Dr. Caner was born in Sweden and was a Moslem. He went to Brooklyn for a while. He was all over the place. He's married to a southern gal, and his son is a cowboy. He's going to be a hero when he's in front of the barn.

Acts 16, which is in Bibles that not everyone has brought, will be addressed. On Paul and Silas' second missionary journey, they found an fortune teller. As she fondled snakeskins, she learned the future. Unfortunately for her business, she didn't have infomercials. But that's irrelevant right now.

She screamed at them!

She said that they were messengers from God. For some reason, Paul didn't appreciate her yelling. They ended up getting thrown in jail somehow.

They could have complained. But instead there was an earthquake. They praised God! It is easier to praise God when things are good. Anybody could do it, even my pet sea monkey Sheldon. Would God give someone a Pinto? Maybe. They're notoriously explosive -- at least the old ones. But what about in the bad times? A true Christian praises God in the bad times as well.

Dr. Caner was a Moslem. Big shot dude, too. He tried to win Christians over to Islam. But even in Islamic doctrine, good Moslems can die and go to hell. It's a rule based system. Good stuff is weighed against bad stuff, and if you come out ahead you're a'ight.

That's kinda scary.

Dr. Caner was in the states once. He had some friends, but a lot of people stayed away from him because of his accent, and general alien nature.

One of his friends, Jerry Packett, thought it was ok that he didn't speak English too well. But he was a good strong Christian. He invited Dr. Caner to church. To a revival, even. He came a cynical, sarcastic man -- much like myself, though his was due to a misunderstanding of Christians, while mine is because I do understand them.

Somehow (God moving), Dr. Caner was touched, and was saved. He ran up to it, even before the leader did the "invitational".

His wife say's "y'all".

She became a different person when they got married. He doesn't care that she puts crap on his walls though. He loves her.

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