Today at the jail service my ministry colleague – Z.B. – was really on. He ministered to an 18-year-old young man who said he was feeling oppressed.
Z.B., who spent several years in prison about 15 years ago, was sensitive and ministered to this young fellow while about 12 other guys looked on. The 18-year-old said he had accepted Jesus as his Lord and Savior, but also was clear that he didn’t want anyone praying for him. I think he was mostly scared, to be honest.
Z.B. said, and I agreed with him, “My friend, God is giving you another chance today.”
Z.B. asked the young man if he could lay his hands on his shoulder and pray for him. The fellow said, “I’d rather you not.” Z.B. said, “That’s cool.”
I don’t know how long God’s patience holds out for people. It’s tempting to think, “Patience. God will be very patience with this guy. Come on. He’s just 18. God will give him lots and lots of chances.”
I hope so. I really hope so, but I don’t know that. What I do know is that today is the day of salvation. The Gospel was preached today, and the message was heard.
I know that God is loving and kind and patient. I know that God is not willing that any should perish. He wants everyone to come to him in faith. So I pray for this 18-year-old man. I pray that this stay in jail will be his wake up call. He has a deep, melodious voice, and I told him so. I also told him that I felt God was working through Z.B.