Somebody's Daughter
One day while a friend and I were ministering to a prostitute, by buying her dinner in a Chineserestaurant, I opened my mouth and this came out :"People Do Not Want To Hear About Jesus-They Want To Meet Him ".I left that day hoping that through our kindness the young lady had met Jesus.
Two weeks later she showed up with her friends at a church that I was attending. They all acceptedChrist as their Lord and Savior.It turns out that she was working as a stripper to support herselfand friends. They ate out of a local grocery store's dumpster. The food we had bought for her andthe twenty dollars we had given, restored their hope, faith and gave them the courage to believe thatthey could change.
She was 19. She was somebody's daughter. She met Jesus.
Micheal Y. Pipes