The Ticket

In my fathers book, “Life’s Not Fair but God is Good,” he tells the following story:

I shall never forget the airplane ride when I occupied a seat next to Bear Bryant. He was a great football coach. He approached me on the plane and introduced himself. I invited him to sit down. I said, “It’s always nice to meet another good Christian”
He responded, “Well, I don’t know if I’m a good Christian.” I smoke and I drink.”
I said, “Any other reason why you’re not a Christian?”
Well,” he said, I’m not sure I believe everything in the Bible.”
I said, “Oh? Any other reasons?”
Yes. I’ve never had the feeling. I understand if you become a Christian, you’re supposed to have a big feeling; I’ve never had the feeling.”
I said, “I don’t know if there’s a heaven; I don’t know if there’s a hell; I don’t know what’s beyond this life, except one thing: a lot of people are gone ahead of me. They know a lot more about it than I do. And number one is Jesus,” I said, “If you died tonight, would you be afraid of the darkness out there? Would you be afraid to die?”
He said, “Yes, I think so.”
I looked him in the eye. He looked as though he desperately wanted something and Someone he could believe in. I said, “Well, let me give you your ticket to heaven, whatever heaven is and wherever it is. Jesus believed in it, and I think He knew something I don’t know. Let me give you a ticket to heaven.”
He said, “Can you do that?”
Sure.” Then I wrote a Bible verse, the words of Jesus, “And the one who comes to me I will by no means cast out” (John 6:37). Then I printed the words: “I accept that today.” I drew a line, and said, “Sign your name.”
He said in his gravelly voice, “I don’t know if I should sign that.”
I said, “I don’t know if I can be sure this plane is gonna land, either! Coach, that’s what you call faith.”
He looked at me and said, “I’ll sign it!”
I’ll never forget watching him fold up that piece of paper. Then he reached into his pocket and he got out his worn leather billfold, held together with rubber bands. He took the rubber bands off and he put the Bible verse with his signature in the billfold. And he said, “O.K., this will be my ticket to heaven.”
I told the story one Sunday, many months later. It aired on a Sunday morning across America. The next day, Coach Bear Bryant died suddenly. I was very happy to know that he had his ticket to heaven”  (pp. 270, 271)

This story inspired me to print “Tickets to Heaven” and start passing them out. I started this campaign back in 2000. For the next 8 years I distributed nearly a million “tickets.” 

People would ask for 1000 at a time and we would give them away. When I left the Cathedral in 2008 I assumed that they would continue to offer this beautiful simple evangelistic tool. I was wrong. 
 
As time went by I forgot about it. Then, a few weeks ago, I ran across an old stack of “Tickets to Heaven.” Wow!! I was so excited to see these that I decided that I needed to resurrect this great campaign. 
 
So I had a new design created and have printed 1000 of them. I wish I could do more but that is all I can afford right now. 
 

Click the image above to see front and back (reduced from actual size)


If you would like some just let me know. I’ll send them to you. If you can include a gift of any size, it will allow me to print and ship more in the future to keep the campaign alive. 

I hope that God uses this tool to bring millions more to the simplicity of his gospel and love. 

God Loves you and I do too. 

Pastor Robert

robert@schullerministries.org