A Many prizes are given out at Superbowls just before the meeting begins in hopes of getting the audience familiar with Word of Life.
Her name was Melissa. I met her during one of my ministry weekends last fall. To be quite honest, I don’t even remem ber what team number I was on! What I do remember was one conversation that made the whole quarter worthwhile... I was in Rhode Island somewhere, at my first Superbowl. I was attempting to put pizza onto plates. That’s when I met her. Melissa worked at Pizza Hut and she stayed at the bowling alley to help out. Talking helped to pass the time. She didn’t have a religion, I was looking to introduce her to Jesus. The pizza was gone and it was time for her to leave. I waited by the door with her for her ride. Before she stepped out of my presence she heard the plan of salvation. Her ride came and she left. I think about her often. I don’t think about how drenched I was in smoke, or the hard time I had keeping my eyes open for the fact of being up all night. I think about how Melissa stepped out of my life and into a dark eternity. I wonder if she takes time to think of me and the hope that was offered. I also wonder how many people there are out there like Melissa. Maybe one of these days you’ll talk to my friend Melissa, and she’ll understand.... -An encounter at a WOL Superbowl by Tricia Nolt.
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