The Law brings conviction to a Christian lesbian.

Looking up the street I saw 2 teenaged girls and a teen guy near the trash can. I remembered that a few minutes earlier they had passed Dayna and I as we were speaking to someone.

"Let's go up and see if they'll talk to us!" I said. We hurried to catch up to them.

"Hey, how are you guys? Did you get one of these?" We asked. They took the tracts and looked a bit bored. "Where are you going when you die?"

They started reading as the guy, Austin started made faces and poked fun at the subject.

I talked to the girls and they were pretty open. One of the girls claimed to be a Christian but didn't know how to get to Heaven. Austin continued to be obnoxious. Then he took a phone call. As he did another girl joined the group.

"Austin this is way more important than that call." I told him.

"No, it's not." he said. Dayna confirmed that this would be the most important thing he ever heard.

The girls and I continued to talk but before we could present the good news, Austin grabbed them and began dragging them away.

"Hey! I'm not finished yet." I yelled.

A bit frustrated, Dayna and I stopped and prayed for them. We walked back toward the booth as it was getting darker.

About an hour later they stood in front of me. The one who claimed to be a Christian was missing but in her place was the girl who had just walked up before they were swept away. I noticed that the two girls were holding hands. Austin was physically pushing her at me. I looked at him and asked, "What do you need? I thought you didn't want to talk to us?"

Austin was quiet but looked at her as she said, "I want to know how to get to Heaven." You know, I heard a pastor talk one time about how evangelists used to just preach the Law for weeks without giving the Good News of Christ. He said that after several weeks people would come unbidden down the aisles begging to be saved. The Holy Spirit had been convicting this girl.

She introduced herself as Ricki and we began to talk. As we went through the Law Ricki was honest and then saw herself as guilty before God. "But I'm saved." she said very quietly.

I gave her the Good News of Jesus's payment for her. I told her that God was looking for her to repent-leave her sin behind-and put all of her trust in Jesus Christ.

She was very quiet and said nothing. Austin said, "Tell her."

"Tell me what?" I said. I refused to take the bait.

Austin said, "Will she go to Hell because she's a lesbian?"

"Ricki you don't go to Hell because you are a lesbian-you go to Hell for sinning against God and refusing to bow your knee to Him."

"But I'm saved." she said again.

"Look, are you willing to repent-or turn away from your sin Ricki?" I asked.

"No." Ricki said.

"Would you trade your soul for this?" I clarified.

"Yes, I would." she said.

"You are not saved Ricki. I am not trying to be harsh, but I don't want you to go through your life believing a lie! Just because you said a little prayer doesn't mean you got your 'get out of Hell free' card! If you continue to go the way you are going you will one day wake up in Hell!"

The girl she was holding hands with continued to text with one hand as she had during the conversation. Austin and Ricki just stood still.

I gave them a Good Person tract. "Ricki, you are not ready for this. I hope and pray one day you will be, before your soul is lost for good. Have a good evening." I walked away, leaving them standing in the street.

Asleep at the wheel.

As I handed the Million Dollar Bill to the man I told him my name. He said his name was Carl. We talked for a bit and then I asked him if he knew where he would spend eternity when he died. He hesitated a moment and told me he hoped to go to Heaven.

I began to take him through the Law and he answered each question honestly. Realizing that he was destined for Hell he became concerned. He related that he used to be a long-distance truck driver until he'd had an accident. After a long day of driving he had called in to let the dispatcher know he would be taking a break to sleep. The dispatcher complained and told him that the load he was hauling had a strict deadline. Against his better judgment Carl continued to drive. Soon he fell asleep behind the wheel of his truck. He crashed into a mobile home where five people were asleep. Besides being horribly scared, one of them, an elderly lady, received a very bad injury to her leg.

I am not sure why Carl brought that up at that moment but it seemed to be lingering on his mind as something unresolved. I asked Carl to think with me for a moment about an earthly courtroom. I posed this question: If he were to be taken there because he was guilty of manslaughter would it be a possibility that he could go home if he gave a nice enough apology? Carl adamantly told me no.

"Well, if the judge passed sentence and gave you a million dollar fine or life in prison can you pay the fine?"

"No way."

"Looks like you'll be spending the rest of your life in prison..oh, wait! Someone you don't even know is coming into the courtroom with a million dollar check! The judge tells him to bring it forward. The judge examines it and says the court will accept it on your behalf...and then he looks at you , Carl. He wants a decision. Are you willing to allow this payment on your behalf?"

"Yes, I will."

"Did you leave that courtroom because of a great apology or because justice was satisfied?"

"Justice was satisfied."

"Carl, 2,000 years ago Jesus came to pay for you. This payment was something you couldn't make-God knew that and He made provision long ago for you."

Carl listened and even took a CD of Hells Best Kept Secret.

Our conscience never sleeps.

Be Faithful...God is at work!

Friday night while I was trying to pass out tracts in the rain a man hurried past me who looked very familiar. I yelled, "Hey, I know you!" and he yelled back, "I know you, too!" and smiled. When he was out of sight I remembered who he was...the very first person who ever came to our booth! hmmm....I had wondered many times what happened to him!

The night went on and I had some great conversations. It was a difficult night for everyone. I think about every one of the group came and independently said something to the effect of, "..I had a really bad day and I found myself wanting to stay home-but I knew I should be here!" I readily agreed with each statement as I truly felt the same way that day!

There was a booth located across the street from us. It was sponsored by a church group. The group was made up of very nice people but very loud. They spoke from a huge sound system, and in between these times they blasted Christian music. Honestly, it was so loud we could not hear to have a conversation! I found myself a bit discouraged! It was a living picture of the world today. With their music and mime show they were able to draw a decent crowd of people, many of whom were clapping and dancing to the music. At the same time, we found it difficult to hear for the blaring music and 'feel-good' message. The female pastor kept saying things like, "In 20 minutes we will have a presentation of the 'sweet Gospel' ". The Gospel never was proclaimed there, just music and mimes. Oh yeah, and a loud prayer for healing anyone within earshot. As I stood up the street from the scene, I looked back to see smiling and clapping and dancing from their listeners. Across the street at our booth I saw faithful servants, willing to come out on this night, having trouble getting anyone to even take a tract. I kept praying, 'we must be faithful!'

Time went on and I went back to the booth and up walked Troy! I hadn't readily recognized him because of his new beard. I could not hear him but he pointed to a stack of Million Dollar Bills and was asking if he could have them. I handed them to him and yelled, "Your name is Troy, isn't it?" He said, "Yeah, sorry but I forgot your name!" I told him it was Jennifer. He came around into the booth and gave me a hug and smiled broadly. Away he walked into the night...

I dont' know Troy's heart, only God does. But I knew that God was showing me to set my face like a flint and be faithful. No matter what message the world has to offer, we are called to proclaim the true Gospel of Jesus Christ. Dennis told me later that 19 of us were out that night! I am so thankful for each of you.

2Ti 4:2-5 ...preach the Word, be instant in season and out of season, reprove, rebuke, exhort with all long-suffering and doctrine. For a time will be when they will not endure sound doctrine, but they will heap up teachers to themselves according to their own lusts, tickling the ear. And they will turn away their ears from the truth and will be turned to myths. But you watch in all things, endure afflictions, do the work of an evangelist, fully carry out your ministry.

Tiki Carver

Thanks to all who came out Friday night.
There were at least 19 evangelists who came out to proclaim the True Gospel of Jesus Christ.
Amazing? Not really as your hearts are with Him and His command. It was great to see many of the current WOTM class there and sharing their faith albeit with a little fear – yet the Holy Spirit was there with them! We hope to hear more great stories so please share and we will post here.

Mine is about the “All paths lead to a higher place” person (Mike) in the next space to us selling tiki carvings. He is an advocate of Gandhi, reincarnation and Shirley Maclain. The sad part is how he said religion was “shoved at him” in his youth at a Methodist church and that was when he started on his own journey. He was all bent out of shape at the Catholic church, Crusades, Constantine, Nicene Council…..

As I spoke to him about the irrelevance of this 1600 year old stuff and that he needs to be concerned about HIS eternal destiny, the more he zigzagged back to how we are all reincarnated and we all go back to when God formed man and we are all like Him therefore we are god. I explained that what he was saying not only is wrong but blasphemous, her shrugged it off and said that Christianity is narrow minded. This I did agree with and let him know that Jesus is the Narrow Gate and not everyone will enter. The discussion went on for another few minutes and we departed on good terms. I then prayed for Mike.
Unfortunately he is traveling on a well-traversed road and it will lead to Hell. The Good News is that there is the Good News – so for a little while there is time for Mike to realize he is wrong. Pray for Mike.
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Of course, God knows what we need to hear and through a devotional I received this morning from Greg Laurie:

So why do it? Because I am a man under orders. I have a Commander-in-Chief called Jesus. He has commanded me to go into all the world and preach the gospel.

As I have often said, it is not the Great Suggestion; it is the Great Commission. And I am not the only one who is called to do this. You are called to do this as well.

It isn't really an option for me to say, "I won't share my faith. I won't preach the gospel. I won't tell others about Jesus." For me not to do this, for me not to make an effort to reach others with the gospel can be sin, because there are sins of commission and omission.

The sin of commission is doing what you should not do, while the sin of omission is not doing what you ought to do. The Bible tells us, "To him who knows to do good and does not do it, to him it is sin" (Jams 4:17 NKJV).

Let's say that somehow I had discovered the cure for cancer. Would it be wrong for me to keep that secret to myself and never tell anyone? Of course it would.

How much more wrong would it be to keep it a secret if we have the cure, if you will, for eternal damnation?

We have the solution to humanity's problems. We have the way for people to know God. If we only apply that in our own lives and keep it to ourselves and never tell others, then certainly that is falling short of what God would want.

Yet most Christians do not engage in evangelism. I read a survey that said that 95 percent of Christians have never led another person to Christ. I don't know what percentage you fall into, and I don't want to lay a guilt trip on you. In fact, it just may be that you have been involved in more people coming to the Lord than you realize.