Our town was packed. The streets were so crowded you could hardly walk. I saw a family walking down the street. The dad looked like a big man in his 40's, about 6' 3".
He was covered with tattoos from his shoulders to his chin. He had his daughter with him. She looked about 12 years old. I thought Oh me, he'll probably punch my lights out, but I'm going to give him a tract anyway.
I said, "Can I give you a booklet?" He looked at it and said, "Oh, that's a Chick tract!" He smiled, and continued, "A Chick tract led me to the Lord several years ago. I'm a Christian now because of Chick tracts. I was a drug addict and a bad one." He then showed me his arms, which were all scarred from all of the drugs he had taken. He said he had been a drug addict for most of his life, but he had been saved and clean now for 4 years.
It was a Chick tract called "This Was Your Life" that someone he did not even know had given to him. He said he just kept reading it over and over and over again. His whole family had been saved on that one tract.
His wife spoke up saying, "We love Chick tracts, do you have any more?" I gave them all I had with me and asked if I could pray for them. So, right there in the middle of the crowded street, we huddled together and prayed. He said, "Thank you brother, our family needed that prayer today."