This picture is of a young man named Raymond. He came to the office to deliver pizza and I asked him where he would spend eternity when he died. His reply? "I'll go straight to HELL". I was able to share a couple of minutes but he was in a rush to make his next delivery. I told him it would be a shame to go to a Christless eternity on account of a pizza. Before he left I took him to Eugene's office and introduced them to each other. We asked to pray for him, he obliged, and then Eugene had the presence of mind to tell him to call him later for more
information-if he was interested. Sure enough, he called and during the conversation pulled his car off the side of the road and accepted Christ. He came by the office yesterday and told us how excited his mom was when he told her that he had gotten saved. We all prayed together and he wiped tears from his eyes. It was awesome and you could truly see a difference in his countenance. He met the whole staff and Missy and our baby boy as well.
Pray for him!!
How many pizzas have been delivered to you in the last few years?
Are you willing to share Christ with the people Jesus places in your life every day?  Do you understand that you are accountable to reach out to everyone God enables you to meet?
Are your hands bloody with neglect? Ezekiel 33.
 
Eugene and I leave for a suburb of Houston tomorrow for a pre crusade meeting and then he goes on to Louisiana for more preliminary work. I will preach Sunday morning and would appreciate your prayers.
 
The Delivery Man
Jay