If you were rich and didn't know Jesus and you had 24 hours to live, who would you rather spend your last 24 hours with; the rich man who you knew didn't know Jesus but had everything you could want to enjoy those last moments, or the poor man who you talked about daily as you drove past him as he walked along the road reading his bible and speaking to the the Lord ("That Jesus Freak")?
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