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Thursday, May 27, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
And Something Like Scales Fell From My Eyes...
John 3:3
Jesus answered and said to him, "Most assuredly, I say to you, unless one is born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God."
Acts 9:1-18
Then Saul, still breathing threats and murder against the disciples of the Lord, went to the high priest and asked letters from him to the synagogues of Damascus, so that if he found any who were of the Way, whether men or women, he might bring them bound to Jerusalem. As he journeyed he came near Damascus, and suddenly a light shone around him from heaven....Now there was a certain disciple at Damascus named Ananias; and to him the Lord said in a vision, "Ananias." Arise and go to the street called Straight, and inquire at the house of Judas for one called Saul of Tarsus, for behold, he is praying. And Ananias went his way and entered the house; and laying his hands on him he said, "Brother Saul, the Lord Jesus, who appeared to you on the road as you came, has sent me that you may receive your sight and be filled with the Holy Spirit." Immediately there fell from his eyes something like scales, and he received his sight at once; and he arose and was baptized.
2 Corinthians 5:17
Any man that is in Christ is a new creation. The old things have passed away, behold all things have become new.
Saul, or Paul as we know him, has a testimony. Paul was a religious zealot. He knew the bible. He kept the commandments. He did all those things that he were required to do, and then some. He went to "church". He memorized the scriptures. He kept the sabbath. He did all the festivals, etc, etc, etc. He was very religious and he had a good reputation with all the other religious people of his day. Paul's zeal and love for his religion makes most of us look like Hitler! But Paul lacked one thing and what he lacked made him an enemy of God (no matter how much scripture he knew. No matter how "good" he was. No matter how many times he went to church, or kept the sabbath, or did the religious "thing". ) What Paul lacked was the only thing which could bring him into a right relationship with the living God. Paul lacked a relationship with Jesus Christ. Paul was religious...God wants a relationship. No one knows for sure how old Paul (Saul) was when he experienced the presence of God in his life (see scriptures above), but one thing is for sure, he didn't waste another day. He lived the rest of his life for the Glory of God! On that day he became a new creation, he was born-again! For me, it happened on the night of March 4, 2004. But before I get to that point, let me briefly (hopefully) explain to you what my life was like before March 4, 2004.
I came from a pretty typical family (Dad, Mom, older brother, older sister, and me). My parents were very loving. They both had good jobs and worked hard for our family. I don't remember us ever lacking in money, food, clothing, etc. We had what we needed and then some. I don't think we were frivolous but we were well off, and more importantly. we were loved.
As far as religion, I grew up in a catholic home. We were faithful in our chruch attendance, confession, confirmation, stations of the cross, etc, etc, etc. We prayed before meals. Read devotions before meals. But in all honesty, God/Jesus meant nothing to me. I was just doing the religious thing. I wasn't trying to deceive anyone, I just thought this is what we were supposed to do. I don't remember our christian faith being a top priority in our home. Outside of church on sunday, and our quick meal prayers/devotions, I don't remember us talking about Jesus as a family. Of course, I may have been so blinded and deceived that I don't even remember it, but I need to write this from my perspective. To me, Jesus was a small part of our weekly life...but He wasn't OUR LIFE...and least not mine.
From time to time I would pray to God but it was only when I needed something (or didn't want to get something I deserved...like in trouble). My main focus in life was basketball, hunting, fishing, and woman. I found "satisfication" in those 4 things and by the time I was an adult and on my own, those things consumed me. I didn't realize it then, but as I was growing up those things never brought me true satisfaction. I would get tired of hunting and look forward to fishing. I would get tired of one girlfriend, so I would find another. I wouldn't work as hard on the basketball court because there was a more important game coming up. It was a continuous cycle, and I didn't even notice it (Proverbs 4:19). What I liked about all those things is that I was very good at them...and most people noticed! I was SOMEONE! My identify, who I was, was found in those things.
I eventually moved away from home, played college basketball, graduated from 2 colleges, and got a teaching job at a small school in northern MN...right on a great muskie fishing lake (how convenient, I loved musky fishing). The bible says God will allow the wicked to be filled with the fruit of their own fancies (Prov. 1:31). Well, I was loving my fill but it never satisfied.
What satisfies you? What do you fill your life with? What do you have to keep doing over and over and over and over and over again to keep you "satisfied"? For me, it was hunting, fishing, basketball, and woman. What about you?
As I continued coaching, teaching, and hunting/fishing I began to feel more and more unhappy. I thought if I switched schools, maybe that would help. It didn't. I thought if I got a new girlfriend, maybe that would help. It didn't. I thought if I bought a new boat, or a new bow, or whatever, maybe that would help. All those things DID help, but only temporary. I remember the last summer I was living on Leech Lake (2003), I would be heading out to fish, but inside I didn't want to go. I was beginning to hate it and I didn't know why, except that it wasn't giving me satisfaction. Ok, that's not completely true. It would bring me satisfaction if I caught a fish but the satisfaction was only temporary. I need to catch another one, or a bigger one. I needed more. There was this uneasiness while fishing, like something wasn't right. I remember one particular fish I caught that summer. It was a 52" muskie, my biggest one. I remember how awesome I felt when I netted it and got it into the boat for a picture. But after I let it go, I remember laying down in my boat crying. I knew no matter how many fish I caught and no matter how big they were, I would NEVER be satisfied. For the first time in my life, I realized I would NEVER be satisfied in ANYTHING. No matter how many girlfriends I had, it wasn't enough. No matter how many deer I shot, no matter how many basketball games my teams one, etc. I would NEVER be satisfied. Don't get me wrong, on the outside everything looked great, but on the inside I was dying (maybe this is speaking to YOU!). I didn't realize it then, but God was bringing me to the lowest of lows. He was beginning to show me my sin, my guilt, and my shame. He was beginning to show me that my life was just vanity and that nothing was going to satisfy me. I began to realize how awful I had treated my girlfriends (all the lies and cheating), how bad I had treated my family, how I wasted my time/energy/money on things that were just vanity. He was bringing me to repentance...which leads to salvation (2 Corinthians 7:10).
Jesus answered and said to him, "Most assuredly, I say to you, unless one is born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God."
Acts 9:1-18
Then Saul, still breathing threats and murder against the disciples of the Lord, went to the high priest and asked letters from him to the synagogues of Damascus, so that if he found any who were of the Way, whether men or women, he might bring them bound to Jerusalem. As he journeyed he came near Damascus, and suddenly a light shone around him from heaven....Now there was a certain disciple at Damascus named Ananias; and to him the Lord said in a vision, "Ananias." Arise and go to the street called Straight, and inquire at the house of Judas for one called Saul of Tarsus, for behold, he is praying. And Ananias went his way and entered the house; and laying his hands on him he said, "Brother Saul, the Lord Jesus, who appeared to you on the road as you came, has sent me that you may receive your sight and be filled with the Holy Spirit." Immediately there fell from his eyes something like scales, and he received his sight at once; and he arose and was baptized.
2 Corinthians 5:17
Any man that is in Christ is a new creation. The old things have passed away, behold all things have become new.
Saul, or Paul as we know him, has a testimony. Paul was a religious zealot. He knew the bible. He kept the commandments. He did all those things that he were required to do, and then some. He went to "church". He memorized the scriptures. He kept the sabbath. He did all the festivals, etc, etc, etc. He was very religious and he had a good reputation with all the other religious people of his day. Paul's zeal and love for his religion makes most of us look like Hitler! But Paul lacked one thing and what he lacked made him an enemy of God (no matter how much scripture he knew. No matter how "good" he was. No matter how many times he went to church, or kept the sabbath, or did the religious "thing". ) What Paul lacked was the only thing which could bring him into a right relationship with the living God. Paul lacked a relationship with Jesus Christ. Paul was religious...God wants a relationship. No one knows for sure how old Paul (Saul) was when he experienced the presence of God in his life (see scriptures above), but one thing is for sure, he didn't waste another day. He lived the rest of his life for the Glory of God! On that day he became a new creation, he was born-again! For me, it happened on the night of March 4, 2004. But before I get to that point, let me briefly (hopefully) explain to you what my life was like before March 4, 2004.
I came from a pretty typical family (Dad, Mom, older brother, older sister, and me). My parents were very loving. They both had good jobs and worked hard for our family. I don't remember us ever lacking in money, food, clothing, etc. We had what we needed and then some. I don't think we were frivolous but we were well off, and more importantly. we were loved.
As far as religion, I grew up in a catholic home. We were faithful in our chruch attendance, confession, confirmation, stations of the cross, etc, etc, etc. We prayed before meals. Read devotions before meals. But in all honesty, God/Jesus meant nothing to me. I was just doing the religious thing. I wasn't trying to deceive anyone, I just thought this is what we were supposed to do. I don't remember our christian faith being a top priority in our home. Outside of church on sunday, and our quick meal prayers/devotions, I don't remember us talking about Jesus as a family. Of course, I may have been so blinded and deceived that I don't even remember it, but I need to write this from my perspective. To me, Jesus was a small part of our weekly life...but He wasn't OUR LIFE...and least not mine.
From time to time I would pray to God but it was only when I needed something (or didn't want to get something I deserved...like in trouble). My main focus in life was basketball, hunting, fishing, and woman. I found "satisfication" in those 4 things and by the time I was an adult and on my own, those things consumed me. I didn't realize it then, but as I was growing up those things never brought me true satisfaction. I would get tired of hunting and look forward to fishing. I would get tired of one girlfriend, so I would find another. I wouldn't work as hard on the basketball court because there was a more important game coming up. It was a continuous cycle, and I didn't even notice it (Proverbs 4:19). What I liked about all those things is that I was very good at them...and most people noticed! I was SOMEONE! My identify, who I was, was found in those things.
I eventually moved away from home, played college basketball, graduated from 2 colleges, and got a teaching job at a small school in northern MN...right on a great muskie fishing lake (how convenient, I loved musky fishing). The bible says God will allow the wicked to be filled with the fruit of their own fancies (Prov. 1:31). Well, I was loving my fill but it never satisfied.
What satisfies you? What do you fill your life with? What do you have to keep doing over and over and over and over and over again to keep you "satisfied"? For me, it was hunting, fishing, basketball, and woman. What about you?
As I continued coaching, teaching, and hunting/fishing I began to feel more and more unhappy. I thought if I switched schools, maybe that would help. It didn't. I thought if I got a new girlfriend, maybe that would help. It didn't. I thought if I bought a new boat, or a new bow, or whatever, maybe that would help. All those things DID help, but only temporary. I remember the last summer I was living on Leech Lake (2003), I would be heading out to fish, but inside I didn't want to go. I was beginning to hate it and I didn't know why, except that it wasn't giving me satisfaction. Ok, that's not completely true. It would bring me satisfaction if I caught a fish but the satisfaction was only temporary. I need to catch another one, or a bigger one. I needed more. There was this uneasiness while fishing, like something wasn't right. I remember one particular fish I caught that summer. It was a 52" muskie, my biggest one. I remember how awesome I felt when I netted it and got it into the boat for a picture. But after I let it go, I remember laying down in my boat crying. I knew no matter how many fish I caught and no matter how big they were, I would NEVER be satisfied. For the first time in my life, I realized I would NEVER be satisfied in ANYTHING. No matter how many girlfriends I had, it wasn't enough. No matter how many deer I shot, no matter how many basketball games my teams one, etc. I would NEVER be satisfied. Don't get me wrong, on the outside everything looked great, but on the inside I was dying (maybe this is speaking to YOU!). I didn't realize it then, but God was bringing me to the lowest of lows. He was beginning to show me my sin, my guilt, and my shame. He was beginning to show me that my life was just vanity and that nothing was going to satisfy me. I began to realize how awful I had treated my girlfriends (all the lies and cheating), how bad I had treated my family, how I wasted my time/energy/money on things that were just vanity. He was bringing me to repentance...which leads to salvation (2 Corinthians 7:10).
Finally in November of 2003, I had a very serious girlfriend. She was the perfect girl for me (or so I thought). I thought for sure we were going to get married, but in the end my selfishness and sin caught up to me. She eventually moved in with me but through the course of our relationship, once again, I wasn't satisfied. I eventually met another girl on one of those online dating things and since my current girlfriend was in my way, I asked her to move out. I ended it just so I could be with this other woman. It wasn't long after that the Lord began to really work on me (though I didn't know it was Him at the time). I began to feel very guilty and very bad about how wicked of a person I had been all my life. This circumstance was nothing new. I had dumped one girl for another a million times. But something WAS different. I felt horrible. I remember crying so hard one night because I hated the person I was. I needed something but I didn't know what I needed.
One evening as this new girlfriend was traveling to see me (she lived about 2 hours away), her car slipped on a patch of ice, went off the road, and got stuck. Her car wouldn't start so she called a tow truck, got her car towed to the nearest town (Grand Rapids, MN), and I picked her up and brought her back to my house. My sin had caught up to me and I was really down about life...it's purpose, meaning, etc. The next day, while laying in bed, I was at the lowest point of my life. It was March 4, 2004. I was so sick and tired of my life. I had no idea what life was about. I didn't know the reason or meaning of life. I was tired of the girlfriends, tired of the lies, tired of trying to be someone special, and tired of life itself. As I laid in bed that morning, I thought to myself, "what am I going to do". You can call me crazy, that's fine, but I heard, WITHOUT A DOUBT, a voice which said "What about God...what about Me?" Again, call me crazy, but I remember the voice literally startling me! I got up, walked into the kitchen and just started talking to this woman about God (which is very weird because I don't think I had even mentioned the word God to anyone in years). We talked for a while about "God", but eventually she changed the topic to about us. She eventually asked me "what do you think about me, how do you feel about me"? Now remember, I was notorious for lying and I had been asked this questions many times. I had the answer memorized...but I didn't use it. I was honest with her... and SHE FLIPPED OUT (not what I expected)! You probably want to know what I said, but it's not necessary. What is necessary is that she FLIPPED OUT...I mean FLIPPED OUT! I thought this woman was going to kill me. She went from normal to CRAZY in a matter of seconds. She started yelling, screaming, and demanding I take her to her car which was in the shop in Grand Rapids, MN...an hour away!! The last thing I wanted to do was drive an hour in my truck with this insane lady! Now I was REALLY confused. For the first time in my life I told the truth to a woman, and she didn't like it. I eventually conceded to drive her to her car (I brought my dog with me to keep me safe). All the while she was freaking out on me. I was scared and confused. When I dropped her off she said some obscenities to me, slammed the door, and walked away. As I was sitting in the parking lot, for the first time in my life I was scared, alone, and very confused. I'll never forget the place I was parked. Nor will I forget the feelings of loneliness, fear, and uncertainty. I had NO IDEA who I was, what life was about, nor did I care if I lived or died. I was numb!!! I didn't want to go back to the cabin because I was so lonely. For some reason I was scared to be alone (which was VERY weird for me because I was known as a loner).
I eventually made the decision to drive back to the cabin. As I was driving through Grand Rapids, I came to a stop light. While I was sitting there, I noticed a sign for a church. Before I knew it, I was driving down the road heading towards the church. I do not consciously remembering turning or even knowing why I wanted to go to the church. I just knew I had to go in that direction. As I started walking to the door of the church, I felt this warm, breeze coming over me. It was early March, very cold out, yet as I walked to the church this definite warm, cleaning breeze came over me.
I walked into the church and almost immediately a person meet me at the door. I asked if they had a prayer room, which they did. As we were walking through the church to the prayer room, I looked up above the alter and saw an image of "Jesus" that I will never forget. It was a catholic church and so they had the crucified "Jesus" on the cross. It was the most graphic statue I had ever seen. His head was hanging down and His body was completely lifeless (and not just because it was a statue)...it was horrific. I saw it and in one second I went from numb to an uncontrollable cry. I couldn't even walk. I asked the lady if I could just sit here and she said yes, and left me. For over 4 hours I sat in the pew, looking at the statue, thinking about the cross of Jesus, and I couldn't stop crying. I was a mess. I kept saying "I'm sorry", "I'm sorry", "I'm sorry"..."I'm sorry".... over and over and again. I eventually fell asleep in the pew, woke up, and talked to a few people who could tell I was struggling. They eventually prayed with me, and I went on my way. I was still feeling very alone, scared, and somewhat numb. In fact, as I was leaving, I don't remember really thinking about what just happened. All I knew is that it was getting late, I was hungry, and I needed to get home.
As I headed back out, I decided to get something to eat at McDonalds. I've done a lot of traveling in my days. I HATE to stop and eat. I've ALWAYS gone through the drive thru...always...I would order and eat on the go. For some reason this time was different. I went through the drive thru but then stopped to eat in the parking lot. It was just me and my dog. It was about 8:30pm, on March 4, 2004. I turned off my truck.
Let me digress here from a moment. The truck I was driving had been in my family since 1991/92. I don't remember it ever having any problems, and esp. since I owned it. It always started. Until this point, I was unaware of any mechanical problems but as I went to start the truck, nothing happened. It just cranked but would not turn over. It would crank and crank but wouldn't start. So here I was, lost and confused, scared, and in a city I knew nothing about. I was emotionally drained from my 4 hours of crying over the crucifixion, and now my truck wouldn't start. I saw a Super 8 motel down the road. So I kept my dog in the truck while I walked down the road. I remember it being VERY COLD out. When I got to the Super 8, I asked if they allowed dogs, which they did, so I got a room for the night while my truck was towed to the nearest service center. I got into my room, took a shower, and laid down on my bed. I remember sitting there, once again, being numb about life. Not really wanting to live (though I had no intentions of ending my life...I just didn't see thepoint of life).
As I was laying there, I looked over on the dresser and saw a bible sitting on top of the dresser (now that's "weird", the Gideon's bibles are ALWAYS in the dresser not on top). I leaned over, picked it up, and opened it randomly. The first scripture I read was Isaiah 1:16-17: Wash yourself, make yourself clean. Stop doing the evil things I see you do. Stop doing wrong. Learn to do good.
Remeber Paul's experience...and suddenly a light shone around him from heaven (Acts 9:3)...I can't explain it any other way.
Words cannot explain what happened to me at that moment. I could try to explain the full impact of those words, but human words will always fall short. I'll let God's words say what happened:...you may receive your sight and be filled with the Holy Spirit...Immediately there fell from his eyes something like scales, and he received his sight at once...(Acts 9:17-18)...One thing I know: that though I was blind, now I see. (John 9:25)....Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new. (2 Corinthians 5:17)
At that moment, I saw all my sin, all my shame, and all my guilt. I saw the purpose of Jesus. I knew He died for me. I knew I could trust Him NO MATTER WHAT. I knew He loved me and died for me. I knew the bible was real, no matter how skeptical I was before. I know this words fall short, but it's the best I can do. If you are a born-again Christian, you know what I am talking about. I believed that Jesus Christ is the Son of God. At that moment, my life changed. I IMMEDIATELY saw meaning and purpose in life. I saw why I was created. It was as if scales had fallen off my eyes. In a matter of seconds, I was a completely new person.
I remember waking up the next day and having a complete peace and joy that surpassed all understanding. I had no fear about ANYTHING. I remember walking outside and seeing all the sin in the world (billboards, radio stations, songs, the way people dressed, etc). I NEVER noticed any of those things before. I just thought they were a part of life but now I saw them for what they are... a deception and mostly sinful. I had very little bible knowledge at this point, but the Holy Spirit illuminated me to seeing the sin in the world and seeing the sin in my life. I had such a hunger and thrist for the things of God, and it hasn't stopped to this day! I bought a bible. I read it once....and then again...and again. The bible was full of meaning, purpose, and life (Hebrews 4:12).
I KNOW my sins are forgiven! I KNOW I am on my way to heaven. To spend an eternity with the King of Glory...the Lamb that was slain...the Lion of Judah...JESUS!! All Glory to the one who created the heavens and the earth!! I could go on and on about how good God has been to me in my life. Giving me a Godly, God-fearing wife. Blessing me abundantly with children who are being trained up to fear the Lord. Giving me the Holy Spirit to walk in obedience to His commandments. To love righteousness and hate wickedness. To love God and not the things of the world.
I know my testimony is confusing to many people, maybe even you. You just don't understand it. You can't relate to it. I've had many people try to explain away my experience with their philosophy, theology, religion, etc. It is just so foreign to them. If you are not a born-again Christian but you are just religious, I expect you have no idea what I am talking about. It's like trying to tell someone who doesn't have kids what it is like to have and love kids! Again, they don't understand it. But if the Lord has so tugged at your heart and made you a new creation, you KNOW exactly what I'm talking about. You and I have experienced the Words of Life. You and I have come to the fountain of living water, we drank of it, and thirst no more! GOD IS SO GOOD!! God has revealed Himself to me over and over again in the last 6 years. The truth is, most people are filling their life with things that mean nothing, with things that do not satisfy. We watch endless TV. We spend hours on the internet. We spend money on books, clothes, cars, vacations, houses, sports, pleasures, and the list could go on and on. For me, it was basketball, hunting, fishing, and woman. Now, I know where my identity lies...in Christ. Who I am and what I boast in is all about Jesus. He is EVERYTHING to me. I serve the King of Kings and Lord of Lords! It's ALL ABOUT JESUS!! Clicking on the below link will send you to a video titled, That's My King. It is a 7 minute video that is AWESOME! Please watch it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t2f1ItK-Alg&feature=related
So what about you? What is your testimony? Are you saved? Are you a born-again Christian or you just religious? Do you know ABOUT Jesus or do you KNOW Jesus? Is Christ EVERYTHING to you!?!? Heed the words of Jesus, "YOU MUST BE BORN-AGAIN."
Wash yourself, make yourself clean. Stop doing the evil things I see you do. Stop doing wrong. Learn to do good. (Isaiah 1:16-17)
To God be the Glory for saving me and creating a clean heart in me, for HIS GLORY! It's all about Jesus!
Steve
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Mardi Gras Part 4
I hope you've been encouraged, challenged, and/or convicted when reading my posts about Mardi Gras. It truly was an awesome experience of fellowship, preaching, and trusting the Lord. More than anything, I hope my stories (which are really God's stories as told through a broken vessel - me), anyway, I hope these stories will stir a fire within you to go out and "seek and save that which is lost". 
Street-preachers "seeking and saving that which is lost"
http://www.youtube.com/user/crytogod#p/u/1/nb59qUV7coQ
1 Corinthians 3:5-8
Who then is Paul, and who is Apollos, but ministers through whom you believed, as the Lord gave to each one? I planted, Apollos watered, but God gave the increase. So then neither he who plants is anything, nor he who waters, but God who gives the increase. Now he who plants and he who waters are one, and each one will receive his own reward according to his own labor.
Street-preachers "seeking and saving that which is lost"I want to finish up my Mardi Gras experience posts by telling you about two conversations I was a part of. There were MANY good conversations which I had, and I wish I had the time and energy to tell you all of them. But that would be impossible. I was able to share the Gospel with COUNTLESS number of people. Thousands of seeds were planted and some people even expressed interest in KNOWING Jesus. But what follows are two experiences I was a part of which really stand out to me.
Probably the most memorable conversation I had (besides the 19 hour drive down) was with a New Orleans fireman. It was during the morning on Fat Tuesday and we were set up by the local fire department. As I was holding my sign, one of the older fireman started saying some pretty nasty and mean things to me (things with a lot of swear words). He was really mocking the Gospel and our "efforts" to share the truth. It really shocked me, not because he was saying these things, but because he was saying them in Uniform! It was pretty obvious he was, in part, trying to impress the "rookies" on the fireteam. Every now and then he would look over at his buddies and laugh.
My first comment to him was in regards to his behavior as a civil public servant for the city of New Orleans. In fact, for a lengthy time I didn't even address Jesus, but rather his poor representation of the NOFD and him being a horrible role model for the "rookies". It was pretty obvious he did not care for the things of God (although he did say he was a christian and goes to church every Sunday - big surprise)! It seemed like we went back and forth for 10-15 minutes about his behavior. But then something happened. I don't "know" what it was but the conversation turned to the Spiritual and this man's countenance changed. He stopped talking so much and asked a lot of good questions. He stopped swearing and mocking the Gospel. I was able to give him my testimony and I was able to give him the Gospel. I noticed several of the "rookies" were listening pretty intently...most "smiles" were gone. By the end of the conversation, this guy was thanking me for talking to him and he apologized for how he started our conversation. About 30 minutes after we got done talking, a girl was brought over to the fireteam. She was having trouble breathing and the entire team was around her. They placed her on the edge of the firetruck and gave her some oxygen. Out of the blue, the fireman I had been talking to yelled to me, "Hey Steve, this girl could really use your prayers right now. Pray for her." He said this in front of all the other fireman, and he wasn't kidding! Like I said, I don't know what happened but it seemed the Lord had softened his heart for the time being. When I was back at camp after the day was over, all the preachers were sitting around the dinner table. I was getting ready to go to the Airport. One of the preachers asked me if I had talked to a fireman earlier in the day. Which of course I had. He said the fireman specifically sought out the preacher and asked him if he knew Steve. The preacher said the fireman had nothing but good things to say about me and he said my passion for Jesus was very evident. He also said later in the day a fire was called in and for some reason the fireman was thinking about me on the way to the fire. I never saw the fireman again but maybe one day I will!!
The other conversation I was a part of happened on the evening of the last day, Fat Tuesday. Another preacher, Kevin, and I were doing one-on-one conversations with other preachers (for Kevin's weekly TV show). As we were setting up to interview one of the preachers, a young man ran up to Kevin. He had seen our banners from a distance and remembered Kevin from last year. To keep it short, this guy was a professing christian and had seen Kevin and his ministry on Bourbon Street last year. This guy was really mad at Kevin's ministry last year because of all the banners and preaching. He felt they were so "judgmental" and "condemning" and he voiced his opinion to them last year. However, this guys testimony doesn't stop there. I highly encourage you to watch the video below. Often times people say our type of ministry (open-air preaching/banners) produces no "fruit" and only turns people off or away from God. I won't defend this now, but the video below obviously proves this wrong. Praise the Lord!
To watch the video you need to click the "play" arrow at the lower left corner of the grey rectangle. It might take a few minutes to "buffer" before playing. If you still cannot view the video, click the following link:
Probably the most memorable conversation I had (besides the 19 hour drive down) was with a New Orleans fireman. It was during the morning on Fat Tuesday and we were set up by the local fire department. As I was holding my sign, one of the older fireman started saying some pretty nasty and mean things to me (things with a lot of swear words). He was really mocking the Gospel and our "efforts" to share the truth. It really shocked me, not because he was saying these things, but because he was saying them in Uniform! It was pretty obvious he was, in part, trying to impress the "rookies" on the fireteam. Every now and then he would look over at his buddies and laugh.
My first comment to him was in regards to his behavior as a civil public servant for the city of New Orleans. In fact, for a lengthy time I didn't even address Jesus, but rather his poor representation of the NOFD and him being a horrible role model for the "rookies". It was pretty obvious he did not care for the things of God (although he did say he was a christian and goes to church every Sunday - big surprise)! It seemed like we went back and forth for 10-15 minutes about his behavior. But then something happened. I don't "know" what it was but the conversation turned to the Spiritual and this man's countenance changed. He stopped talking so much and asked a lot of good questions. He stopped swearing and mocking the Gospel. I was able to give him my testimony and I was able to give him the Gospel. I noticed several of the "rookies" were listening pretty intently...most "smiles" were gone. By the end of the conversation, this guy was thanking me for talking to him and he apologized for how he started our conversation. About 30 minutes after we got done talking, a girl was brought over to the fireteam. She was having trouble breathing and the entire team was around her. They placed her on the edge of the firetruck and gave her some oxygen. Out of the blue, the fireman I had been talking to yelled to me, "Hey Steve, this girl could really use your prayers right now. Pray for her." He said this in front of all the other fireman, and he wasn't kidding! Like I said, I don't know what happened but it seemed the Lord had softened his heart for the time being. When I was back at camp after the day was over, all the preachers were sitting around the dinner table. I was getting ready to go to the Airport. One of the preachers asked me if I had talked to a fireman earlier in the day. Which of course I had. He said the fireman specifically sought out the preacher and asked him if he knew Steve. The preacher said the fireman had nothing but good things to say about me and he said my passion for Jesus was very evident. He also said later in the day a fire was called in and for some reason the fireman was thinking about me on the way to the fire. I never saw the fireman again but maybe one day I will!!
The other conversation I was a part of happened on the evening of the last day, Fat Tuesday. Another preacher, Kevin, and I were doing one-on-one conversations with other preachers (for Kevin's weekly TV show). As we were setting up to interview one of the preachers, a young man ran up to Kevin. He had seen our banners from a distance and remembered Kevin from last year. To keep it short, this guy was a professing christian and had seen Kevin and his ministry on Bourbon Street last year. This guy was really mad at Kevin's ministry last year because of all the banners and preaching. He felt they were so "judgmental" and "condemning" and he voiced his opinion to them last year. However, this guys testimony doesn't stop there. I highly encourage you to watch the video below. Often times people say our type of ministry (open-air preaching/banners) produces no "fruit" and only turns people off or away from God. I won't defend this now, but the video below obviously proves this wrong. Praise the Lord!
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http://www.youtube.com/user/crytogod#p/u/1/nb59qUV7coQ
1 Corinthians 3:5-8
Who then is Paul, and who is Apollos, but ministers through whom you believed, as the Lord gave to each one? I planted, Apollos watered, but God gave the increase. So then neither he who plants is anything, nor he who waters, but God who gives the increase. Now he who plants and he who waters are one, and each one will receive his own reward according to his own labor.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Trip To Mardi Gras Part 3
The rest of the week, all the preachers got up between 7-9am. We would each spend a little time on our own (or maybe with one or two others) doing our daily devotions. We would then get some breakfast, debrief for the day's events, and head out to contend with those who forsake His law.
Video of "Blah, Blah, Blah"
On the second day, I was caring some pretty heavy gear (remember, we pretty much packed for an all day event). While walking, I slipped a little and tweaked my back (many of you know that I already have a bad back - this didn't help!). Let me tell you, it hurt. This happened first thing in the morning. I did not bring my back brace. I was in some serious pain. My back always seems to hurt when I stand for long periods of time, now it was hurting before Mardi Gras really got going. I was seriously concerned about how I was going to be able to stand for 12 hours (not to mention there was still 3-4 days left at 12 hours+ each day! I mentioned this to a few of the guys and they prayed over me. I called Tina (my wife) and she began to fast and pray diligently for me. The day came and went, and let me tell you, it was a struggle. I remember when we were done for the day at 12am, I stepped off the street and onto the curb and the pain that shot through my legs and into my back was almost unbearable. My legs were stiff, my back hurt, and I had a major headache from the lack of sleep. My body was messed up because I normally go to bed at 7pm and wake up at 2am. Now I was staying up until about 2am. My body was in pain (and probably confused).
When I woke up the next day, although my back was still tender, it was significantly better. I went to Wal-mart and bought a back brace. The thing about Mardi Gras is that it is a progressive festival, leading up to what is called Fat Tuesday, the day before Ash Wednesday. Each day has more and more people and the people get more and more wicked (less clothes, more alcohol, etc). On Fat Tuesday, we go out at 8am and stand all day, no breaks, until 12 midnight. This was a major concern for me because of my back. Tina continued to pray and fast for me and I have NO DOUBT this helped. Each day my strength increased and by Fat Tuesday I had no pain. In fact, on Fat Tuesday I never once got tired and my back had no pain! It was amazing.
Anyway, each day we would go out in teams of 4-8 with our banners and bullhorns. We would take turns preaching, video taping, passing out tracts, holding banners, etc.
Steve preaching while another preacher, Kevin, is doing his part for the Kingdom!
As always, there were those who were sincere in talking to us, and then there were the mockers/haters. One guy would follow us around with his own bullhorn. Each time we would preach he would get on his bullhorn saying, "Blah, blah, blah....blah, blah, blah....blah, blah, blah". See the video below of this mockery or go to this webpage and view the same video: http://www.youtube.com/user/Briancranford#p/u/5/ekoEN9K9gYc
Video of "Blah, Blah, Blah"
This mocker would follow one of our two groups for several hours! So we decided to preach a little differently . We would set up about 40 yards from each other (the small group I was in). One of us would preach until the mocker came over to us with his "blah" statement. At that point, I would stop preaching and the person 40 yards away would start preaching. The mocker would then walk over to them, start his "blah" thing, and we would alternate preachers back and forth. He did this all day. He was no doubt blinded by the god of this world (satan). He didn't even notice that his tactic was not working. In fact, his presence was drawing a crowd for us!! I'll give him credit for his stamina (he did this all day long) but he wasn't too bright. I remember trying to share the Gospel with him and when you looked at me, all I saw was darkness and sadness. It really saddened me. He was so hardened to the Gospel.
Other mockers would stand next to us with their own homemade signs. Their signs said things like, "who invited this guy" (see below insert) with an arrow pointing to the preacher, or "Jesus said, "show me your boobs" or "God loves me for who I am" or "God is not angry" or "Good Adores You" (notice the G.A.Y). The last sign was a "church" sign. Not to mention all the drunks who were in our face, spilling and throwing their drinks on us, getting their girlfriends/wives/friends to flash us. But despite all these "distractions" the name of Jesus was exalted.
We had great conversations and more than a few people seemed to take a genuine interest in the things we were talking about. The preaching would draw the crowd, which would give the other preachers a chance to have one on one conversations with those standing around listening to the preacher. There were many times while I was videotaping that I looked around and EVERY other preacher was in a conversation with someone (and this happened for a span of 5 days, 12+ hours per day)!!
Example of Steve preaching with other preachers in the background having conversations
Probably the saddest part of the trip was the amount of "christians" that were participating in this festival. Time and again we were in conversations with someone who claimed the name of Jesus, but lived their life otherwise. God is their final judge, but their "fruits" were rotten (and Jesus said you would know them by their fruits). They loved the things God hated and hated the things God loves. They didn't think "partying" was a sin. They didn't think having "fun" was a sin. They thought they were a Christian because they go to church, or they were baptized, or they prayed one time for forgiveness, or they go to confession, or they read their bible (or have read the bible). None of those things makes anyone a Christian. Being a Christian is when someone believes in Jesus and Jesus becomes EVERYTHING to that person. The Spirit of God comes into this person and they become a child of God. Sin convicts them, they hate sin. They begin to walk in holiness, there is a super-natural change that takes place by which a person become born-again, entered into the family of God. Of course, they are not perfect, but they strive for perfection, to keep God's commandments, and do those things that are pleasing in His sight. They love His word, take Him at His word, and read His word with deep conviction and love. This is what TRUE repentance and faith looks like. So anyway, that was the saddest part for me - the myriad of professing christians who were still in their darkness. There were even a lot of "christian" ministries out on Bourbon Street. Some were preaching the true Gospel (repentance and faith), others were preaching a very watered down message. A message that does not require a person to be holy.
So finally Fat Tuesday came (the BIG day for Mardi Gras). Bourbon street was already packed when we got there at 8am. People dress up in all kinds of costumes. Some are pretty "neat" others are downright nasty (sexual). Woman walk around with painted on shirts, men have nothing on except a jockstrap and paint. The sad thing.....people were walking around with their kids!! Sad! So we got there at 8am and stayed until midnight, with only one little break between 5-6. As I stated, I had no pain and did not get tired at all. Bourbon Street was packed but we set up in our usual spot with our banners, bullhorns, videotape, etc. Mardi Gras ends officially at 12am. Masses of police begin to move people off the streets. A huge water truck drives down the street spraying water all over. There is a little pocket between the people and the police. One of our groups set up 6 banners and walked the whole route in front of the police. I guess it was pretty neat. I wasn't part of that.
When Fat Tuesday was finally over, we all packed into our vans and headed back to "camp". We got back around 1am. William (the cook who was a HUGE blessing) made us BBQ ribs with twice baked potatoes and mixed vegetables. Once we got done eating, I jumped back into a van and was dropped off at the New Orleans Airport for my 6am flight back to Duluth. It was about 2:30am. I tried to sleep at the airport but that didn't work.
My flight left at 6am from New Orleans to Memphis. I arrived in Memphis and had about a 30min layover. My next stop was Detroit. The flight from Memphis did not take off on time. We were delayed about 40 min. on the runway. I only had a 50 min layover in Detroit to catch my flight to Duluth. If you've ever been in the Detroit airport, you know that it is HUGE. Super long corridors and, of course, my arrival gate and departure gate were no where near each other. I landed in Detroit at 12pm, my flight left at 12:20. Every second while waiting to unload the plane seems like an hour. I finally got off the plane, carrying my luggage which weighed about 40 lbs., and RAN through the airport. I was in concourse A, gate A72 and had to go to concourse C, gate C38. There is a tram (like a train) that is in the airport. It connects the concourses and is much faster than running. I saw the sign for it and ran up the escalator. This is no joke, it was like a movie. As SOON as I got to the top of the stairs, the doors closed and the tram was off. I stood stunned for a moment, read the sign (which said next tram in 3 min 30 sec and began counting down), and decided to RUN back down the stairs, heading for concourse C. I just kept running and running and running and running. At one point I stopped and read those TVs that show the departures and arrivals, to make sure my gate didn't change. IT DID, but thankfully it was closer rather than further away. It was gate C27 now. I finally reached the destination at 12:15. I asked the agent if they were boarding, which she replied "yes, I'm about to close". I asked her if I could go to the bathroom, she said "hurry". I had to go BAD (which made the running even more enjoyable). Would you believe it, the bathroom was closed. So I ran back to the gate, boarded the plane, went to the bathroom, and finally sat down...I was heading home...and I was sweating, big time...not to mention I had been up since 7am the day before!!! Once again, I was going on 48 hours of no sleep!
When my plane finally touched-down in Duluth, I was welcomed with a sight only a father/husband can relate to...my wife and 3 children waiting for me, with BIG smiles!! I love it!
Proverbs 12:4
An excellent wife is a crown to her husband.
Psalm 127:4
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one's youth.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Trip to Mardi Gras Part 2
So as I mentioned in my last post, I finally arrived in New Orleans after driving 19 hours, 1,200 miles, through 7 states, all with 5 other people I had never met before (and who were going to Mardi Gras to party). A street-preacher driving partiers to their party...you can't script that!!
For the first night, we all stayed together. Most preachers had banners, bullhorns, and video cameras. It was pretty neat when we walked onto Bourbon Street. There were a lot of people, most were drunk but we walked right into their "party" holding our massive signs.
We set up and began preaching using our bullhorns. If we didn't use bullhorns our voices would be gone within in hour because of how loud it was on Bourbon Street. The response we got was very typical to any other place I've preached. Some people loved that we were there, most hated it (John 7:7). But all that mattered to us is that the name of Jesus was exalted and we spoke truth into these people's lives. The bible tells us, "Open rebuke is better than secret love." (Proverbs 27:5). We spaced out a little which allowed several preachers to preach with bullhorns all at one time. We just faced different directions. We took turns preaching, passing out tracts, holding signs, and videotaping (you can see me videotaping another preacher in the above picture right of center).
I departed from my new friends at the budget rental car return around noon on Friday. My preaching friends, from San Francisco, picked me up shortly thereafter. The weather in New Orleans was not warm and sunny, as I was hoping, but instead was cold, windy, and rainy. The high temp was around 38 deg...which is "warm" compared to 0 deg in Duluth but still not what I was hoping (but then again my trip wasn't really going as planned anyway). As you can imagine, after the long trip, I was pretty pooped (work, driving, driving, driving, driving, etc) I was awarded about 3 hours of "rest" time before we were heading to Bourbon street to preach.
My first impression of New Orleans....THIS PLACE IS A DUMP!! You can definitely see the impact the hurricanes have had on this place. Trash everywhere. Abandoned buildings/houses. It is by far the worst looking place I've ever been too. It was run down and beat up.
The place we were staying was a boarding house for homeless people, drug addicts, alcoholics, etc. It is self-funded by a group of Christians who want to share the Gospel with those types of people. It is called Jesus Miracle Power. Because they are self-funded, they can pick and choose who they want in and who they don't. To them, it's all about sharing the Gospel. The residents can stay as long as they want (room/board/food provided) but there are rules they must follow or they are asked to leave. Anyway, it is set up military style. Two houses with many rooms. Each room has 2-6 bunk style beds. I picked my bunk and tried to get some sleep but preachers were coming and going. Introducing themselves, etc. Not to mention these houses did not have insulation in them or heating. This was a major cold spell for them and my room was freezing. I'm pretty sure I didn't get any sleep-eye while waiting to go out preaching.
Example of the rooms where we stayed at Jesus Miracle Power
At around 5pm all the preachers met in the sanctuary for debriefing and prayer time. There was about 15 of us, from all over the country, with one mission...sharing the Gospel of Jesus Christ to a lost and dying world. After prayer, we all jumped into our assigned vans, heading for Bourbon Street. Bourbon Street is a one-way street with bars, restaurants, and rental houses/apartments lining it. You can fit one maybe 2 cars on it. The people line the street for about 20 blocks or so, walking up and down, drinking, talking, partying, etc. 
Bourbon Street during the day and at night
For the first night, we all stayed together. Most preachers had banners, bullhorns, and video cameras. It was pretty neat when we walked onto Bourbon Street. There were a lot of people, most were drunk but we walked right into their "party" holding our massive signs.
We set up and began preaching using our bullhorns. If we didn't use bullhorns our voices would be gone within in hour because of how loud it was on Bourbon Street. The response we got was very typical to any other place I've preached. Some people loved that we were there, most hated it (John 7:7). But all that mattered to us is that the name of Jesus was exalted and we spoke truth into these people's lives. The bible tells us, "Open rebuke is better than secret love." (Proverbs 27:5). We spaced out a little which allowed several preachers to preach with bullhorns all at one time. We just faced different directions. We took turns preaching, passing out tracts, holding signs, and videotaping (you can see me videotaping another preacher in the above picture right of center).The first night was pretty much what I expected. A lot of people and a lot of opportunities to share the Gospel. Even if we didn't preach, the people would come up to us and ask questions. This is one of the many reasons why I love using banners. So often we pray for opportunities to witness (or say something like "I'll just wait for God to bring me someone), when in reality we are called to GO OUT and tell the people. Sure, we get to share our faith in many different circumstances (like when God brings people to us by "chance" - like my road trip), but I have found much greater joy in actually being obedient to God's call to GO and lay it all out there for people to come to me. Don't get me wrong, I am always nervous but the Lord has never failed me. You GO and they'll COME!
The first night ended around midnight. We jumped back into our vans and headed back to "camp". Back at "camp" there is a guy named William. He is not a resident at the place, he is a helper. He is the cook and he cooked us three meals a day (and I'm not talking peanut butter and jelly)! He cooked us spaghetti, steak, ribs, roast beef...it was always a 3-5 course meal. Even when we came back at 1 or 2 in the morning, William was in the kitchen cooking food for the preachers. He would serve us individually and he would always ask us if we needed more. This was probably the best blessing about the whole trip. Little William doing his part to further the Kingdom of God. He's not a preacher. He's not a bible scholar. He's a servant of the Lord doing his part for the body of Christ. He was a true servant, laying down his life for the brethren. Of course we did not take advantage of him, but he would do anything he was asked to do, no complaints, always with a smile on his face. He was a true blessing and no doubt one of the main highlights of this trip. While we preached during the day, he would go into our rooms, make our beds and clean up. After about the 4th day, he even gave all of us a trash bag to put our individual clothes in. He then did our laundry, folded it, and returned it to us. NOW THAT'S SERVING THE KINGDOM OF GOD AND LOVING THE BRETHREN!
The hardest thing about preaching on Bourbon Street was the beads (you know, the things everyone wears around their neck). People wear them, not because of the woman, but because everyone else is wearing them. Really it is pretty stupid! But, these things were weapons for the people, and they used them. They would WHIP these things at us from the Balcony's above. Thankfully our banners offered us protection (and the fact that most people were too drunk to throw straight). I wore a baseball cap and this helped as well. Some preachers wore safety glasses which I would no doubt bring if I ever preach there again. By the end, the people began to whip them at us right in front of us. We'd be preaching and you'd keep your eye out for a flying bead necklace. Once again, praise the Lord that no one was seriously injured. A few red marks but that's about it.
By the time I finally went to sleep on Saturday it was past 3am (after preaching, eating, showering), I had been up for over 48 hours. I was exhausted but the Lord had blessed me abundantly!
Acts 20:22-24
And see, now I go bound in the spirit to Jerusalem, not knowing the things that will happen to me there, except that the Holy Spirit testifies in every city, saying that chains and tribulations await me. But none of these things move me; nor do I count my life dear to myself, so that I may finish my race with joy, and the ministry which I received from the Lord Jesus, to testify to the gospel of the grace of God.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Trip To Mardi Gras - Part 1
Many of you know that I recently went on a trip to New Orleans to preach at the Mardi Gras event. Below is a "brief" summary of how this trip started out. What should have taken me a few hours of flight time to arrive in New Orleans, turned out to be quiet the event. Something that only God could orchestrate.
It started out with me leaving the Duluth airport and arriving in the Twin Cities to catch my flight to New Orleans. The flight from Duluth to MSP went just as planned. I had a 2 hour layover in MSP. When it was time to board, I got in line. With about 10 people left to board, they stopped allowing people on the plane. They said the plane was maxed out in terms of weight (that's a new one)! They said we could not get on the plane even though we all had assigned seats...I was 20B. This, of course, upset many people because they were meeting people at the airport and wanted to start their Mardi Gras party early. Many of the people asked if the agents could take off their luggage to lower the weight of the plane so they could fly (and not their luggage), but the agents said they could not do it (that's a new one). I guess luggage is more important than people. Although I was a little annoyed by all of this, I just figured the Lord had other plans.
The next few hours were pretty touch and go as the agents tried to reroute us into New Orleans. It was a Thursday and the next direct flight to N.O. was not until Saturday. Time and again the agents were running into two problems. First off, because Mardi Gras draws hundreds of thousands of people each year, all the flights into New Orleans were booked. The other problem was that there was a huge storm around the area (Texas/Louisiana) and a lot of airports were closed. It seemed we all got booked on a flight to somewhere, only to get booted off no sooner because the flight was already booked. So after trying to find us flights, it was determined that there was nothing they could guarantee us. They could fly us into a closer airport but there was no guarantee a flight could get us into New Orleans. Everything was booked. We'd be left stranded, only closer. I was beginning to think my best option was simply to take a flight back up to Duluth, since I was only 2.5 hours away. I definitely was not going to wait until Saturday, which was not a guaranteed flight anyway, and I didn't see a reason to be stranded at another airport in some other state, close to N.O. but further from home.
As we were trying to figure out what to do a small group (5 other people) came up to me and asked if I wanted to join them in getting a rental car and driving to New Orleans. At first I thought it was a pretty stupid idea (I still think it might be) but I didn't see any other way of getting to N.O. So I called Tina and a group from Cry To God Ministries (several other street preachers I was meeting down there) and asked them to pray and let me know what they thought I should do. About 5 mins later they both called back and said, with great words of encouragement (seriously) GO! Let's be honest though, Tina was not super thrilled but she trusted my judgment (she later told me she didn't sleep a wink that night).
The other 5 people were all heading to Mardi Gras and picked a street preacher to go with them. I was wearing one of my TRUST JESUS shirts. I let them know the reason I was going down there, but I don't think they really understood what I was saying. So we all shook hands, introduced ourselves, headed to the Budget rental center and rented an SUV with 5 other people that I had never met before (nor had they ever met each other). A married couple from San Francisco. Two friends from LA and another lady from Calgary.
To say the least, the trip down was AWESOME. It was over 1,200 miles, 7 states, 19+ hours (of which I drove 14 hours) and what a great witnessing opportunity. I started out my trip (from Duluth) praying that the Lord would give me opportunities to minister on the way down...I never thought this is how He would answer this prayer (Isaiah 55:8-9). As I got into the SUV, I prayed the Lord would give me wisdom on what to say and when to say it. I felt at peace to keep quiet and let them ask me questions...which they did. One here and one there. By the end, they all knew my stance on Mardi Gras. They all knew my stance on sin, righteousness, and judgment. And most importantly, the all heard the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
By the time we got to the Budget rental in N.O., I had been awake for 33 hours straight. I woke up at 3am on Thursday to do my paper route job and we didn't arrive in N.O. until 12 noon on Friday. Praise the Lord though, I wasn't at all tired (ok maybe a little) when I was driving. I knew many people were praying for me!! However, I did feel the effects of not sleeping with a pretty good headache for a day and a half (it eventually was 52 hours without sleep by the time I was able to go to bed)
During our trip we hit a little bad weather about an hour from New Orleans but they were all thankful the preacher from northern MN was driving in the icy/snowy weather. NO WAY was I going to let California people drive in that weather! The people, thought not believers, asked me a lot of great questions about my faith in Jesus. They kept calling their friends and telling them either "Jesus is driving us to Mardi Gras" or "The preacher man is driving us to Mardi Gras". It was quiet the experience. It was amazing how I didn't even need to say a word, and yet they were amazed at my testimony and willingness to drive 19 hours to stand at the gates of hell, be ridiculed by drunkards, leave my family, and all for the Gospel. Sometimes the Gospel can be preached without words!! Several times at Mardi Gras, they searched me out to talk to me and show their friends the "preacher man" who drove them to Mardi Gras. I even interviewed them about our experience for Cry To God's weekly TV show.
But all "good" things must come to an end (except eternal life) and we eventually departed and went our ways. You don't spend 19 hours with strangers without leaving an impact on one another. We exchanged emails, phone numbers, and hugs before going on our way.
So there you have it. That is what my trip was like...at least the beginning of it anyway.....
At the Budget Rental in the MSP Airport before leaving on our trip (one of the members was taking the picture)
Isaiah 55:8-9
For My thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways My ways," says the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, So are My ways higher than your ways, And My thoughts than your thoughts.
Friday, January 29, 2010
MAKING BROWNIES FOR DADDY
This file was too big for email and YouTube didn't like the music for some reason, so I put the video on here so everyone could see just how blessed I am to have these kids!!
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Please Listen
This video is about 11 minutes long, please...take the time to listen to it.
I got this video from a site I recently found called I'll Be Honest (http://www.illbehonest.com/index.php). I recommend checking this site out. It has a lot of encouraging, convicting, and challenging material on it.
2 Corinthians 5:21
For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
New Sign In Action
As I wrote in my last post, I made a sign for my girls to hold when we go out on the streets. We want our children to love and serve the Lord. One way to do this is to have them participate in sharing the Love of God reveled through Jesus Christ at a young age. As parents, we will never have this opportunity again - they are only 3 and 2 once! I do not want to regret not taking them out even though they are so young. We are hoping and praying they not only come to know the Lord Jesus Christ in a personal way, but also they would find great joy in being a spoken witness for Him among this wicked world. If my children never play sports, if my children never play a musical instrument, if my children never become a top CEO or even have a 401K...I don't care. I want them to Love and Serve the Lord with all their heart, mind, soul, and strength - even if it costs them their life! Jesus is worth it! I want them to be, from an early age, what I wasn't for 28 years - a light among a dark and dying world, i.e. soldier for the Lord. We will continue to pray for them and teach them the commandments of the Lord. As a parent, it is a wonderful blessing to see some of your "arrows" preach the Gospel, knowing the Lord is being magnified!
We were able to pass out about 200 tracts. There were a lot of students out, it was a gorgeous day, the girls shared in holding their sign, and I even had one great conversation with a student (though I did not get it on tape). The girls never complained once, they listened to me, and were more than willing to go the extra "step" to pass out tracts. I was blessed indeed. I hope the video encourages you to step out in faith.
Colossians 3:21
Fathers, do not provoke your children, lest they become discouraged.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
The Heavenly Man
I was recently given a book titled The Heavenly Man (2003). This book is about a Chinese man, Brother Yun, who was born in 1958 and became a christian around the age of 10. The book is basically an autobiography of his life as a christian in communist China. One nice thing about the book is the dates of the accounts are not a thousand years old. Many, if not most, are within my life-time, therefore making the book appealing to me because I can place myself during these times (does that make sense?).
The stories in this book are INCREDIBLE! Absolutely incredible. They will challenge your way of thinking. It will bring doubts at times, conviction, tears, joy, and absolute amazement at the faithfulness of God.
Much controversy has surrounded this book, the stories within, and Brother Yun himself. I do not care to debate if these stories are true or not. One thing I will say, all the stories (the context of them) are within the bounds of Holy Writ. The little research I have done seems to indicate this Brother is telling the truth.
I found this book to be HIGHLY refreshing, convicting, encouraging, just an over-all blessing. I recommend this book - but be prepared to be blown-away!
I rarely read other "christian" books. In fact, this is the first book I've read in over a year. I try not to deviate to far from the Word of God because of the deception that can abound in many "christian" circles. BUT, this book caught my attention immediately - I am glad I read it.! I encourage you to find a copy, pray, and see what God may be speaking to you through Brother Yun.
Steve
2Peter 3:15-16
And count the patience of our Lord as salvation, just as our beloved brother Paul also wrote to you according to the wisdom given him, as he does in all his letters when he speaks in them of these matters. There are some things in them that are hard to understand, which the ignorant and unstable twist to their own destruction, as they do the other Scriptures.
The stories in this book are INCREDIBLE! Absolutely incredible. They will challenge your way of thinking. It will bring doubts at times, conviction, tears, joy, and absolute amazement at the faithfulness of God.
Much controversy has surrounded this book, the stories within, and Brother Yun himself. I do not care to debate if these stories are true or not. One thing I will say, all the stories (the context of them) are within the bounds of Holy Writ. The little research I have done seems to indicate this Brother is telling the truth.
I found this book to be HIGHLY refreshing, convicting, encouraging, just an over-all blessing. I recommend this book - but be prepared to be blown-away!
I rarely read other "christian" books. In fact, this is the first book I've read in over a year. I try not to deviate to far from the Word of God because of the deception that can abound in many "christian" circles. BUT, this book caught my attention immediately - I am glad I read it.! I encourage you to find a copy, pray, and see what God may be speaking to you through Brother Yun.
Steve
2Peter 3:15-16
And count the patience of our Lord as salvation, just as our beloved brother Paul also wrote to you according to the wisdom given him, as he does in all his letters when he speaks in them of these matters. There are some things in them that are hard to understand, which the ignorant and unstable twist to their own destruction, as they do the other Scriptures.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Where's our sign, Daddy?
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We went out to the UMD campus today to pass out tracts and share the Gospel using banners. I decided to take my two daughters with me, ages 3 and 2 (almost 2). It was a great day with them as they were able to pass out many tracts and watch us share the Gospel with people. Upon leaving, my oldest daughter Amariah asked when I was going to make them a sign? They said they wanted to "hold a sign just like Daddy". Well, that's all I needed to hear...a few hours later they were on our deck holding their sign (see pictures below - click the pictures for a larger view).
Your children will do what you do. They watch you. They see you. They hear what you say. Serve the Lord Jesus Christ with all your heart and teach your children the fear of the Lord. Psalm 20:5
We will rejoice in your salvation, And in the name of our God we will set up our banners!
Friday, April 3, 2009
Great Story Part 2
Praise to our Great God and Savior, we don't deserve it but sometimes God shows us the fruit of our labor...for that I am thankful! Please read...
I mentioned in a few blogs about a young man named "Tim". When I first met him on the streets a year ago he was a self-proclaimed satanist. When I first approached him he was very adamant that he wanted nothing to do with my "religious message". He even said "we have nothing in common". A few hours later he approached me and we talked for almost 2 hours about my faith in God.
A year later I ran into him again, this time things were much different. He approached me and talked about how our first conversation really had an effect on him. He had many more questions, and again we talked for almost 2 hours. He was very thankful both for our willingness to share our message out on the streets and for our willingness to talk with him for so long. Before he left, I gave him my bible and we exchanged emails/phone numbers. I sent him an email several weeks ago and I have not received a response until this morning. Below is the email he sent me:
Hey Steve,
Sorry this took so long to get back to you....I've been busy trying to find a job. So yeah, I'm o.k. just trying to straighten out my life.....and make things better for myself. As for getting together to talk about things.....i might have to take a rain check for at least a couple of weeks...
I'd just like to say thanks again for talking to me again, and even more for inviting me out to lunch, and also for the Bible you gave me. I've read only two pages.....but I am more than just reading them....I am trying to decipher them and find the meanings behind the words.
So thanks again, and drop me a line sometime and we can talk or hang out or whatever.
Please pray for "Tim's" soul...God wishes no man to perish (2 Peter 3:9)
Preach the Gospel in season and out of season...
Steve
I mentioned in a few blogs about a young man named "Tim". When I first met him on the streets a year ago he was a self-proclaimed satanist. When I first approached him he was very adamant that he wanted nothing to do with my "religious message". He even said "we have nothing in common". A few hours later he approached me and we talked for almost 2 hours about my faith in God.
A year later I ran into him again, this time things were much different. He approached me and talked about how our first conversation really had an effect on him. He had many more questions, and again we talked for almost 2 hours. He was very thankful both for our willingness to share our message out on the streets and for our willingness to talk with him for so long. Before he left, I gave him my bible and we exchanged emails/phone numbers. I sent him an email several weeks ago and I have not received a response until this morning. Below is the email he sent me:
Hey Steve,
Sorry this took so long to get back to you....I've been busy trying to find a job. So yeah, I'm o.k. just trying to straighten out my life.....and make things better for myself. As for getting together to talk about things.....i might have to take a rain check for at least a couple of weeks...
I'd just like to say thanks again for talking to me again, and even more for inviting me out to lunch, and also for the Bible you gave me. I've read only two pages.....but I am more than just reading them....I am trying to decipher them and find the meanings behind the words.
So thanks again, and drop me a line sometime and we can talk or hang out or whatever.
Please pray for "Tim's" soul...God wishes no man to perish (2 Peter 3:9)
Preach the Gospel in season and out of season...
Steve
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Great Story
If you were to go back to my April 18th post you would read about a satanist I encountered on the streets. To make a long story short, on the above date I approached a young man, asked Him if I could talk to him but was declined. He said he and I had nothing in common, stating he was a self-proclaimed "satan worshiper". I left him alone only to be approached by him an hour later with this question, "Why do you believe there is a God?". WOW - great question. He and I talked for almost 2 hours going from Genesis through Revelation. He had a lot of great questions and thanked me for talking wit him. We exchanged emails, I contacted him but never heard back from him.
Fast-forward to March 16, 2009. We set up our banner at the bus-station. This was the first really nice day this year, so we took advantage of it knowing that many people would be waiting outside to catch their bus. We were only set up for about 5 mins. when I noticed a young guy walking toward me. We made eye contact and I knew immediately this was the self-proclaimed satan worshiper from a year ago. I was on the phone and was not able to talk to him, but we gave each other a head-nod. About 5 minutes later to approached me and we simultaneously said "Remember me?"...we both acknowledged. He even remembered my name!! We ended up talking for almost 2 hours again, and he was so thankful for my willingness to talk to him last year. He still has a lot of questions, but stated he has thought about me and our conversation many times. He even agreed that there is a high-power ("god") that is Just, Righteous, and Holy. His attitude, demeanor, and seriousness was totally different from what I remember a year ago. It seems God is really revealing Himself to this young man hopefully bringing him to repentance. We again exchanged phone numbers/emails, I gave him my bible, and then gave each other a "ghetto hug" before departing. He was very appreciated and said he would read the bible. Please pray for this man's soul.
The rest of the day, though great in itself, was nothing compared to this first conversation. We had Lisa and Chris out with us - Lisa actually held the banner, helped with conversations, and really enjoyed her time on the streets. Her and I talked to a self-professed wicken who had a lot of great questions about our faith. We were able to talk to him about God the creator, the judge, His justice, sin, righteousness, and the coming judgment. He was very attentive and listened as we gave him the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
More to come....Steve
2 Timothy 2:24-26
And a servant of the Lord must not quarrel but be gentle to all, able to teach, patient, in humility correcting those who are in opposition, if God perhaps will grant them repentance, so that they may know the truth, and that they may come to their senses and escape the snare of the devil, having been taken captive by him to do his will.
Fast-forward to March 16, 2009. We set up our banner at the bus-station. This was the first really nice day this year, so we took advantage of it knowing that many people would be waiting outside to catch their bus. We were only set up for about 5 mins. when I noticed a young guy walking toward me. We made eye contact and I knew immediately this was the self-proclaimed satan worshiper from a year ago. I was on the phone and was not able to talk to him, but we gave each other a head-nod. About 5 minutes later to approached me and we simultaneously said "Remember me?"...we both acknowledged. He even remembered my name!! We ended up talking for almost 2 hours again, and he was so thankful for my willingness to talk to him last year. He still has a lot of questions, but stated he has thought about me and our conversation many times. He even agreed that there is a high-power ("god") that is Just, Righteous, and Holy. His attitude, demeanor, and seriousness was totally different from what I remember a year ago. It seems God is really revealing Himself to this young man hopefully bringing him to repentance. We again exchanged phone numbers/emails, I gave him my bible, and then gave each other a "ghetto hug" before departing. He was very appreciated and said he would read the bible. Please pray for this man's soul.
The rest of the day, though great in itself, was nothing compared to this first conversation. We had Lisa and Chris out with us - Lisa actually held the banner, helped with conversations, and really enjoyed her time on the streets. Her and I talked to a self-professed wicken who had a lot of great questions about our faith. We were able to talk to him about God the creator, the judge, His justice, sin, righteousness, and the coming judgment. He was very attentive and listened as we gave him the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
More to come....Steve
2 Timothy 2:24-26
And a servant of the Lord must not quarrel but be gentle to all, able to teach, patient, in humility correcting those who are in opposition, if God perhaps will grant them repentance, so that they may know the truth, and that they may come to their senses and escape the snare of the devil, having been taken captive by him to do his will.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Neither him who plants nor him who waters...but God!
1 Corinthians 3:5-8
Who then is Paul, and who is Apollos, but ministers through whom you believed, as the Lord gave to each one? I planted, Apollos watered, but God gave the increase. So then neither he who plants is anything, nor he who waters, but God who gives the increase
Recently this scripture has been brought to my mind over and over again. We as believers are nothing, only vessels our great God and Savior uses to bring forth His fruit. We are simply unprofitable servants (Luke 17:10).
I've been in many discussions over the last year or so about the "method" we use out on the streets. In all honesty, I don't really know what are "method" is considered. Some call it "cold-calling". Some call it "confrontational". Some call it "open-air preaching. Some call it "holding signs". Some call it "relational". I guess I would call it all of the above, but more importantly I would call it biblical. Just like Jesus and His apostles, they received all kind of reactions to their message. Some loved them, others hated them. Some asked questions, others ignored them. Some became followers, others became traitors.
We as christians should expect the same reactions when we go out and share the Gospel. I boldly proclaim if we are not receiving these same reactions, then there is probably something severly wrong with our message. If everyone is hating you and what you are saying, then maybe you need to recheck your message and/or delivery. If everyone is accepting you and loving you, then maybe you need to recheck your message and/or delivery. If no one is asking questions, again recheck your message. If no one is receiving answers to their questions, recheck! We are to be followers of Jesus, therefore we would suspect that if our message is inline with Jesus' message, the reactions to follow would be similar.
I would even go further to say if most people are accepting your message...meaning they "believe" what you are saying and accept it as truth, then there is probably something wrong with your message. The bible is clear - the cross is foolishness to the world. Jesus himself said there will be more people in hell than heaven (Matthew 7:13-27). There are many churches in the world today that preach a very watered-down Gospel that the masses are flocking too. This Gospel talks very little, if any, about sin, righteousness, or the judgment to come. Why? Because most people think if they offend someone, or get to personal with them, and if the person walks away not believing them (or even "hating" them) then the messenger must have messed up. So instead of talking about sin, righteousness, and the coming judgment, many people are out to tell people the gospel without trying to be offensive. The fact is, the cross of Jesus Christ is the most offensive thing in the world! How much does God hate sin - look to the cross. Look what God did to His only Son...and it pleased Him (Isaiah 53:10).
So, my point is that we must be faithful to preach the bloody cross of our Lord Jesus Christ. We must be faithful to preach about and against sin. We must be faithful to preach about the coming judgment. We must be faithful to preach this message, no matter what, no matter the outcomes. Leave the outcome up to God! Praise be to His name!
So then neither he who plants is anything, nor he who waters, but God who gives the increase. 1 Corinthians 3:7
Who then is Paul, and who is Apollos, but ministers through whom you believed, as the Lord gave to each one? I planted, Apollos watered, but God gave the increase. So then neither he who plants is anything, nor he who waters, but God who gives the increase
Recently this scripture has been brought to my mind over and over again. We as believers are nothing, only vessels our great God and Savior uses to bring forth His fruit. We are simply unprofitable servants (Luke 17:10).
I've been in many discussions over the last year or so about the "method" we use out on the streets. In all honesty, I don't really know what are "method" is considered. Some call it "cold-calling". Some call it "confrontational". Some call it "open-air preaching. Some call it "holding signs". Some call it "relational". I guess I would call it all of the above, but more importantly I would call it biblical. Just like Jesus and His apostles, they received all kind of reactions to their message. Some loved them, others hated them. Some asked questions, others ignored them. Some became followers, others became traitors.
We as christians should expect the same reactions when we go out and share the Gospel. I boldly proclaim if we are not receiving these same reactions, then there is probably something severly wrong with our message. If everyone is hating you and what you are saying, then maybe you need to recheck your message and/or delivery. If everyone is accepting you and loving you, then maybe you need to recheck your message and/or delivery. If no one is asking questions, again recheck your message. If no one is receiving answers to their questions, recheck! We are to be followers of Jesus, therefore we would suspect that if our message is inline with Jesus' message, the reactions to follow would be similar.
I would even go further to say if most people are accepting your message...meaning they "believe" what you are saying and accept it as truth, then there is probably something wrong with your message. The bible is clear - the cross is foolishness to the world. Jesus himself said there will be more people in hell than heaven (Matthew 7:13-27). There are many churches in the world today that preach a very watered-down Gospel that the masses are flocking too. This Gospel talks very little, if any, about sin, righteousness, or the judgment to come. Why? Because most people think if they offend someone, or get to personal with them, and if the person walks away not believing them (or even "hating" them) then the messenger must have messed up. So instead of talking about sin, righteousness, and the coming judgment, many people are out to tell people the gospel without trying to be offensive. The fact is, the cross of Jesus Christ is the most offensive thing in the world! How much does God hate sin - look to the cross. Look what God did to His only Son...and it pleased Him (Isaiah 53:10).
So, my point is that we must be faithful to preach the bloody cross of our Lord Jesus Christ. We must be faithful to preach about and against sin. We must be faithful to preach about the coming judgment. We must be faithful to preach this message, no matter what, no matter the outcomes. Leave the outcome up to God! Praise be to His name!
So then neither he who plants is anything, nor he who waters, but God who gives the increase. 1 Corinthians 3:7
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Sinner Gets Saved
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Oh how I love when a sinner gets saved. What a glorious thing when a person repents and puts their faith in Jesus Christ. It always reminds me of when I got saved in that hotel room on the night of March 4, 2004. Nothing compares to knowing you are forgiven!A few months ago I received a phone call from one of the people who we fellowship with. His name is Michael. He has been very active in witnessing for Jesus and exposing the evil works of darkness, namely abortion. He grew up in what I would consider to be a very strong christian home. His mother spent a great deal of time with him (and his sister) teaching them the word of God. They were memorizing the book of Psalms at the age of 4 and 5! However, just knowing scripture, just going to church, and just because your parents are christian does not make YOU a christian. Michael would attest to that. Below is Michaels story, as I remember it.
Michael called me a few months ago. Here is how the conversation went (paraphrasing but pretty accurate).
Steve: Hello
Michael: Steve?
Steve: Hey Michael
Michael: Steve, Steve, I'm saved! I'm Saved! Steve I'm Saved! I got Saved today!
Steve: What?
Michael: Steve, I've been living a lie. I finally got on my knees asking God to save me from my sin. I feels great. I KNOW I got saved the other day. I've been living a lie.
Steve: Praise the Lord...that's awesome Michael. Welcome to the family!
Some people may have doubted Michael's conversation. In fact, I know some people who seem to think he was saved before and this was some sort of second revelation. I don't think so. Michael knows himself better than all of us. If he said he just got saved...then I'm confident he just got saved. It doesn't matter what his life was like before. It doesn't matter how many "good" things he did with the suffix "for Jesus". The man got down on his knees and cried out to God for mercy. He KNEW he wasn't saved and he KNEW Jesus was the only way.
Luke 5:31-32
Jesus answered and said to them, "Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners, to repentance."
Michael went on to explain to me that he and his sister were doing some chores. His sister decided to put in the Paul Washer sermon, Examine Yourself. Michael said he was listening to the sermon and great conviction started to come over him. He KNEW he wasn't saved. He then talked to his mother and shared his concern of his salvation with her. She didn't assume he was saved but rather she trusted in God's working power to convince Michael he was not saved and needed Jesus. They knelt on the ground (I think in their barn) and Michael cried out to God to save him. When he got up off his knees, Michael said he KNEW he was now saved from the wrath of God. His sins were forgiven at that moment. He was now a child of God, taken out of the dominion of darkness and brought into the glorious light of Jesus Christ. At that moment, Michael told his sister...oh what a marvelous time that must have been.
Since then, I have seen a pretty termendous change in Michael. The very next day, we met with him and his family in front of the abortion clinic. Michael was ON FIRE for Jesus. All he wanted to do was share his testimony and tell people about how Jesus Christ is the only way by which men can be saved. Jesus Christ is the only way to have your sins washed away. It was great to see such a new zeal in Michael. He was and is a new creation - set apart as an ambassador for Jesus Christ! To warn men of the terror that awaits them and how forgiveness of sins can save them from God's wrath.
Michael must have asked a half-dozen or more people that day, people just walking by:
If you died tonight, are you sure you would go to heaven and why?
Praise the Lord for saving Michael.
Let me ask you:
If you died tonight, are you ABSOLUTELY sure you are saved from God's eternal wrath? If so, why?
65-75% of americans believe themselves to be saved. A simply study of the scriptures reveals to us that this is not true. How do you know you are not one of them? Are you deceiving yourself like Michael was?
The most important question I can ask you is this:
Reader....ARE YOU SAVED?
1 John 2:4
He who says, "I know Him," and does not keep His commandments, is a liar, and the truth is not in him.
Matthew 7:21-23
"Not everyone who says to Me [Jesus], 'Lord, Lord,' shall enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of My Father in heaven. Many will say to Me in that day, 'Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in Your name, cast out demons in Your name, and done many wonders in Your name?' And then I will declare to them, 'I never knew you; depart from Me, you who practice lawlessness!'
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
10 Indictments Against the "church"
It's been a long while since I last posted anything. I have several postings I've been meaning to post but time has got the best of me.
I was recently given a sermon by Paul Washer called "10 Indictments". I do not know if an audio is available but if you click this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X7wzfvYkCW0 you will be able to watch the sermon on YouTube. It is a 2 hour sermon BUT WELL WORTH IT!!
It is very powerful, convicting, and truthful (which is really all that matters). Many of us have the same "indictments" against the church as well. Confirmation is always nice.
Please find the time to listen to this, even if it takes you several days.
Hebrews 13:8
Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
I was recently given a sermon by Paul Washer called "10 Indictments". I do not know if an audio is available but if you click this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X7wzfvYkCW0 you will be able to watch the sermon on YouTube. It is a 2 hour sermon BUT WELL WORTH IT!!
It is very powerful, convicting, and truthful (which is really all that matters). Many of us have the same "indictments" against the church as well. Confirmation is always nice.
Please find the time to listen to this, even if it takes you several days.
Hebrews 13:8
Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God
In today's churches (and social circles) we hear so much about God's love, mercy, and forgiveness. Although these characteristics about God are true, they are only half of the story. In fact, I would dare say those characteristics of God make very little sense if we do not understand (or know about) His wrath, anger, hate, and vengeance.
Several years ago I came across a sermon by Johnathan Edwards titled Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God. It had been more than a year since I last listened and/or read this sermon, however recently I did both. I HIGHLY recommend this sermon. It might just change the way you think about Jesus.
To listen to the audio for this sermon (52 minutes) you can click on this link http://www.sermonaudio.com/sermoninfo.asp?SID=11140523305. Otherwise if you prefer to read the text, click the link to the right of this entry titled Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God (text).
Although he quotes several scriptures, most of the sermon is biblical texts simply paraphrased. If you want specific references for some of his comments, let me know and I can send you a detailed sermon outline noting the references.
Please take the time to listen to and/or read the sermon Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God. It is 52 minutes that will be well worth your time. I guarantee it will open your eyes to things the bible says about God that you may have never known before.
Do you know the real God of the bible?
2 Timothy 3:16-17
All Scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness, that the man of God may be complete, thoroughly equipped for every good work.
Several years ago I came across a sermon by Johnathan Edwards titled Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God. It had been more than a year since I last listened and/or read this sermon, however recently I did both. I HIGHLY recommend this sermon. It might just change the way you think about Jesus.
To listen to the audio for this sermon (52 minutes) you can click on this link http://www.sermonaudio.com/sermoninfo.asp?SID=11140523305. Otherwise if you prefer to read the text, click the link to the right of this entry titled Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God (text).
Although he quotes several scriptures, most of the sermon is biblical texts simply paraphrased. If you want specific references for some of his comments, let me know and I can send you a detailed sermon outline noting the references.
Please take the time to listen to and/or read the sermon Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God. It is 52 minutes that will be well worth your time. I guarantee it will open your eyes to things the bible says about God that you may have never known before.
Do you know the real God of the bible?
2 Timothy 3:16-17
All Scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness, that the man of God may be complete, thoroughly equipped for every good work.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Duluth News Tribune Articles
The Duluth News Tribune printed two articles about this ministry. Both of the "articles" come from the READER'S VIEWS (opinion section). The articles follow.
Article #1 Friday August 15, 2008
RELIGIOUS ZEALOTS CHOSE WRONG PLACE FOR MESSAGE
Thousands of visitors lined up to enjoy the three replica sailing ships in the Twin Ports as part of the weekend Maritime Festival. Duluth could take a bow.
But on every parade some rain may fall, apparently. One this occasion, a couple of religious zealots were on hand with their soapbox and their repent-or-perish placecard. They stood on the walkway beside the Baltimore ship.
If people were searching for a spiritual message, they would have attended a Franklin Graham festival. People who braved freeway traffic, parking and prices were unlikely to have interest in a doomsday message, brandished by zealots taking advantage of a crowd with nothing to do but wait and observe and joke.
Ironically, as an evangelical believer, I will say there was truth in the sermon for the day - but it was at the wrong time and place. My scriptures tell one the wisdom from above is gentle, easy to share and full of mercy. It didn't come across that way from these sidewalk dudes.
But in spite of them, the sun was shining.
Allan Taylor (Bloomington, MN)
Article #2 Sunday September 14, 2008
LET'S PRAY THAT WORDS OF ZEALOTS REACH TARGET
In response to the Aug. 15 letter "Religious zealots chose wrong place for message," the core word in zealot, of course, is zeal, defined in my dictionary as "intense enthusiasm for a cause or person; a passionate ardor."
So a couple people were at the tall ships event this summer enthusiastically sharing a passionate message to a crowd of people who they may never see again, with a saving message they may never hear again, hoping they may save a few who would otherwise be lost to eternal damnation. Kind of sounds like John the Baptist to me.
I pray the words of zealots, whether spoken near a ship or on a street corner, or wherever, fall on some open ears and open hearts. The Bible talks about letting those with eyes see, and ears hear. Let it be so.
Paula Odegaard (Hibbing, MN)
Article #1 Friday August 15, 2008
RELIGIOUS ZEALOTS CHOSE WRONG PLACE FOR MESSAGE
Thousands of visitors lined up to enjoy the three replica sailing ships in the Twin Ports as part of the weekend Maritime Festival. Duluth could take a bow.
But on every parade some rain may fall, apparently. One this occasion, a couple of religious zealots were on hand with their soapbox and their repent-or-perish placecard. They stood on the walkway beside the Baltimore ship.
If people were searching for a spiritual message, they would have attended a Franklin Graham festival. People who braved freeway traffic, parking and prices were unlikely to have interest in a doomsday message, brandished by zealots taking advantage of a crowd with nothing to do but wait and observe and joke.
Ironically, as an evangelical believer, I will say there was truth in the sermon for the day - but it was at the wrong time and place. My scriptures tell one the wisdom from above is gentle, easy to share and full of mercy. It didn't come across that way from these sidewalk dudes.
But in spite of them, the sun was shining.
Allan Taylor (Bloomington, MN)
Article #2 Sunday September 14, 2008
LET'S PRAY THAT WORDS OF ZEALOTS REACH TARGET
In response to the Aug. 15 letter "Religious zealots chose wrong place for message," the core word in zealot, of course, is zeal, defined in my dictionary as "intense enthusiasm for a cause or person; a passionate ardor."
So a couple people were at the tall ships event this summer enthusiastically sharing a passionate message to a crowd of people who they may never see again, with a saving message they may never hear again, hoping they may save a few who would otherwise be lost to eternal damnation. Kind of sounds like John the Baptist to me.
I pray the words of zealots, whether spoken near a ship or on a street corner, or wherever, fall on some open ears and open hearts. The Bible talks about letting those with eyes see, and ears hear. Let it be so.
Paula Odegaard (Hibbing, MN)
Saturday, September 13, 2008
End of Summer Recap - BAYFRONT - DRAGON BOAT - GBLA FESTIVAL
It has been a long while since I last updated this blog. The last month or so has been very busy with ministry and life. We were trying to get out on the streets and attending the last of the summer events before the snow starts to fly here in Duluth...which by the way was this time last year!!We ended the summer preaching at the: Bayfront Blues Fest, Lake Superior Dragon Boat Races, and the Gay Pride in Duluth/Superior. These were the main events we preached at, however there were also several weekdays we were out in Canal Park and/or the Holiday Center Bus Stop.
The Duluth News-Tribune had an article in the paper tallying the final spectator counts at each main event. The events we attended had the following numbers:
Maritime Festival: 125,000
Grandma's Marathon: 50,000
Duluth Air Show: 32,000
Bayfront Festival: 20,000
Gaypride Festival: 11,000 (highly speculative - it did not seem like nearly that many)
FinnFest: 7,000
Dragon Boat Festival: 7,000
Obviously God didn't reach all those people through us with the Gospel, but the total number comes to: 252,000 people...that's over a quarter-million people! PRAISE GOD! Not to mention the many times we made it out to the streets during the week or on a weekend with no event!
Mark 16:15
And He [Jesus] said to them, "Go into all the world and preach the gospel to every creature.
Praise God that He gave us the strength, boldness, time, and endurance to go to each of those events. To Him belong all the glory, honor, and praise!
The following is a quick recap of each event.
BAYFRONT BLUES FEST:
Bayfront is a 4 day event, with Friday, Saturday, and Sunday being the biggest days. We were able to preach for approx. 8 hours on the final 3 days. Steve, Josh, and Lori were the main "preachers" but Vincent came one day as well. We encountered the police the first day we were there and had to move off the premises to just outside the gates. This worked well for us because we set up in a great funnel area. Anyone coming into or leaving the park had to come by us, which offered us a great chance for conversations and open-air preaching. We did a little open-air preaching, but the majority was done via our signs. The crowds were pretty hostile towards us since a great majority of the people were drunk. By hostile I mean, they offered their 2-sec. conversation of obscenities, finger-gestures, and "I thought God was loving and forgiving." For those pastors out there, you might want to consider telling the WHOLE COUNSEL of God and educate the masses about the TRUE GOD.
Acts 20:26-27
Therefore I testify to you this day that I am innocent of the blood of all men. For I have not shunned to declare to you the whole counsel of God.
LAKE SUPERIOR DRAGON BOAT FESTIVAL
This event was held in Superior, Wisconsin. It was our first preaching on "foreign" soil! The ministry has now traveled to 2 of the 50 states!! The neat thing about being in Superior is they do not have a sound ordinance, therefore we were able to use an electronic bullhorn to preach. What an experience! This event was a 2 day event, Friday and Saturday. We set up friday afternoon and started preaching using the bullhorn. We were able to reach people from a good distance away as they approached us. By the time they got to us, they received the Gospel and then some. We, of course, we pretty concerned about the volume we could get away with and how tolerant the police would be. There were 2 police officers, as well as a bike-cop, that gave us NO problem what-so-ever. They never even talked to us once about the bullhorn! It was great. We preached all day Saturday as well, and as usual, we were in an area that EVERYONE had to pass through to get to the event. The crowd was pretty tolerant at this event, but we did have the occasional mocker and finger-jester, as well as solid, biblical conversations. We have no pictures of this event because Josh bought a new camcorder and recorded most of the preaching. We plan on making a website in the distant future and the videos will be accessible through YouTube.
Mattgew 28:19-20
Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age."
DULUTH/SUPERIOR GAY PRIDE EVENT
This was the event we were looking forward to all summer - I say that with much hesitancy. The majority of preaching videos we have seen involving homosexual events have pretty heated exchanges, some violence, and often times brings the Police on the scene. Minus the violence, preaching at the DSGP - GBLA was no difference for us.
GBLA day #1
It started with a mayor reception at the Depot. Steve, Josh, Lori and Michael were at the event. We immediately were approached by the police and they tried to keep us out of the event, but we were prepared. We showed them document from the necessary powers-that-be allowing us access to where we wanted to be. The day was pretty uneventful but we did have a few great conversation.s The picture above is me preaching to 2 homosexuals. Another picture is the sign Michael made for the event, Lori is helping him hold the sign so the homosexuals can read it. They were asking me a lot of questions, trying to contradict the word of God with their "experiences" and "philosophy" but in the end they heard the Gospel and the consequences if the continue to practice this life-style. God did a wonder by breaking up this event. Notice in the picture the rain downpour! Of course we wanted to preach to them but a large storm came through with damaging wind and rain. The concert was cut short, the event was cut short, and in the end the decorations that were set up got demolished. Notice the rainbow picture above. You can see the GBLA rainbow destroyed by the wind/rain but God's rainbow banner fly high above. Was He once again showing His mercy sinners?
Gen 9:12-16
And God said: This is the sign of the covenant which I make between Me and you, and every living creature that is with you, for perpetual generations: I set My rainbow in the cloud, and it shall be for the sign of the covenant between Me and the earth. It shall be, when I bring a cloud over the earth, that the rainbow shall be seen in the cloud; and I will remember My covenant which is between Me and you and every living creature of all flesh; the waters shall never again become a flood to destroy all flesh. The rainbow shall be in the cloud, and I will look on it to remember the everlasting covenant between God and every living creature of all flesh that is on the earth."
GBLA day #2
This was the BIG day for the GBLA event. It was an all-day festival at Bayfront Park. We got there about 10am and were immediately met by the police (2 of which were wearing GBLA ankle bracelets). They told us we were not allowed in the event. What followed was a 10-20 min dialogue between me and them. Josh taping it all. I had done my leg work contacting the necessary powers-that-be, I had more than enough Federal Court cases to show our rights, and letters from the Duluth City attorney. They did care about ANY of it. Finally, when they saw we were not budging and they had no lawful way of arresting us, they called their "superior", who I had talked to on Thursday at the Depot. Just before leaving however, one of the GBLA cops told Josh he could no longer tape the conversation at which point she grabbed Josh's camcorder, covering it up with her hands. She proceeded to say she would take the video and use it as evidence, calling it Disorderly Conduct for taping someone who wishes not to be taped. At that point, I showed her Federal Court Cases saying it is indeed LEGAL to tape ALL public officials (police being a public official). She did not care. Although it was pretty annoying to go through this process when we just came to preach, it is necessary so in the future we won't have these problems and our rights are being met. When the superior arrived, we discussed the situation, showed her where we wanted to stand, and got the OK from here. It was the BEST spot we could have asked for. Just off to the side of the main stage, yet behind the speakers so that the noise from the concert was not a problem
We set up one of our 4ft by 4ft signs. We started out in groups of 2 in two different locations, but it wasn't long before event security, not the police, started hassling Josh and Michael. So Lori and I packed up and went to Josh and Michael's area - which I described above. We did not have any more contact with the event "security" once all 4 of us were together.
The day was full of non-stop conversations. We got setup about 12pm and I was the last one to leave about 7:30. It was amazing how the homosexual community, esp. those who profess to be believers, twist the scriptures. I do not have the time to explain there interpretations, but it is as twisted as I've ever seen. We preached repentance and faith from start to finish. We told them the consequences of not repenting and not believing in Jesus. At times, there was up to 25 or more people gathered around us, asking questions, shouting obscenities, etc.
As the day wound down, as we were packing up to leave, I got into a great one-on-one conversation with a young girl. She had heard us preach several times throughout the day and apologized how the other homo's acted towards us. I let her know it's part of being a christian. She said she has never had a homosexual encounter and that she is struggling with what we were preaching and what she wants to do. She was crying and admitting she was very confused about her "feelings" and the biblical truth. I talked with her for well over an hour, having to call home to get a ride. In the end,she said she would consider what I said, but ultimately believes God will not punish her for her homosexual lifestyle if she chooses it. I ended telling her if the bible is true, she will forever burn in the lake of fire because the unrighteous will not inherit the Kingdom of God, but as long as she lives, there is always hope through repentance and faith. Please pray for Ashley.
Proverbs 24:25
But those who rebuke the wicked will have delight, And a good blessing will come upon them.
GBLA day #3
The final day of the gay fest was spent in Superior to preach at their parade and ended in Canal Park for general preaching. Being we were in Superior, WI again, the bullhorn was legal to use. We got to Superior around 11:30 before the noon start of the parade. We situated ourselves on a street corner where the parade turned, and preached REPENTANCE and FAITH for over an hour on the bullhorn. We warned ALL sinners, not just homosexuals, about the terror of the Lord and the forgiveness of sins through the Blood of Jesus Christ. Once again, the Police did not give us any problems. In fact a squad car pulled right up in front of us directing the traffic and the parade. He was within 20 yards of us. As the parade continued past him, the homosexuals were honking their horn at us, yelling, etc. to try and drawn out my preaching. I turned the bulhorn up as loud as it could go...and let me tell you...IT'S LOUD. The police never batted an eye towards us! PRAISE GOD!
During the parade, another gentleman, all by himself, was carrying two signs calling sinners to repentance and faith. He walked with the parade and through the crowds. May the Lord bless him for his boldness and faithfulness to call sinners to repent. We hope we have a chance to meet up with him again, unfortunately we did not get any contact information from him, just handshakes as he went by our preaching. We were able to engage in a few small conversations after the parade was over, which is always nice.
When the parade was done, we spent the rest of the day in canal park preaching to whoever would listen.
Acts 17:17
Therefore he reasoned in the synagogue...and in the marketplace daily with those who happened to be there.
I want to end with a quick thank you for all those who came out with us this summer. It isn't easy to do, but God gave you the strength and boldness to obey the great commission. I want to say thank to those who continued to pray for us while we were out battling. Just knowing others were praying for us, gives me strength...I thought about it on many occasions while preaching. I pray God would give all of us a desire to share the word more than we do, including us. The battle is raging all around us - preach the word, rebuke the wicked, call sinners to repentance. Now is not the time to become friends with someone just to get them to come to church. Now is the time to preach the word. There is no season for preaching. Preaching season is ALWAYS open (2 Timothy 4:2).
Now that fall has arrived, our efforts turn to the college campuses. As always, everyone is welcomed to join us. - even if it's just to be a "fly on the wall." Please consider helping us share the Gospel to the needed college communities. If nothing else, please continue to pray for the soldiers out on the battle field and those who "hear" our words. We, and they, need your prayers.
Proverbs 24:10-12
If you faint in the day of adversity, Your strength is small. Deliver those who are drawn toward death, And hold back those stumbling to the slaughter. If you say, "Surely we did not know this," Does not He who weighs the hearts consider it? He who keeps your soul, does He not know it? And will He not render to each man according to his deeds?
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