He was the tough guy in my trucking days. His language would fry paint off a Mack truck. His stories about his exploits were quite unbelievable and probably were a figment of his imagination. Keeping up a hard exterior and getting a laugh from his peers seemed to be what kept him going.
However, a number of times I caught him alone. Those were the times I told him of Christ and how He died for our sins. This individual stayed silent and contemplative as I spoke. This would continue until some other worker came along and he would have to return to his Rambo role.
I don’t know if anything sank in, but I do know he was my responsibility. He wouldn’t listen to anyone else about spiritual things. We have a responsibility in our circle of influence.
But if the watchman sees the sword coming and does not blow the trumpet, and the people are not warned, and the sword comes and takes any person from among them, he is taken away in his iniquity; but his blood I will require at the watchman’s hand.’
Do you have someone like that in your world? Let him or her know truth because you could be the only one.
Give it some thought.
Gary