Saul strode down the dusty road toward Damascus. The scorching desert sun made him sweat. But he was hot inside, too. Saul was full of burning hate. His men hurried to keep up. Saul hated Christians. He planned to capture as many of the Damascus Christians as he could find.
Suddenly a dazzling light flashed around Saul. Saul and his men fell to the ground. He couldn’t see! The light had blinded him. Then he heard a voice.
“Saul! Saul! Why are you hurting Me?”
“Who are You, Lord?” Saul whispered.
“I am Jesus, the one you are trying to hurt,” Jesus answered. “Get up now, and go into the city. Someone there will tell you what you must do.”
Saul’s men had heard a voice, but they hadn’t understood the words. They wondered what had happened. Saul stood up. He looked around, but he couldn’t see a thing! He was blind! His men finally took his hand and led him to the city.
Ananias, a man of God and one of the Christians, lived in Damascus. “Ananias!” the Lord said to him in a vision.
“Here I am, Lord,” Ananias answered.
“Go to Straight Street,” the Lord said, “and find Judas’s house. Ask for a man named Saul. He is there now, praying. I have told Saul that a man named Ananias will come to him. Lay hands on him, and pray for him. Then he will be able to see again.”
Ananias was afraid. “But, Lord!” he protested, “many people have told me about this man Saul and the terrible things he does to Christians.”
“Go!” the Lord insisted. “I have chosen Saul for an important work. I have chosen him to be My messenger.”
Ananias obeyed. He walked to Straight Street and found Saul. “Brother Saul,” Ananias said, “the Lord Jesus sent me. He sent me so that you can see again and be filled with the Holy Spirit.” As Ananias put his hands on Saul, Saul could see again!
Saul was completely changed. Once he had hated Christians, and now he was one! And Saul was so glad that Jesus had changed his heart. He would spend the rest of his life telling others about Jesus.