Children | Evangelism | Love | Prayer | Salvation

Perhaps a strange title, but I knew such a father whose love was comparable to that of a loving mother. I was gifted in having both a mother and a father with equal love for me. It was my father’s love and tears that brought me to Jesus Christ. As a boy, I was an asthmatic and throughout this period I was also a back-sliding young Christian. Yet, my father always prayed for me to return to the Lord. There were many times I experienced asthma attacks where I would stay up all night wheezing. Even though I was dead tired, I could not fall asleep due to the terrible asthma attacks. My father was a New York City taxicab driver. He would leave for work at 3:00 a.m. each day. From my room I would hear him pray before he began his workday. In the silence of the early morning, I could hear the words he would…

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