Raven knew she wasn’t hurt like some of these people. Yeah, not hurt on the outside, but inside…, wow. I’m the walking wounded for sure. I can’t just sit here and watch, maybe I’ll help these two. Raven watched Ted and Rita through the hectic morning as she helped in her little ways. This isn’t what I expected. These two don’t act like the church people I know. They seem to care in a genuine way. I have to find it, the answer to what I’m feeling. Finally, she stopped the young woman.
With dark pleading eyes she asked. “Please…, tell me about your Jesus?”
The woman sat down next to Raven on the crowded bench. “I’m Rita. What’s your name?”
“I’m Rav…, Mary.”
“Hi Mary. How ’bout we read what the Bible says ’bout Jesus?”
Mary could only nod.
Neither lady knew it but the ragged tired women on either side were listening as was the young man shivering under his blanket a few feet away.
“Here it is,” Rita continued, “John 3:16. For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotton Son, that whosoever believeth in Him, should not perish but have everlasting life.”
Raven shook her head. “How can God love me?”
Rita paused. “I was lost in my sin. Almost took my life. Look, I was on drugs, alcohol, you name it, whatever the dare was. I asked the same question Mary. Now I’ve accepted Jesus into my life. I believe the Bible when it says God loves me, Rita, even though I was all of that. Now as a Christian I can see how God always loved me.”
Mary nodded. “Yes. I’ve watched you. I can plainly see that.”
“Here Mary. Romans 3:23. For all have sinned and come short of the Glory of God.”
Mary suddenly gripped Rita’ arm. “Yes, yes. That’s me. What do I do?”
Softly Rita answered. “Mary, you do what I did. You accept Jesus as your Savior. Let me explain.” She read Romans 6:23.
Mary ached inside. My whole life is miserable. This is what I need. Mary couldn’t find her words, only nodded for Rita to continue.
Rita added Acts 16:30&31. Rita paused now and in a soft tone asked. “Mary? Would you like to accept Jesus?”
Mary could only nod.
Rita continued. “Why don’t I pray and you repeat after me. Dear Lord, I know I am a sinner.”
Mary whispered the words, her voice a choke of emotion.
Rita continued. “I believe in you Jesus. Forgive me of my sin.”
Mary wept as she repeated the words. A blend of years of sorrow mixed with a strong surge of relief. A moment passed. Years of sin melted away as she straightened herself and smiled her first smile of freedom as a new Christian. “Yes!” Mary shook with the force on her voice. “Yes. This is it.”
Rita, her eyes full of tears acknowledged the change. “Oh Mary, here is what Jesus has promised to you. Let me read it here in 1 John 5:10-13.”
The older lady behind Rita nudged her then. As Rita turned toward her, the lady shook with sobs of sadness. “Me too. I need your Jesus.”
Together, they repeated the same prayer and not one but two lost souls found Christ. With a shout of relief and happiness, the lady on the other side of Rita jumped up and shouted. “Me too. I did it. I prayed with you.” She couldn’t sit still. She hugged Rita and Mary. I’m a Christian now too. I can feel it.”
Rita couldn’t believe what was happening. I haven’t seen anything like this before. What’s going on here? I feel like God is right here next to me. Then she looked over at the young man directly opposite from her. An icy stare of hate looked her way.