One day I was walking to the train station.
When I passed a certain house, I had a strong feeling I should knock on the door, and talk about the LORD Jesus.
I kept walking - but the feeling persisted.
A hundred metres or so up the road, I turned around and went back.
I knocked on the door. A man opened.
I explained about the feeling I had when walking past his house.
"Well you sure picked a good time," he said, "I was just sitting down, thinking about all the world's religions, and I said to myself, 'I wonder which one is the right one' ".
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