Will You Go With Me To A House of Prostitution?

A stranger knocked on the door of a pastor.

The stranger asked, "Will you go with me to a house of prostitution?"

Pastor followed the stranger into a seamy, red-light district and met a dying teenager prostitute.

The dying girl told the pastor: "I knew you would come and pray with me, for I'm going to die. The girls here don't believe I'm going to die, but I know I am."

As the pastor shared God's Word and knelt to pray by the dying girl, the other girls knelt too, sobbing.

The dying prostitute girl cried, "Wonderful! The Good Shepherd has found me and He's holding me close to His heart."

The teenage prostitute finally died.

Years later, in another city, a woman came to the pastor and asked, "Don't you recognize me? I'm that stranger who told you of Mary's passing away. But there's something else I wanted to tell you. That morning when the Good Shepherd brought Mary in on one shoulder, I came in on the other."

"Rejoice with me, for I have found my sheep which was lost!" (Luke 15:6)