As many of you know, I delight in collecting the flyers of church organisations and sharing them with you here on my blog. In recent months it has become clear to me that the churches of my home suburb are overflowing, and that the demand for salvation is far outstripping supply. My mailbox has been bereft of interesting brochures that promise me personal redemption, or a glimpse into the future.
How much more special, therefore, it was to find this example. Folded into a compact square, with the corners literally chewed off, it called to me from a crack into which it had been wedged on the outside of one of my client’s offices. Powerful Preachings. Special Music. How glad I am that this fell into my hands instead of those of another, who might actually have gone to hear the powerful testimonies.
Besides, as I understood it, testifying is usually the last thing a drug addict or gangster is expected to do.
I have been very blessed, and you have been very kind.
