The Horrible Incident at Stripes
SOMETHING HORRIBLE happened at our local Stripes convenience store: I gave the Gospel to three teens.
One of the teens went home and told his mom that I said he was going to Hell. This is something I rarely say, and I didn’t say to these teens. 99.9% of the time I ask this question: “If you died today, would you go to Heaven or Hell?”
Here is a similar conversation I had with a gaggle of giggling girls a few years back:
Well, the mom got mad and posted my name on Facebook saying that I told her son that he was going to Hell, among other untrue things. Locals in our small town read the post and made all sorts of false accusations against me. Here’s a sample:
“He told me the same thing, too.”
“He doesn’t like gays.”
“He hangs out at the high school three or four times a week and evangelizes.”
“He scolded me for wearing my cheerleader outfit, saying that men will lust after me.”