We received a nice email a few weeks ago in response to the “X” newsletter we ran. In that newsletter, I related a witnessing conversation I had with a man who was tattooed up. I thought I knew where the conversation would go, but instead, it took an unexpected turn. Here’s a link to that newsletter, in case you want to check it out:
When Stephanie wrote in, she shared a similar experience that she had when she was new to witnessing:
I witnessed to someone about 20 years ago that I was 100 percent wrong about also.
He had Satanic tattoos covering his whole body. We were at a river, so his body was showing.
That kind of person really used to be scary to me. But he had a precious little four- or five-year-old girl with him. At that moment, it was more about the little girl than about him. So, I worked up the nerve to witness to him. No joke, it took me about ten minutes.
We started talking about eternity. He ended up having been recently saved. He had gone to two funerals. I think that the last was an uncle where the gospel was soundly preached.
He showed me his last tattoo that he obtained before that funeral. It was of him with a gun blowing the brains out of his head.
Mark, he was soundly saved. He had soaked in so much Bible in the few short months he had been saved. He was loving the Lord. He was also loving people by sharing the gospel with them.
It was a lesson to me in three things:
1. Things are not always as they look.
2. The man with a tattoo of himself blowing his brains out was a screaming attempt at finding help. He found it at that funeral, thankfully.
3. I could not let the fear of man or Satanic stuff stop me from sharing Jesus.
It was a momentous conversation that happened not too long after I was saved, which ended up being a lifetime lesson.
God is so good! Praising the Lord!
We all have those moments where we wonder how to approach someone, especially someone who might seem intimidating. But what will we do when those moments arrive?
Stephanie knew what she needed to do. She wrestled with it for ten minutes, but she knew the only real option was to stand for Jesus. She is thankful that Satan did not win that battle, and surely the man was too. You know that encounter must have encouraged the daylights out of him, especially since he was a new Christian!
The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?
Until the Nets are Full,
P.S. How about another opinion? It is very easy to be deceived unless you are doing some research to find the truth.