Unfortunately my PA didn’t work properly, on every third word or so it would cut out. So I couldn’t preach as my voice isn’t naturally strong.
But God sent Tony, the homeless man whom we met two times ago.
Tony used his God-given, very loud, male voice to open-air preach. Thank God for men.
Tony has no home, no money, hardly any clothes. But I tell you what – he is one of the best preachers I’ve ever heard. Not just one of the best street-preachers, but I mean, any preacher. That includes pastors, televangelists, you know, the ones who’ve grown rich on Churchianity.
On the street, his home, Tony shares his testimony. He was a drug addict who’d done time in prison. He was a murderer of the heart. But one day he met Jesus. And Jesus changed him.
“You may think I’m crazy!” he cries, “Well I am! I am crazy for Jesus!”
Praise God for that.
Instead God is using us, a ragtag bunch of women, and one homeless guy.
“In that day I will assemble the lame and gather the outcasts and those whom I’ve afflicted. I will make the lame a remnant and the outcast a strong nation.” Micah 4:6
Truly God uses the lame, the weak, the outcast. Btw, of us women:
1 is an ex-muslim, ex-alcoholic, ex-agoraphobic (see From Muhammed to Jesus)
1 is an ex-atheist
1 is an ex-Christian cult
All glory to the Lord Jesus Christ!
So Jesus used us outcasts to save “D”, another homeless man, on Friday. He came up to us and told us he is a thief and a drug addict. No hope for him. I told him about the thief on the cross. He said he shot up ice that morning.
Tony sat with him on the ground and talked with him. He ended up leading him to Christ.
I have rarely seen a more beautiful sight than two homeless guys sitting together talking about the love of God. One in the love of Christ leading the other to Christ.
“Christianity is one beggar telling another beggar where he found bread”
(Oh – and the Lord sent me a Christian after we finished on Friday who provided another PA for us! He is a good God.)