Great Sermon! How wonderful to hear my granddad's voice calling out many years after his death. How humble he would feel to know that what he began on earth is still growing even after his death. He had such a genuine concern for the souls of man. I remember going to the creek with my granddad where all the drunks would hang out. Granddad would set up on the bank amongst the drunks while us kids played in the creek. He would gently and humbly witness to them without standing on a pedestal but would sit down right in the dirt with the drunks and befriend them. He always offered to take them home but first they had to pour out their alcohol. Many a time we would leave the creek with a bunch of drunks in the back of his old chevy truck. Instead of liqour bottles they now had a tract in their hands from granddad.
He would take them safely home. That impressed my young mind but I did not know what a special man my granddad was until later years as I look back on those times. I do not know of too many Christians that would get down in the dirt with a bunch of drunks to befriend them with genuine concern for their souls. My Granddad was the real deal. He walked the life he preached about. He was a man of great character and conviction--A man touched and changed by God.