What’s in a Tract? Jeffery’s Story posted by John Sorensen on Feb 18, 2019
It’s unthinkable. It’s February 1975, in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. You leave a Gospel tract with a young gas station attendant you come across while you’re filling your tank. He takes the tract, shoves you, gives you an earful and while you’re stammering for words, he walks away.
Now if you are someone who likes to hand out tracts Gospel tracts you’ve probably never had an experience quite like that, but you’ve still wondered if the people that you give these tracts to actually read them or toss them. In fact, some people will argue that Gospel tracts simply don’t work.
But let’s get back to the young gas station attendant. His name is Mr. Towne and 40 years later – he’s trying to find you – the person who gave him the Gospel tract.