Yesterday after school some high school kids from another school (different uniform) skated by my classroom. I went out in a happy tone to talk to them about the gospel. One was a Christian and the other wasn’t. I had a good opportunity to use some tracts and then take them through the good test and then explain the gospel.
In the middle of all this the weirdest thing happened – a mob of tiny flies swarmed all over the young man. It would have to be at least 50-100 flies. He did a good job listening to me but was obviously distracted as he tried to swat them all away. I don’t normally consider things in a ‘super spiritual’ way, but I couldn’t help but see the enemy attempting to stop this encounter.
Anyway, we got though our discussion and yes – I pointed him toward and eternal perspective: “None of us know how long we have here and there is nothing more important than knowing where you will go when you die.”