“Father, make of me a crisis man. Bring those I contact to decision. Let me not be a milepost on a single road;
make me a fork
, that men must turn one way or another on facing Christ in me.” - Jim Elliot

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Today, I Overheard That
It Did Make A Difference

She was with her husband and son. I was browsing at the Christian bookstore. But I had the privilege to overhear their conversation.
She said: What version do you want?
He said: King James Version.
She said: Here it is in the giant print.
He said: How much is it?
She said: Do you know... I didn't even have to buy my first Bible. There was a gal I work with who bought me a really nice Bible and I didn't even believe yet. And she bought me two other books. I bet she spent a lot of money on me... and I didn't even believe yet. Can you believe that?

Have you ever given someone a Bible? Or a book? And wondered later... did it make a difference?

Let me tell you... today, I overheard that it did make a difference. A life-changing difference.

"His master replied, 'Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Come and share your master's happiness!'" Matthew 25:21


elaine @ peace for the journey said...

Why I love the Gideons so very much--they're always casting the Word of God into the laps of humanity. I just talked with a police officer in the past week who told me that every motel room in our county has a Bible placed there by the Gideons.

And yes, I've given away several versions of the Bible, along with several books I found to be very meaningful along the way. God's Word never returns void, and while it might sit dusty on a shelf for a season, even its sitting there is a witness to its strength.

Hope your Christmas Day was merry. Glad to have it all behind me today.


holycamp09 said...

I've given out alot of Bibles and only rarely get a response back to how it changed their life. About 25 years ago I was taking a Bible to my cousin who was in jail at the time and had a wreck. I wasn't able to deliver the Bible and mailed it to him. He never acknowledged that he received the Bible and got angry that I "preached" to him.

He spent most of his adult life in and out of jail and now suffers from he affects of the lifestyle he lived during that time. We are not close in the way that we speak often and stay in touch, yet he calls me first when there is a trial in his life and I go to him.

I stood with him at the death of his grandchild and he cried and told me that I was the only that ever truly loved him.

He came to church one day about 5 years ago and sat next to my dad. Daddy asked him where he got his Bible. It was the one that I had sent him...he got...kept it and used it.

His Word will not return void!


Anonymous said...

Holycamp09's story has me in tears..what a wonderful one..not the perfect story... but Faith that he had the Lord in his heart all along...
I always leave here full...

Laura said...

I got on line today to send an email to our daughter, who is in ministry in Russia this year, about a Christmas card we had just received from one of her closest friends from high school. Her friend, Alyssa just got married this summer to a young man we have never met, but who is a strong Christian. In the card, Alyssa thanked us for giving her, her first Bible, seven years ago! And her dear husband took the time to write that, though he had never met us, he wanted to tell us that we had made an impression on Alyssa years ago, and were "largely part of why Alyssa now understands what Christmas is really about and for that I thank you." Before I sent that email to may daughter, I "happened" on your blog! God is so good when allows us to see that our actions do make a difference in others' lives! Thanks for your blog today!

Tammy said...

I had a bible that was one of my favorites and held all my notes etc. One day God gave me a gentle whisper that I needed to give it to a dear friend. I protested. I was like I can buy her a new one...this is one is special...It has my notes...God persisted for a week. I finally packed it up with a note explaining it to her. I don't know how God is using it in her life, but I am glad now that I did it. I have since bought a new bible and marked it with notes and I smile as I do.


Anonymous said...

I heard a powerful message of God's pursuit of a young man. He made a deal with a pastor that if God wanted him, God would put a Bible in his hands by weeks end. He and his wife missed a plane that week and had to stay over night in a small town. They embraced the time and had a dinner out and then wandered in and out of shops. In one antique store a little woman stood at the counter and watched him in a way that made him a little uneasy. His wife found something small and he went to pay. She touched his hand and said something like "I have been asking God for years who I should give this Bible to. He never answered me until tonight". She reached under the counter and handed him a Bible. A Bible that, through tears, this man lifted high to show.

I have given away Bible's and may never know the difference, but hearing this story was a reminder of how God can use us in the most simple way. Thanks for sharing.