I just got back from one of the darkest, most evil places I ever been as a saved man: The 12 Hours of Sebring!
If you know anything about me, then you’re aware of my love affair with auto racing. I don’t care much for boats, or bikes, or other types of racing as much as I do NASCAR. Every single racing event I attend starts out with a prayer, to God, in reverence and worship of Jesus, the Christ.
Today, I rolled the dice on a new mission field, the American Le Mans Series which I assumed would host a similar crown to the Daytona 300 or 500 races, right? I could not have been more off. I quickly realized Sebring Raceway was not the ideal place to preach, pass out bibles or Christian tracts…
I praise God my daughters and wife were not present at the track, where pure evil reigned over purity. God spoke to me while at the track, and He revealed a plan by which His voice will be heard next year, and His word will continue to resonate loudly thereafter, for His glory.
Tune-in again from time to time to find out more about this divinely appointed endeavor.
P.S. I did manage to snap a few PG photos, enjoy! ;)