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"Yes, I'm sure He did too," he said. "I'll tell you why I wanted you to come. A few weeks<br />

ago there were two strange men in my church for prayer meeting. I had not seen them before. <strong>The</strong>y<br />

sat in the back and stayed until after the service closed. When everyone else was gone, they were<br />

still there. On the way out I spoke to them and asked if there was anything I could do for them.<br />

"One of the men spoke up and said, 'My name is Jim. I'm a businessman here in town and<br />

this is my friend, Rabbi Reuben. Rabbi has been asking me questions that I cannot answer. So I<br />

brought him to you. I thought surely you would have the answer.'<br />

"I said 'And what is it you want to know?'<br />

"<strong>The</strong> rabbi said, 'I want that same experience that Paul had on the road to Damascus. How<br />

can I get it?'<br />

"Well, of course, I was quite thrilled by this question and I said to the rabbi, 'O I can<br />

answer your question all right, but I know a lady who is Jewish who has had this experience. I<br />

think she could answer your question better and more to your satisfaction than I can. I'll write her a<br />

letter and I know she'll come.<br />

"So," he said to me, "I wrote you to come."<br />

"Well, thank God," I said, "that's why I'm here, then. I didn't know a thing about it."<br />

We could do nothing then. We would have to wait until Monday.<br />

"Can you stay over?" Rev. Allen asked me.<br />

God.<br />

"I can't very well afford not to stay over," I answered. <strong>For</strong> I knew this was the hand of<br />

Monday morning, then, Mrs. Brown, Rev. Allen, and I drove to the city where he pastored.<br />

We went right to the synagogue and met the rabbi. He was a very gracious, humble man.<br />

He said, "Yes, I must talk to you, but I cannot take the time to do it now, because I'm<br />

teaching some boys how to become Bar Mitzvah. [When a Jewish boy reaches the age of thirteen<br />

he goes through the ritual of Bar Mitzvah, which makes him a man in the synagogue. Literally, he's<br />

a "son of good deeds."] I'm being paid to do this and I do not feel it's honest to take the time from<br />

these boys to talk to you now. Can you stay till tonight? I must talk to you."<br />

"Yes, I can stay until tonight. Where shall we meet you?"<br />

"Let me come wherever you say."<br />

Rev Allen suggested, "How about coming to our church? <strong>The</strong>re will be just my<br />

sister-in-law, Mrs. Hanley, you and I."

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