tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36022715.post-36539018194825166742008-03-15T11:34:00.000-07:002008-03-15T11:37:42.543-07:00Being A WitnessBillie Hanks Jr. tells this story in his book Everyday Evangelism (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Zondervan</span>, 1983, Grand Rapids):<br /><br />The young woman seated at my right at a wedding rehearsal dinner in Phoenix, Arizona, was a UCLA dental hygiene student. About halfway through the meal, she quietly whispered to me, "You know there is something very peculiar about the people at this table."<br /><br />I looked around and saw that except for this young lady, all the people at our table were good friends of mine. Everyone at the table was a dedicated follower of Jesus Christ. I knew nothing about her faith. I said to her, "I believe I know what is so peculiar about everyone at this table, but its a secret.''<br /><br />She said to me, ''I have got to know. What makes these people so different?''<br /><br />I replied, ''Well, I can tell you, but I can only do it in private, whenever we have the time to talk.''<br /><br />At the end of the meal, the lady insisted that they go outside where they could talk alone. Billie Hanks then had the opportunity to share the Gospel with her privately.<br /><br />My next few posts will be about the Christian duty of being a witness of Jesus Christ.David Frank Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814827222926431754noreply@blogger.com