Jun 12, 2016
Showering with Two Boys at a Church Conference
When I was sixteen years old, I was selected to join 500 Nazarene teenagers from around the world in Fiesch, Switzerland for our International Institute.
It was like Nazarene summer camp, with daily sermons, Bible studies, jump quizzes, and seminars on soul-winning, except we had afternoons and one full day off for field trips and sightseeing We could go out on our own, as long as we:
1. Didn't try to make friends with the locals.
2. Didn't set foot in any Catholic church.
3. Were back by 7:00 pm.
But every good Nazarene knows how to bend the rules.
"I'm sure the rules don't apply if we're going to save souls," my friend Annette, a delegate from Idaho, exclaimed. "We're in a country full of Catholic and Reformed Church sinners. Wouldn't it be great if we could plant the seeds of a mighty revival and win Switzerland for the Lord?"
Overbrimming with "Faith in God can move a mighty mountain" and "If you ask anything in My Name, that will I do," we decided to go soulwinning in the Belly of the Beast, the most evil, depraved site imaginable, a Catholic church!
The full story is on Tales of West Hollywood