In His Own Words
“On Sunday evening July 3, 1960, as a young man of 23 I found myself at Yonge Street and Dundas Square in Toronto. There, a small group of men and women gathered for an open-air gospel meeting. I stood off to the side listening to the various men speak. Toward the end of the meeting a rather large crowd gathered and began to make fun by insulting the preachers. Never having had much of a religious upbringing, I rather enjoyed the sport. At that point the Lord seemed to speak to me. “Well, what side are you on?” I knew the answer: I belonged to that group of hecklers. I wasn’t saying anything audibly, but my heart was far from God.
I went home without speaking to anyone. At 2:00 a.m. I couldn’t sleep; I got down on my knees and found I couldn’t pray. I stayed there for some time and then a verse I heard somewhere came to memory:”Father, forgive them for they know not what they do” (Luke 23:34). Immediately, I realized that it was my sins that nailed Him to the cross; then and there a sinner met the Savior and was saved for eternity.”
