Blast from the Past: E-vangie Tales #62–A Drop in the Bucket

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I have posted 2,464 articles since this blog’s inception. As a regular feature at the beginning of the week, I will re-post “Classic” Stone the Preacher articles so you can catch up. I can almost guarantee that you’ve never read any of these. This one was originally written before I started this blog, in August of 2005.

Just one word. Maybe two. A whole sentence with the word “Jesus” in it. Friendly reminders. Tell the whole gospel: How one has sinned. Christ died, was buried and rose again. God will use what you say…

“Hi Yolanda! Guess what?” I asked perkily.

With feigned excitement the Rite-Aid clerk answered, “Jesus loves me.”

“And why’s that?”

In staccato, she replied with great bemusement, “Because he died for all of us.” I could almost see her eyes role.

Every time I see Yolanda I tell her the same thing; it’s almost a game. She expects it. I speak, she mocks. The truth ignored, still she hears. Someday though, someday…

Drip.

Glenn bugged me. Greasy long hair, large-framed glasses and a big black Bible that he’d thump while I worked at Vons on the frozen foods aisle in ’78 or ’79, the tail-end of the Jesus Movement. He insisted that I turn my life over to Christ. I mocked. Undeterred, he persisted.

Drip.

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