1965, the year that changed my life
1. At school I had been witnessing to David Jones, and I also witnessed to David Doyle, who was in my class.
The progress I had made with Jones was considerable: at the start of the year, or at least a little later when Chris visited him, he still regarded me as “Vermin”.[more] Then I had managed to talk to him, although I failed to convince him about the faith I professed.[more] But by June, Pam was able to write to me: “Glad to hear you’re getting somewhere with Jones. He may get saved yet.”[more]
2. Before the Christmas holidays I witnessed to both Jones and Doyle and tried to get them individually to accept Christ as their Saviour. I think Doyle responded favourably, though I can’t remember if he came to our church at this stage and put his hand up in an appeal; and although Jones didn’t respond so decisively, I had a positive impression about him, an idea that he was getting “close”.
Here end my notes on 1965, the year that changed my life.
Saturday 1st January 1966
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