We had just flown into Salt Lake City Airport, and were on a city bus on our way to pick up a motorhome for our family vacation. A man got on the bus and struck up a conversation with us.
He asked where we were from; he was originally from a neighboring state. He counted our children 1-2-3-4-5-6-7 and said, “Wow, How do you do it?” I replied by pointing upward, “With HIS help!” This broke the ice and he started to talk about the Lord.
I thought to myself, this is someone I should give a witnessing CD to. He started doing sign language with our nine-year-old daughter and she was signing back to him the song, “Yes Jesus Loves Me.” I went to my backpack and dug out a witnessing CD.
As I'm sitting there holding the CD in my hand, he is telling my daughter how he is trying to learn sign language. He turns to me and sees what I am holding and says, “That's good, I have one of those.” I say “Really?” In my mind I'm thinking he must think this is something else.
Then he says, “I think I might have it with me.” He opens his duffle bag and pulls out a witnessing CD. Needless to say, I am quite shocked. We're 2,000 miles from home and we meet someone who has already been given a CD? He had been given it by a friend he had served with in the Navy, named Tom. His name was Anthony.
God bless,
Philip