Salvation

When I was 17 years old, I worked at an Assisted Living Center. There was a Native American woman who cooked nights there. We would talk about various subjects after I completed my duties.

She would tell me about some of her beliefs, and I would tell her about mine. One night she asked me, "How can I be saved?"

I nearly fell over; then quietly led her to Jesus in that kitchen at work. Her grandchildren started coming with me to church sometimes.

Native Americans always had a special place in my heart. It's like God gave her and I a little kiss from heaven in that place that night. The angels were rejoicing in heaven.

The Lord only knows what can happen in a night at work.