For a couple days our groups had a bus driver named Franklin. He had been mostly driving for other church groups in other parts of town. One night after coming back to Baxter from dinner, that other group was there. When they saw Franklin they ran to him, smothering him with hugs. Then next thing we know we hear he's going to get baptized. We all walked to the baptistry and found out that he had made his decision a few days earlier. He had driven a group to a Catholic church that they were touring, but he didn't want to go inside. A group member saw this and started talking to him. He didn't want to go in because he didn't feel right with God. The group member shared the Gospel with him and explained the Bible and how God can make us right with Him. The group didn't see him much after that day because he started driving for us. So that's why the other group was so excited to see him. It was an amazing story. Franklin cried after he was baptized and I couldn't stop smiling. The biggest smile I've had on my face in a long time. It was so neat to be there to witness it and hear his story.
By the way, the baptistry didn't get filled up enough so that's why Franklin's sitting down.
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