I saw an old movie yesterday. It reminded me of some work we did 20 years ago. Jackie Gleason was one of the actors. In 1987 he was interviewed on 60 Minutes and wept as he repeatedly expressed all he wanted in life was to know God; that he did not want to die and go to hell. He cried on tv and my tears streamed while watching him.
I asked Memorial to pray for Jackie Gleason and two days later an article came out in the Tulsa World stating Gleason was hospitalized and then the strangest thing.....it gave the hospital name, address and zip. I wrote Mr. Gleason a letter expressing my ideas about knowing Jesus and sent him one of my books.....registered mail. In a few days the signed green card returned. Ten days later he died.
Three weeks later I received this letter, Dear Mr. Rush. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for your love, for your concern, and your book. Thank you for what you did for our man. The family of Jackie Gleason.
I never knew what we did for their man. I have always believed God clearly orchestrated a most amazing scenario for one bold enough to publically confess he was desperate for God. You cannot imagine the feeling which rushes through me when I see this man's films on television. I cannot imagine what it will be like to be greeted by him one day when all the "dust" is settled!