought the awful time I had as a runaway teenager would someday open the door for me to share the Gospel with someone.

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The Lord uses that young man's testimony to convict many young men that they are sinners and that they need to trust Jesus for their salvation.His death as tradgic and sensless as it was,is being used by the Lord to help others see the light.


There are SO many stories like the one you shared! James 4:14 always rings loud and clear when I read them. Thanks for sharing, and you can introduce me to him when we get to heaven!

Words never rung out so clear as the these:

It is wonderful to be saved out of a life of sin...but it is even better to be saved from a life of sin.

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I think of her often and pray for her. I never would have thought the awful time I had as a runaway teenager would someday open the door for me to share the Gospel with someone.


We have some in our church who have been able to help others with cancer, because they passed through the valley with it. God has a purpose for each one of us, and I thank God you followed the direction of the Holy Spirit with that young girl.

How special it is that God uses His children to show others the Way!

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I have had at least four instances that I can recall, where I have given someone the Gospel, took the time to detail all of the essentials, and yet when it was time to pray, thy said they had to go, or they were late for something, or even having left something cooking on the stove!

In these cases, without being offensive in any manner, I said the following:

"Ma'am, I appreciate the 20-30 minutes you have given me, and I know God does, but in less than 30 seconds, and before you close that door, you can have your sins forgiven and know you have a home in heaven. Is it worth 30 more seconds?"

In 3 out of 4 cases, they said, "You're right", and they trusted Christ. (Then I had even more time to give assurance, invite, etc...)

The Bible says this:

Luk 14:23 And the lord said unto the servant, Go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in, that my house may be filled.

Sometimes we don't take the time to go the extra mile. Until that door is closed, make use of every opportunity. I realize the Holy Spirit can still convict after the door is closed, but we ARE the witnesses for somebody having a Divine Appointment!

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I had a strange experience two summers ago doing fair ministry in Folsom, CA. I gave a young woman a tract and tried to start witnessing to her. She handed me a coconut, bowed her hands at me, and walked off. I was at least happy about the coconut, except later when I found out it was drained. :loco

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I had a strange experience two summers ago doing fair ministry in Folsom' date=' CA. I gave a young woman a tract and tried to start witnessing to her. She handed me a coconut, bowed her hands at me, and walked off. I was at least happy about the coconut, except later when I found out it was drained. :loco[/quote']

:haha :nutty :haha :nutty :haha :nutty :haha :nutty

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Here's another:

A couple years back, my soul-winning partner and I were going door to door in a nearby city, when I knocked on a door answered by a man. He listened intently, and truly was fruit hanging on the vine. Just after I gave him assurance of his salvation, a women (later found out was his live in girlfriend) came around the corner.

I started to ask her where she'd spend eternity when she said, "Don't bother, I heard the whole thing from the other room and prayed when he prayed!!"

Skip up to a few months ago, going door to door in our church town, when I came upon a Catholic grandmother and her grandson doing some outside chores. I witnessed Christ to her, and as she prayed to get saved, her grandson followed along as well ( I didn't think he was even listening!).

I love it when God shows His plans above our own!

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Here's another:

A couple years back, my soul-winning partner and I were going door to door in a nearby city, when I knocked on a door answered by a man. He listened intently, and truly was fruit hanging on the vine. Just after I gave him assurance of his salvation, a women (later found out was his live in girlfriend) came around the corner.

I started to ask her where she'd spend eternity when she said, "Don't bother, I heard the whole thing from the other room and prayed when he prayed!!"

Skip up to a few months ago, going door to door in our church town, when I came upon a Catholic grandmother and her grandson doing some outside chores. I witnessed Christ to her, and as she prayed to get saved, her grandson followed along as well ( I didn't think he was even listening!).

I love it when God shows His plans above our own!


Very cool! :thumb Praise God!!! :clap:

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Here's another one:

When I go to visit someone who is n the hospital, I always stop by the chapel and put Gospel tracts in all the hymnals, the "big bible" there, and church brochures in the panels with the "self-help" groups.

One evening I went in to do just that, and I found a 20-something man reading from the "big bible". I said hello, and asked him if he had a loved one there. He told me it was his mom.

I asked him if he believed that the bible was God's perfect word, and he said yes.

I witnessed Christ to him and he was gloriously saved.

It was pretty close to an Acts 8 encounter for me!

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Last year, my mother was invited to speak at a convention in Boston and she didn't want to drive the six hours or so by herself, so she called me and asked if I drive her up there.

I asked my wife if she'd be okay for a couple of days, and she said she'd be fine.

I was looking forward to it, because I'm a big baseball fan and had never been to Fenway. My experience at Fenway Park another story in it's own right.

I didn't know anybody in Boston so my days were spent wandering around, looking at the sites, and waiting for my mother to call me to come and pick her up.

One day, I ended up in the park where they were holding a big environmental rally. I had never been to one and didn't know that there would be so many pagan groups (I mean, literally pagan) and, for some reason, a large Marxist contingent.

As the rally started to end, I started to leave and go across the river to Harvard, where I had found this great hamburger joint a couple of days before. Just then, something inside me said, "Have you ever seen so many lost people in one place in your life?"

I believe that it was the Holy Spirit spurring me on and so I did what I always do when God asks me to do something uncomfortable: I tried to get out of it.

I used every excuse I could think of: "I don't know what to say to these people" and "Hey, wait a minute God, I'm supposed to be on vacation here".

And so I left. But I didn't get far before I fell under such conviction for being disobedient that I turned around and jumped up on a concrete wall and said, "OK, God, you said 'Go' and I'm here. I'm trusting you to do the rest".

People were streaming out by the hundreds and I cleared my throat and said, "Excuse me, I see that you're all coming from the rally and I want to thank you for being so concerned about God's creation. I understand that you're all here because you want to see the planet saved and so do I. I know that you've all been here most of the day and are ready to go home, but there's one important message that you didn't get to hear today and if you'll just give me ten minutes of your time, I'd like to share it with you".

I think I had a crowd of about fifty or sixty people.

I started out by explaining that God had created the Earth to be perfect, but that it fell under a curse because of man's sin, and that's why we have natural disasters, global warming, pollution, etc.

A couple walked away, once they realized that this was going to be one of those religious things, and a couple more snickered at me, but because I was able to put it in a language they could understand (thank God for giving me the words), I had their attention.

I finished and thanked them and told them that I'd hang around a little bit if anybody wanted to talk to me. At the end, several people came up to me and asked me different questions about people who've never heard the Gospel, about how if God is real, why are there so many religions, etc.

Everybody left except for this little teenaged girl, about sixteen or seventeen. She was just as pretty and as sweet as she could be.

She walked up to me and she said, "I believe in, like, God and Jesus and stuff. But I'm afraid God hates me."

I asked her why she would say that and she told me that she was in a sexual relationship with another girl and that she knew in her conscience that what she was doing was wrong.

So I explained to her that God gave her a conscience so that she could know when she had broken His laws and that doing so was a sign of His love for her, not hatred.

I asked her what she thought of the Gospel presentation I had given a few minutes earlier and we talked about that and I basically gave her the Gospel all over.

I gave her my email and my wife's email (in case she felt more comfortable talking to another female), but I never heard from her.

I don't know what happened to her, but I'm sure God planted a seed that day and, funny thing, I've never been nervous about open air preaching since then.

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Excellent story. In my 25 years of being saved and attending an IFB church, I have never done any street preaching.

The seed was sown in many hearts that day. When we get to heaven, hopefully you'll see a plenteous harvest!

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Great story war eagle!
We can all learn to be obediant to God's promtings as you were that day.
How bold you are,that took a lot of guts,and of course the Holy Spirit fiiled you to do a hard task.

I will keep this teenage girl in my prayers.


Oh ya, 17- 10 :lol :clap: :thumb

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Here's another one:

I was off to a strip mall just prior to having to leave for church one Wednesday night, about four years ago. My wife reminded me how she had to be at her Sunday School teacher's meeting by 6:45.

After leaving the store, I was approached by what looked like a homeless man on a bicycle. He told me he hadn't eaten all day and if I could give him $10 for some supper. (We all know that many of the times guys will spend this money on their addiction, so you should always actually buy the food for them.)

After a brief conversation, I found out he was living at the city homeless shelter. I then told him that I would give him the ten dollars, but I had something much better for him.

I shared the Gospel with him and he listened very intently. More than once, I told him that no matter what his decision was, he was still going to get the money.

He did repent and ask Jesus to come into his heart and save him. Was it genuine? Only he and God know. I always try to look on the bright side.

BTW: My wife was a little upset that she had missed her meeting...until I told her why I was delayed!

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[quote="apilgrim01"]Nobody else has any soul-winning experiences to share?

Or, you could go out and make some! :cool[/quote]

I don't have any unique ones. Mine have all been rather similar and "ordinary". Most of those I have been involved with were helping Catholics to come to Christ. For the most part, once they saw how what Catholicism taught and what the Bible says are so different, they were eager to accept Christ and turn from the RCC.

I am however, enjoying reading the unique experiences of others!

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I have to say that I have had the privelege of seeing many Catholics come to Christ. I believe the RCC to be the largest cult on earth, and half our IFB churches are ex-Catholics!

When those scales fall from their eyes, via the truth of the Gospel, then the unholy mother takes another dagger to its black heart.

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This isn't my story. It's an experience one of the guys I post with on another forum had. I just wanted to share it because it's such a great story. It's long, but it's worth it.

Those of you who listen to Way of the Master will know him.

I went to my regular fishing pond, the Santa Clarita Superior Courthouse. My daughter works at the library. I drove her to work, which put me at the courthouse earlier than usual. I sat on a bench, pulled my prayer journal out of my backpack, and I began to pray. (In order to help me keep my focus on the One to whom I am praying, pray more intentionally and specifically, and pray longer, I write my prayers.)

Here is an excerpt from my prayer:

Lord, I do not know what this afternoon will bring. Lord, I confess that which You already know. I do not feel ready to serve. Lord, make me ready. Make me a vessel that You will use to bring Yourself honor and glory. Here am I, Lord. Please use me.

Father, You have already ordained from eternity past what You will do to, through, and for me. You have likewise ordained how I will serve You. Lord, please give me eyes to see and ears to hear. I want to serve You by sharing the Law and the Gospel with people, today.

Father, please prepare hearts and minds of the people with whom You would have me speak. Lord, show me who these people are. May it be obvious to me.

Lord, the show [The Way of the Master Radio show] has already begun. I pray it goes well. May every word spoken bring You glory, edify the Church, and humble lost souls. Father, I pray that it is Your will to save souls, today. Lord, may I please watch You work in this miraculous way.

Father, as You know, right now there is no one here. But it only takes one. Lord, bring the people. Please allow me to see who they are.....

Moments after I said "amen," discouragement set in. There was hardly anyone outside the courthouse. The few people that were outside (not counting the hot dog vendors who had already refused to be on the show--more than once) were scurrying from building to building, or from the courthouse to their cars in the parking lot. The few people I was able to ask to be on the show quickly refused the offer. The fish were scarce, and the ones that were there just weren't biting.

The time had come for my segment on the show. David (Hip-Hop) called me. Before he could even say hello, I said, "I've got nothing, brother. I think I may have fished this pond dry."

Hip-Hop put me on hold. I listened to the show while I waited for that familiar momentary burst of static, which always precedes Todd picking up the line and saying, "Lawman!" Todd and I will usually spend a few moments off-air preparing for the "street fishing" segment.

"Todd, I've got nothing. I've never seen it so dead, here. I'm sorry, Todd."

Todd, hearing the discouragement in my voice, quickly told me not to worry. He said he would fill the segment with something else and we would try again during the second hour of the show.

I was down. I called Mahria and told her I struck out. I asked her to pray for me. Of course, she said she would.

I prayed again. No journal, this time.

More rejections from passersby.

I almost called the station to tell Hip-Hop to let Todd know that I just didn't have it today (as if I have anything whatsoever that Jesus needs to accomplish his will and his work). How self-centered!

Then I noticed a young man walking slowly in my direction. He was wearing an "In-n-Out" sweatshirt. His hands were in his pockets and his head was down.

"Hi." I said. "I don't want to sell you anything."

The young man smiled.

"I'm with a radio station called 'The Way of the Master.' It's a live show, and during the show we do a couple of segments in which we interview people on the streets. We ask two basic questions to start the conversation. Would you consider yourself to be a good person? And what do you think happens to someone when they die?"

"I don't know." He said hesitantly. "I'm coming to court today to take care of a couple of warrants. I would feel like a hypocrite."

"Well, would you consider yourself to be a good person?"

"Not right now."

"What do you think happens to a person when they die?"

"They go to heaven, or they go to hell."

"On what basis does a person go to heaven?"

"By believing in Jesus."

"Do you think being a good person has anything to do with it?"

"No. There are Buddhists that are nice people, but that won't get them into heaven."

He looked at me and squinted, as if he was trying to figure out who I was and what I wanted from him. "Are you a Christian?" He asked.

"Yes I am. And the radio show is a Christian radio show."

"It is?"

"Oh, then I don't think I could do it. I would really feel like a hypocrite."

"Do you have a Christian background?"

"Yes. I've gone to church all my life."

"My name is Tony, by the way." I said as I extended my hand.

He shook my hand and said, "I'm Matthew." (Matthew is 18.)

"Matthew, are you sure you are a Christian?"

"I use to think so. But now," glancing at the front door of the courthouse, "I'm not sure."

"Why are you at the courthouse, today."

"To turn myself in. I have two warrants."

I reached into my back pocket and removed a bi-fold wallet--the one containing my badge. I showed it to Matthew. His eyes got as big as saucers.

"Matthew, I don't care why you are at court, today. What I care about is where you are going to spend eternity. Matthew, I believe in a God who is sovereign. I don't believe in coincidences. There is a reason why we are having this conversation. Please be on the show. It could be the most important conversation of your life. Look. I've been in this courthouse hundreds of times. I promise you won't be late for court."

"Okay. Could we sit down?"

"Sure." We made our way to a nearby bench.

"Where do you go to church?" I asked.

"Grace Community Church."

"Really?"

"Yeah. John MacArthur is the pastor."

"Yeah. I know. I went to The Master's Seminary."

"So, are you still living at home?"

"Yes."

"What does your mom think about you being in court, today?"

"She doesn't know."

"Your mom doesn't know that you were arrested and are appearing in court, today, for two warrants?"

"No."

It was at about that time that Todd came on the phone, and I briefed him about Matthew.

After the commercial break, I introduced Matthew to Ray and Todd, and I handed Matthew my cell phone. Click here to listen to Ray and Todd's conversation with Matthew.

Matthew sat, leaning forward, with one hand holding the phone and the other hand covering much of his face. It was obvious that Matthew's heart was heavy. From before I first approached Matthew, the young man was under either the weight of conviction, the fear of the consequences he believed he was facing, or a combination of the two.

Once the conversation was finished, I took the phone from Matthew. "Tony. Talk to Matthew." said Todd.

"I'm going to go into court with him."

"Okay. Good-bye."

"Matthew, if it's all right with you, I would like to come into court with you. Would that be okay?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Okay. Let's get you into court. I'm going to take my backpack and put it in my car."

"You're going to come back, right?"

"Yeah. I just don't want to lug this big thing into court. Don't worry. You go check into Division 3, and I will be in there in just a minute."

"Okay."

I ran to my car, stowed my backpack, and ran back to the court. I showed my badge to the security officers at the front door so I could bypass security. Division 3 was crowded with people waiting to have their day in court. Matthew was sitting alone on a bench, on the right side of the courtroom. I sat down next to him.

The judge entered the courtroom and took the bench.

I shared the courtroom analogy and the gospel with Matthew, which was particularly appropriate considering our surroundings. I explained to Matthew that a person is allowed to defend himself or herself in court.

"There's an old saying around courthouses. 'Any man who tries to defend himself in court has a fool for a client.' I loved it when I went to court and someone I arrested insisted on defending himself. I knew the case would end with a conviction, because the person defending himself didn't know how to conduct a trial, typically knew he was guilty, and was going to try to lie his way to a 'not guilty' verdict.' The guy didn't stand a chance, and the trial usually included some comic relief."

Just then, the judge called the first case. As providence would have it, the defendant was a man charged with drunk driving. He insisted on defending himself. The judge spent several minutes trying to explain to the man that the evidence against him was significant but he insisted upon serving as his own attorney. The judge gave the man a pre-trial hearing date, all-the-while shaking her head.

"Like I said, Matthew any man who tries to defend himself in court has a fool for a client. The same is true for any person who stands before Almighty God on the Day of Judgment and tries to argue his own case. He has a fool for a client. God will find him guilty. And God will sentence Him to eternity in hell for breaking His Law."

We sat together and listened to several cases. "I'm really nervous." said Matthew.

"Good." I said, putting my arm around his shoulder. The look on his face told me he wasn't expecting that answer.

Now, it was Matthew's turn to stand before the judge.

The judge explained to Matthew the charges against him. Matthew was quick to enter a guilty plea. Before accepting the plea, the judge tried to explain the consequences for such a plea. Seeing that I had been sitting with Matthew, the bailiff motioned to me to come to his desk.

"Are you this kid's friend or family member?" The bailiff asked.

"No. I'm a retired deputy sheriff and I now serve as a chaplain. I just met him a couple of hours ago. I'm just here to try to provide him with a little moral support."

"Oh. Well, he's in way over his head. Do you think you can help him understand what he's looking at?"

"Sure. Any idea what the D.A. is offering him if he takes a plea?"

"No. But I can find out."

"Okay."

"Why don't you take him out into the hallway and have a talk with him."

"Sure."

The judge called a recess. Matthew and I left the courtroom and sat on a bench, in the hallway. I explained to Matthew the D.A.'s offer. I also explained to him that if he plead guilty to the open charge, that would expose him to possible jail time stemming from a probation violation on another case.

Matthew said he understood the consequences for entering a guilty plea and was ready to face the judge, although he was hoping for leniency. I helped him fill out the paperwork indicating that he was waiving his right to have an attorney present, as he entered his plea.

Matthew was about halfway through the document when he sat the pen down on the bench. He looked at the paper for several moments.

"Are you having second thoughts?" I asked.

Matthew lifted his head, looked at me, and then stared at the exit of the courthouse. I knew what he was thinking. I have seen the look on the faces of many people when I worked patrol. It was the special look people got right before they tried to make a run for it. The look on Matthew's face brought back memories--some good, and some bad.

"You know," he began, "I could take off, right now. I can run right out that door."

"Yes, you could. But you won't"

"I don't know. It's very tempting. See." Matthew got off the bench and took a few steps toward the door. "See. It would be so easy."

"You're not going to run."

"Why not?"

"Because you know in your conscience that you will never be free. You may be out of jail, for a little while, but you won't be free. You will constantly look over your shoulder. You will flinch every time you hear a siren or see the red and blue lights of a patrol car.

"Sit Down." I think he recognized by my tone of voice that I wasn't asking.

Matthew sat down on the bench and continued filling out the paperwork.

"You know, Matthew, the same is true for you, spiritually. Your conscience is at work. You know the truth. You've heard it all of your life. And somewhere inside of you, you know that you will never be free of your sin until you repent and receive Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior."

"I know."

We finished the paperwork and re-entered the courtroom. As we took our seats, a young lady, not much older than Matthew, was being sentenced to more than 90 days in jail. Matthew looked at me several times with a very concerned look on his face.

I put my arm around him, patted him on the back, and said, "It's going to be okay. You're doing the right thing."

The judge called Matthew's case. He plead guilty to the open charge and did not contest the probation violation charge. The judge sentenced him to thirteen days of community service, a fine, and an extension of his probation. Matthew had his day in court. To his surprise, he was going home.

We left the courtroom and made our way to the clerk's office so Matthew could pick up his community service paperwork. As we waited for Matthew's name to be called, we continued our conversation about the state of his soul. I learned that there were two sins in particular that Matthew was not ready to give up--one criminal, both immoral.

"Matthew, you do understand, don't you, that you are willing to spend eternity in hell so you can indulge your flesh--so you can continue to wallow in the sin you love more than life itself."

"That is what I'm doing, isn't it?"

"Yep."

Matthew stared at me for a few moments, and then gave me a rather odd look. It was as if he was looking at me, and then suddenly saw someone else.

"What?"

"Are you for real?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you walked up to me. We talked. You put me on the phone, and I had that conversation. And then you spend three hours with me in court."

I chuckled and held out my arm so Matthew could touch it. "Yes, Matthew. I'm flesh and blood just like you. I'm a sinner just like you."

"You've been so nice to me. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Look. I may never see you again. I hope I do but I might not. I just care about you and I don't want you to spend eternity in hell. There's nothing I can do about that. All I can do is tell you the truth and hope that the Lord leads you to repentance and faith."

Once Matthew saw the court clerk, we left the courtroom and walked to my car. I gave Matthew my book and some other resources, along with my business card.

"If you have any questions, give me a call. I hope to see you in heaven someday."

"Thank you."

We shook hands. Matthew walked away with books, CD's, and his skateboard in hand. I got into my car and drove home. I thanked and praised God the entire drive home. And I prayed that God would draw Matthew to repentance and faith.

Before we parted company, Matthew promised to listen to the second hour of today's show with his mother. The plan was that after listening to the show with her, he would tell his mother everything about why he was in court and about the conversations he had. I hope he kept his word.

Please pray for Matthew. Pray that the Lord will save him.

It was a remarkable day of fishing--all for the glory of God.

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