The was the quietest, politest bar I’ve ever been in. There was about 12 souls inside. It was the Lord that provided this very quiet atmosphere. Even the two men getting ready to put coins into the jukebox, politely waited until I was done sharing the Gospel with the patrons.
As I was sharing with them, a couple of the men sitting at the end of the bar counter, kept nodding their head (indicating in agreement with the message.) Others seemed to care less. One gal sitting at the bar, was particularly interested in what I had to say. All of them were then given a Gospel tract. Only one lady rejected a tract.
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