I’m looking for Deep Roots, a book produced on the 100th anniversary of the Association of Gospel Rescue Missions.
Missions are dear to my heart. Preached my first sermon at age 15 at the Duluth rescue mission. Only one man still present when I finished. He was drunk asleep. Worked three years at the St. Paul Union Gospel Mission during school years. Got my diploma from Bethel Seminary; got my education at the Mission.
John Ashmen, current President of the Association of Gospel Rescue Missions (AGRM) stopped by for lunch not long ago. Maybe you saw the Facebook picture. John has been a friend since he was a 15-year-old playing sax at Camp Haluwasa in New Jersey.
So many good Mission memories. The best is the night I bought a pack of cigarettes in Jesus’s name for a man and didn’t require him to get saved first. You don’t believe in that? You would if you were cold and living with your girlfriend on cardboard under the viaduct and hadn’t had a smoke for two days.
If you can find me a copy of Deep Roots, I’ll be grateful. First time Amazon let me down. Glad to pay for it.
Old Grandpa Lloyd