Sending Sons To Israel

A Jewish businessman in Chicago sent his son to Israel for a year to absorb the culture and upon his return, he said, "Papa, I had a great time in Israel, and by the way, I converted to Christianity."

"Oy Vey," said the father, "What have I done?" So he took his problem to his best friend. 

"Ike," he said, "I sent my son to Israel, and he came home a Christian. What can I do?"

"Funny you should ask," said Ike. "I, too, sent my son to Israel, and he also came home a Christian. Perhaps we should go see the Rabbi."

"Funny you should ask," said the Rabbi. "I too sent my son to Israel, and he also came home a Christian. What is happening to our young people?" 

Then they prayed, telling God about their sons, and asking Him what to do when suddenly, a voice came booming from the Heavens!

"Funny you should ask," said the voice. "I, too, sent my Son to Israel... "

Wait And See

A missionary reports that one native resisted baptism, stating, "I will wait and see just what this means in their lives." 

After many watchful weeks, the native said, "I too want to be baptized; I have watched those persons who were baptized, and it has made a difference.  I want Jesus to do for me what he has done for them."

Put On The Lord Jesus Christ

I was weeping in the most bitter contrition of my heart, when I heard the voice of children from a neighboring house chanting, "take up and read; take up and read." 

I could not remember ever having heard the like, so checking the torrent of my tears, I arose, interpreting it to be no other than a command from God to open the book and read the first chapter I should find. 

Eagerly then I returned to the place where I had laid the volume of the apostle. I seized, opened, and in silence read that section on which my eyes first fell: "Not in revelry and drunkenness, not in licentiousness and lewdness, not is strife and envy; but put on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for the flesh, to fulfill its lusts." 

No further would I read, nor did I need to. For instantly at the end of this sentence, it seemed as if a light of serenity infused into my heart and all the darkness of doubt vanished away.  

Augustine of Hippo

November 13, 354 – August 28, 430 

Changed Whiskey Into Furniture

An alcoholic became a believer. He was asked how he could possibly believe all the nonsense in the Bible about miracles.

"You don't believe that Jesus changed the water into wine do you?"

"I sure do, because in our house Jesus changed the whiskey into furniture."

Ray Stedman, Authentic Christianity, p. 36