The guy who could use the force to open his drapes got that way reading about UFOs, if I remember correctly. When I heard that story, I thought, "Cool!" -Source: Public Talk
On a variation of Winston Smith's story, a group of elders approached the owners of a stadium to rent it for a DC. When the time came they found a large Satanic banner for an upcoming rock concert. The owners refused to take it down. Well, along came a thunderstorm and "ripped the banner in two." -Source: Circuit Assembly
A sister in Japan was preaching alone and came upon a bar known as a hang out for a motorcycle gang. Bravely, she went inside, and the response was so great that she didn't have enough literature to place. So, one ofthe gang members offered her a ride on the back of his motorcycle to the local branch office to get more books and magazines. When the branch office was unable to help, the motorcycle guy slammed his fist down and demanded they give the lady some decent customer service, much to the amusement of the Jainseville Assembly Hall. Of course, most of the gang became Witnesses in short order. -Source: Circuit Assembly
In another incredibly foreign country, a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far, away, once upon a time, Brother FakeName witnessed to the local prison population. Sure enough, the biggest, meanest, nastiest prisoner on death row became a die-hard JW. Special permission was given by the warden to baptize him. Well, he apologized to the guards for his former behaviour, but the sentence was never commuted. The Brother FakeName accompanied the prisoner to his hanging, and as the trap door fell away, the prisoner whispered, "Jehovah, help." BUT... the guard closest to him heard what he REALLY said, "Jehovah, help Brother FakeName." Aww. -Source: Circuit Assembly
EDIT: Blondie, you are so awesome for finding that Rwanda story! Once again you've demostrated your reputation.