A Unique Opportunity

Today I had a good conversation about my faith in an interesting place - the shower. A guy named Spanky (like the Little Rascals character) is a member of a white separatist gang and a real loud mouth in the dorm. He has often made passing remarks toward me about Christianity or who I am, and I usually just blow them off or give a short chuckle in response.

Lately he's been asking me more and more about my background and attitudes, and has been surprised at how innocent I seem. I have never used drugs or been drunk, but I told him those things don't necessarily make me a good person. After all, I am in prison; I obviously slipped up. Everyone has done wrong somehow, sometime.

When I got into the shower today, Spanky was in the stall next to me. He started talking about growing up in the church and asked me about my own faith. I told him a bit more, and he said he had seriously tried to be a Christian but kept falling back into his old ways. In response, I told him that if he is seriously wanting to try again that he should pray and ask God for help; he can't do it alone.

About twenty minutes later Spanky came to me while I was reading and said thanks for talking with him. I told him that if he had any other questions to come and ask and I was up for talking anytime. I don't know how things will turn out, but I pray that a relationship would build between us, and between him and God.