My One Name

Here's my name: Billy

I see this guy sitting next to me at the coffee shop, right? He looks like a cop-out(I admit it). He has his hair gelled and a Bible on his lap that is lit-up like Fort Know with Highlighters. This is going to be the guy I witness too for my challenge.

He just got out of his 2nd stint in rehab, is currently jobless, homeless, and planless. I am sure at this point that he is too fried(or possessed) to take any real advice or help. He is big on "claiming things in Jesus' Name". Very Charismatic, very confused. When he stopped talking about all the things he "claimed" and all that Jesus would do for him because he told Him to do so, I cut through the fat and asked him about his salvation. He claimed that the way to salvation can only be found in Romans 10:9- no works, no baptism. As far as he says, he "sounds"saved.

I did as much as I feel I could. He says he is saved. I seem to believe that he is not or he is just really that fried from the Meth. Either way, he needs your prayers. He is one of those you'll probably never cross again, so pray for him.