One December morning, I was sitting just outside a grocery store in Astor, Florida.
A young girl got out of a car with her parents. As they walked past me, I asked the child if she had her own copy of God’s Word, and she said, “No.” I asked her father if I could give her one. He agreed, and the little girl entered the store reading the New Testament. She exited about 20 minutes later still engrossed in reading it.
A few hours later, I was about to leave when a car drove up and came sliding to a stop. The driver was blowing the horn and yelling for me not to leave.
The young girl and her father came running over to my van, and the father asked me, “Where can I get my daughter baptized?”
Startled, I asked, “Why?”
He replied, “You gave her that little Bible about four hours ago, and she has not put it down since you gave it to her. She turned to the back of it and read how to become a Christian, and asked Jesus into her heart. She is insisting that she needs to be baptized, and we are not from this area. I don’t know how to contact a church here.”
You bet I told him how to contact a church.
Submitted by a Gideon Edited by The Gideons International
By The Gideons International on March 12, 2013