As a mother of young children, I don’t often have the freedom to be on the streets evangelizing. This can be discouraging, but I’ve seen the Lord providentially open doors even in my current activities.
July 24, 2018
As they wheeled my dad through the operating room doors, I broke down crying. I knew he wasn’t saved. He was in his late 90s and I had spent most of my life sharing the gospel with him. As a little kid, I left gospel tracts in his shoes in the morning. As he got ready for work, I would hide around the corner and watch, as my dad would throw the tracts in the trash.
As I got older, I would talk to him about Jesus. I would try to convince him that Jesus would give him a better life. I would tell him that I wanted him in Heaven with me. He would say things like, “I’ve got a great life,” and “I’m a good enough person.” He didn’t think he needed Jesus. It wasn’t always easy to talk to my dad about God. He was my best friend and a hero to me and I never wanted to offend him or put our relationship on the line. But I was desperate. He was my dad and he was going to Hell.
By God’s grace my dad made it out of surgery alive…but I knew he didn’t have long. I started looking for other ways to share the gospel with him…that is when I came across “Hell’s Best Kept Secret” by Ray Comfort. I had never heard the gospel presented in such a way! I listened to every sermon of Ray’s I could get my hands on. I finally sat down to write a letter to my dad based off Ray’s teachings. I went through the law and the gospel just as Ray and the Bible teach. I folded up the letter, put it in an envelope, and handed it to my dad…who was on his deathbed.
I went home not sure what to think. My wife, a prayer warrior, never gave up hope. She would encourage me when I was discouraged. Finally, the phone rang…it was my dad. He wanted me to come to the hospital so that he could talk to me about something. As I sat next to him at his deathbed, he said, “I want Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior, and all the powers of Heaven, and God to forgive me. I declare this in the presence of you, my wonderful son, Dean.”
I told Dad, “That’s all I ever wanted to hear!” — Dean Crenshaw
Charles Crenshaw, Dean’s dad, passed away shortly after. By God’s grace and Dean’s faithful witness, he is now spending eternity with our Lord and Savior. Dean went on to complete the Living Waters Ambassadors’ Academy and now leads a team in street evangelism at a subway station in Los Angeles. He took over his dad’s piano business and uses the warehouse to store Living Waters tracts and videos.
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