All I Can Offer You in Jesus

By Cheryle M. Touchton
The Pocket Full of Quarters Lady


In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. John 14:2 KJV

Daddy and Bill at Graduation

Picture a full head of hair with long dark perfect ringlets that fall into place regardless of what you do with it. What if you didn’t need perms, color, or combs? What if you just woke up with perfect hair every day? That is what grows on my nephew Bill Milligan’s head. When he allowed it to grow naturally, everywhere we went, girls his age reached out and touched it. He’d grin and the conversation would begin. What could any young man enjoy more? 

Imagine my surprise when Bill decided to grow dreadlocks. To grow dreadlocks, you have to take strands of hair and tease them upward towards the roots until they mat together into individual locks. It takes months to grow and requires much attention. It isn’t that I mind dreadlocks. I actually find them interesting. It is just that if I had his hair, I would never touch it.

What I did not know about dreadlocks is how useful they would be for evangelism. Apparently, dreadlocks are common among certain cultures where many need to know the Savior. Bill has been traveling with me for a week and those dreadlocks have been drawing people to us.

“Hey man,” two Bonnaroo concert attendees said to Bill. “You got drugs?”

Bill smiled warmly. “No brother, but I can offer you a free mansion in heaven.”

“What about cocaine? You got any?”

“All I can offer you is Jesus,” Bill said. “Romans says that all have sinned and fallen short. The wages of sin is death. The gift of God is eternal life. All who call on the name of Jesus as Lord will be saved. Take a look at this prayer and let’s pray it together.”

Bill leaned close, showed them the written salvation prayer, and those young men confessed their sin, their belief in Jesus, and invited Jesus into their lives.

I saw it all. I even took a picture. Bill gave them tracts and when they walked away, Bill stood stunned. When he saw me, he walked over excitedly.

“I can’t believe it,” he said, with shaking hands. “I didn’t think they would pray. I thought they wouldn’t want to hear it. I didn’t expect them to pray but they did.”

“I know,” I said. “I saw it all. I even took a picture.” I showed him the picture.

“That feeling you are having is the Holy Spirit,” I explained. “It is the most wonderful feeling in the world. He flowed through you and into them. It is an anointing. You’ve got it.”

Before the night was over, Bill had led 13 people to Jesus.

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