My favorite proselytizing story was when one day, sitting on campus, minding my own business, a guy approached me and said he was doing a survey. Then he asked me about my childhood and Easter. So I talked about Easter egg hunts, etc. Finally I realized he wanted to know about my church experience, not the Easter bunny stuff. I burst out laughing because I thought it was a dishonest and stupid evangelism technique. So he then thought I was high on dope because it appeared to him that I was laughing about nothing . . .

So he lost his opportunity to explain the gospel to me. And he DID have opportunity because I was more or less his captive audience, and would have listened to his spiel, just because I knew I didn't know the gospel and was open to hearing an explanation.

Well, several years later, God somehow personally showed me the gospel, by revealing Biblical truth to me in a spontaneous spiritual event totally apart from the preaching of man. The preaching aspect took place when I re-started church a few weeks later, voluntarily. By that time, I really had had no desire to become a Christian.

You just never know, fren . . .

For my awakening schedule, first I understood about Christ, later I understood there are false churches, and last of all, I understood about political fakery.