But he was so sincere. And there’s a certain time in the Moslem religion when they celebrate what’s called Ramadan, where they do not eat food during the day. They fast during the entire daylight hour, and they only eat at night. And they make certain sacrifices in their lives. And he was very sincere.
And he and I struck up a relationship and a friendship because we were roommates. I never, ever criticized him. I never jumped on him. I asked him to explain a lot of things because I was curious. But his sincerity, even though he was wrong, deeply touched me.
And he will never know it, but he had a part in leading me to Christ because I saw his sincerity and I thought because of the many bad things that I had seen among Christians in my life, I had been so turned off as a young boy because of whose son I was. I was so turned off because of all the criticism that came against my father. I had been so turned off by what the church said about my father, and I was turned off by what the media had said about my father that I had said, “I will never darken the door of a church again as long as I live.”
Then I saw the sincerity of this Moslem, whom I became friends with. And he’ll never know it—I assume he’s back in Jetta, Saudi Arabia today. We’re the same age. He was studying to be a petrochemical engineer there at KU. He’ll never know, because I’ve not seen him since, that he had a part in leading me to Christ because I saw his sincerity and I saw that you could serve God with sincerity and not have this judgmental critical attitude, which at that time the church was filled with.