God’s Timing is Perfect

I came to Christ at a Passover dinner when I was 18 years old. The Passover dinner was part of a fellowship meeting led by a man in his 50s named Don. Don had a very troubled past. He was an alcoholic.  He and his wife would frequently fight over Don’s abuse of alcohol. One night when he was severely depressed, he decided to kill himself by driving his car onto some railroad tracks in ...