Let me introduce you to Sam and Teli
(Teli…That’s the way a guy from Nottingham pronounces Terry)
I first met Sam and Terry coming across a Budapest park in the late dusk of Saturday evening. Terry was laughin’ as they walked briskly through the leaves. Teli (Terry) had on a fish shaped, multi-colored “Jesus” logo ballcap and under his open jacket a slogan bearing t-shirt, “Body Piercing Saved My Life.”
I stopped them, “Are you Christian’s,” I asked. Terry answered right away, “Yep, we sure are, are ye?” I’m sure glad that I could answer in the affirmative or he would have been immediately launched into, “The Four Spirtual Laws.”
We need more Teli’s and Sam’s, there just aren’t enough of them. Matter of fact, when was it that any stranger ever attempted to share the gospel with you (or you with them)? In my experience of sixty plus years and much of it lived in the Bible belt, I have had less than three occasions (outside of the church walls) when anyone attempted to reach me with the Gospel.
This was my first encounter with 67 year old Terry and his friend Sam (I figure him for a fifty something) from Alabama, a blues guitar player that has spent most of his adult life traveling and doing evangelism in a host of different countries. As both he and I, came from the same cultural and theological roots I understood him from head to toe. I think that we were brothers separated at birth.
Tatooed up and down his arms Terry was a British military man and prize fighter. With a tough Popeye exterior, he has a heart as soft as putty. I immediately loved them both and learned so much from them about loving Jesus and others in His name. You’d do yourself a favor just to meet them. I’m not the same.
You should hear Sam express the love of God.