So swamped today that I didn't have a chance to share the gospel until 11:00 p.m. this evening. I realized that I was out of half-n-half, which I "half" to have for my coffee in the morning, so I ran up to one of my favorite fishing holes, the 24 hour Super Walmart! On my way out, I offered an Obama Million Dollar Bill tract to Molly, the cashier. She looked at very suspiciously and wouldn't take it. I encouraged it to take it as a free gift and assured her that it wouldn't bite her or get her in trouble, since there's no such thing as a million dollars. She finally accepted it, but we had attracted the attention of the other cashiers that were standing around along with some other shoppers. I passed more bills out to everyone else (since I always try to keep myself loaded with seeds to be sown when the opportunity presents itself). I told everyone to be sure to read the million dollar question on the back, because they can't take a million dollars with them.
As I started to leave, I noticed another cashier, Casia, who hadn't received one. I just happened to have one left. I also had the optical illusion tract, which is a really fun one to use. She loved it. Even though she guessed wrong (gotta see the tract), I gave her a million dollar consolation prize. I then shared with her that both of them were gospel tracts. I asked her if she knew what her eternal destiny would be if she were to die tonight. Oh yeah, she said, heaven! I asked how she knew for sure. Because you've just got to do right, she answered. Well, because I care about her destiny, I broke the bad news to her--she can't be good enough to get there. Only God can get her there based on what He's already done for her. Really, she said. That's right, I told her. I encouraged her to read the tracts at her next break, because they explained the good news that she can know her destiny based on what God's already done for her and because nothing's more important than her eternal destiny.
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