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Sheffield Team

Friday, 14 November, 2008

Posted by Posted 22 November 2008, 12:56 AM by David Gee. Permalink

 

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I was away from my usual area this Friday and found myself alone in Chester. This very beautiful city has one overwhelming problem that spoils the beauty of its streets and buildings. Most of the town inhabitants are currently headed to hell and determined to party hard until they get there if Friday was anything to go off.

 

After a fruitful day’s learning at a conference I headed out to the center of town and in the small streets next to a large Christmas tree I took my stand and proclaimed the truths of time and eternity to all who would listen. Not many people would engage and those who did heckle didn’t want to stay and talk, despite this I had a steady stream of people passing and of them a handful stayed to listen for much of the time.

 

I spoke with people regarding the love of God that is most clearly seen and understood in Jesus Christ. This is not the promiscuous love many think it is – love without boundaries that condones all sin and sweeps it under the carpet corruptly. Nor is this the love of the generous but soft-headed grandfather in the sky that so many idolise. Rather it is the love that protects the weak and defenceless and the orphan and outcast. God’s love is in many ways the greatest enemy of the sinner! When we lie or steal or tread down others in our ambition for selfish gain, this love of God kindles the wrath of God against all ungodliness and unrighteousness. The very person who claims that God is all loving is also the one in greatest peril from it! I fear that there will be many who will appeal to this on the day of Judgement only to hear the fearful reply: “I never knew you, depart from me you worker of iniquity!”.

 

As one who is equally guilty before God but forgiven through Jesus’ death and resurrection I urged, pleaded and encouraged the people of Chester to trust in Jesus and nothing else.

 

I had a couple of good conversations with some of the local street people, who welcomed the conversation and the preaching also. As opposed to the rich revelers who wandered past and scoffed. As has so often been the case, it seems that regarding eternity there is more realism and clear thinking among those who have little or nothing in this world.

 

After handing out as many tracts as I could I headed for my room praising God for His generosity in allowing me to speak with the lost of another city.

 


Gold Coast Team

Sunday, 16 November, 2008

Posted by Posted 22 November 2008, 12:55 AM by Dave Strachan. Permalink
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Ryan picked me up from Church and we drove to the Gold Coast, picking up Josh Williamson on the way. It was great to relax and chat with each other as we drove together.

 

 

As we approached our destination, storm clouds began to dominate the sky. We soon arrived at our usual place for bible reading and prayer and were joined by Tim and the guys from Helensvale Baptist church. The lifeguard on his megaphone sounded-out a warning for everyone swimming to get out of the water as dangerous weather conditions were imminent. As we finished our time of fellowship, we walked over to our usual preaching site in the hope of preaching for as long as the weather would hold off, but it started raining. I put my camera away and we walked over to the mall together undercover. I was personally disappointed, as I really enjoy watching the Word of God being preached out loud to a crowd of lost people.

 

 

Anyway, Josh directed us to take cover from the rain in the mall where we handed out gospel tracts and engaged in one-to-one gospel conversations.

 

 

I talked with some young people from Switzerland. While sharing the gospel with them, two of them (a guy and a girl) laughed/giggled. For some reason the gospel seemed embarrassing to them. I kept on sharing the gospel with them and stressed that the gospel is the most important message in the world (all we can do is be faithful and leave the results to God). Another young lady who was listening said that she was a protestant.

 

 

I talked with two young men on holidays from Ireland who had a Roman Catholic background (in general, one of my first questions upfront is asking if a person has any religious background at all). While sharing the gospel with them, I initially stressed the judgment of God and ironically at that exact point in time a lightning bolt seemed to hit pretty much right near us. We had a bit of a laugh for a while, but then I said something to the effect that being struck by lightning is nothing compared with facing a just and holy God in judgment.

 

 

I talked with an older-middle aged man from China who said that he has some sort of Buddhism background. He seemed to be giving careful attention to the gospel as I shared it with him. I spent quite a while with him as he really seemed interested, and I got to share really thoroughly with him.

 

 

I also shared the gospel fairly thoroughly with an older-middle aged guy who said he went to a church which was part of some sort of orthodox tradition. He told me that he didn’t think it was right that we were telling people of other religions that they need to become Christians. I said that if we are to be faithful in following Jesus then we must follow his example in doing so (John 14:6). Those who are without Christ are without hope and so it is love that compels us to point people to the one who is our only hope, so that we might be truly saved.

 

 

After some time, we regrouped, and after Ryan had purchased some pizza we headed back to our car. As we drove back home along the highway rain conditions were heavy and there were a number of accidents on the road.


Brisbane Team

Saturday, 15 November, 2008

Posted by Posted 22 November 2008, 12:46 AM by Josh Williamson. Permalink



Saturday, 15 November, 2008

Another day, and yet another chance to make known the glorious gospel of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ! Many people look forward to the weekend, as it means time off work, and a chance to go out and party, whereas I spend all week looking forward to the weekend, as I get a chance to preach the gospel.

It was the same routine as normal tonight we met in King George Square, we had some time of fellowship, Bible reading and corporate team prayer. For those of you who read this who are currently serving in an evangelism team or lead an evangelism team, seek to make a time of team prayer, as it is vital to any evangelistic outreach.

The weather this week unlike last week was fine, and hot. The preaching started off with Ralph standing to declare the Scriptures, within seconds of him beginning a few regular hecklers started in. Alex was there shouting out as per usual “There is no god!” Riley was chipping in with his two cents worth. While this happened all around members of the team were engaged in one to one conversations and handing out tracts.

Ralph spoke for about thirty minutes, then it was my turn to preach. I started off by talking about the reality of death, and then spoke about how I as a preacher can often times talk about death, while not actually thinking about it, or believing that it will impact me. A few people began to listen, I stressed to them that no matter who you are, or where you are from, or even what you do for a living, death will one day impact each and everyone of us. Then I told the crowd about how only a few hours earlier I was informed of the death of a dear friend of mine, a fellow evangelist. At this stage even those who regularly heckle fell silent.
 
This then launched me into the Scripture, and I expounded how our life is so short, and how none of us knows the day nor the hour that we will die. But, when thinking about death we need to also think about another question, what happens after I die?

By now God was being good to us (as He always is) and a crowd was building, all we needed now was a good heckler. God also provided that. A young man at the back of the crowd stood out, he made a few comments so I called him out. This young man identified himself as Teddy, so I began to dialogue with him in regards to the gospel of Christ. He was a very open man, and he seemed to be interested in what I was saying. At times he would fire up and hurl abuse at me, but then he would calm down and listen. God used Teddy to draw in a fairly large crowd.

For about thirty minutes I dealt with Teddy and preached the gospel to the crowd. The awesome thing about this crowd is that it was stationary, that is, it didn’t move. Those who were there from the beginning were there at the end.

As I drew to the close of my message a flock of hecklers opened fire, one young man an Asian began to scream “I am a $#$# Christian! And what you are saying is wrong, GOD IS A BLACK WOMAN!” Immediately I recognized the teaching from the heretical book “The Shack” so I called him out on his heresy but he was raging to much to even talk.

At this stage the crowd was still there, so I tagged in Kevin Bessent to preach the gospel to them once again. During Kevin’s preaching many great conversations happened. After Kevin finished preaching Ryan got up and once again shared the good news of the gospel.

Overall it was a great night, and many people got to hear the Gospel!

Soli Deo Gloria!

Full report with pictures: http://www.operation513.com

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London Team

Friday, 7 November, 2008

Posted by Posted 15 November 2008, 3:02 PM by Rob Hughes. Permalink

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Last Friday the team was back to sharing the gospel up at Leicester Square. Unfortunately I was unable to join them for the evening, which was a real shame. Faithful Carl took charge of the team and was joined by my brother James and Wesley, who had joined us for the first time the week before.

The evening was spent handing out tracts and talking with people one-to-one. Carl also had the opportunity to preach twice and both times drew in a crowd who listened intently as he shared with them the gospel.

I am especially pleased that Wesley came along for the second time. Street evangelism is fairly new to him but there’s no quicker way to learn than to get stuck in. We have a great team now and although some of us cannot make it every Friday, the important thing is that we aiming to have a continued presence in Leicester Square every Friday night.

On Saturday morning I headed to Tooting Broadway to meet up with Carl. On the way there a friend from church (also named Carl) rang and said he would come along to join us. It was a great encouragement. Once we arrived another friend from my church, Chin Cong, stopped to join us, since he had seen us as he had been passing by. I asked Carl if he would like to preach, however he insisted I should preach since he had preached the night before. Within minutes of standing up the heavens opened and down came the rain. Seeing that I was preaching the gospel with the rain pouring down a very kind lady (who I am convinced must be a Christian) came and stood next to me with a large umbrella to shield me from the rain. It really was most kind of her. Unfortunately we never got the time to chat as she left as soon as I stepped down. I thanked her for kindness as we said goodbye.

While it was raining we stood at the entrance to the tube station and handed out tracts to those who passed. We also had the opportunity to speak with a few people as well. After the rain eased up I decided to take the opportunity to preach once more. But alas, after a few minutes of preaching, down came the rain again. I preached a much shorter message this time but stressed to those who could hear the importance of surrendering our lives to Christ. I did not see it as a waste of time, as I know that there were people who would have heard the gospel that very wet and rainy afternoon.

Soli Deo Gloria!


Gold Coast Team

Sunday, 9 November, 2008

Posted by Posted 15 November 2008, 2:37 PM by Josh Williamson. Permalink

Sunday, 9 November 2008

It was cloudy and overcast, it appeared that the rain from last night was still hanging around, but never-the-less, we headed down to the Gold Coast for a day of outreach.

Today was my first day back on the job as Gold Coast team leader, this is due to Josh Mitchell resigning from the position to spend time with family. Again, we wish to thank Josh Mitchell for his hard work and faithful service, we  love you brother, and look forward to working with you again in the fields that are white for harvest.

We had a four man team today, which was made up of Andre, Kyosti, Peter and myself.

After arriving and finding a park, we spent some time in prayer and bible reading, then at 2pm we began to witness for the Lord. Andre was the first preacher up for the afternoon, he preached on how we can trust the Bible, and how Jesus was prophesied many years before His coming to earth. Due to the weather only a few people stopped, which was good considering that not many people were on the Gold Coast.

Andre preached for about thirty minutes, and during this time he did a good presentation of the gospel, and then he pleaded with people to come unto repentance.

Upon finishing his message, we spent some time just handing out tracts and talking to people, it was also during this time that a Christian approached and stated that the preaching was too scary and it made people fear God. Which, personally I thought was good, as the Bible tells us time and time again to Fear God.

After, about thirty minutes of tract work, and one to one I got up and began to preach about how God has put all of creation in place and it obeys, yet as humans we constantly rebel against Him. I also spoke about how many people actually die at the beaches due to drowning, and cautioned the swimmers to be careful unless they do die and meet their Creator.

A handful of people stopped and listened, but there were no hecklers, which was extremely odd for the Gold Coast, we just blamed it on the weather and continued to preach the gospel.

At about 3:30pm I finished preaching, and then we once again began to witness one to one and hand out tracts. While handing out tracts I was able to get into a good conversation with a man who was brought up in a Christian home, but now rejected it all, because his brother who is an Anglican bishop has a wife and a couple of girlfriends. It was hard to connect with him as he was just solid in attacking Christianity, then he said these words “I grew up in the Boys Brigade and was a Brigade officer, and many of those people in church are hypocrites.” I had my opening as I also was involved with the Boys Brigade, so the conversation changed to a couple of former Brigade members talking to each other. This then led to an opportunity in which I was able to present the gospel.
While the day was slow on the Gold Coast it was a good time of witnessing.


Brisbane Team

Saturday, 8 November, 2008

Posted by Posted 15 November 2008, 2:37 PM by Josh Williamson. Permalink

Saturday, 8 November, 2008

As I sat in my study this afternoon, I couldn’t help but notice the fact that way out across the western skyline there was a band of long dark storm clouds, this is never an encouraging sign when you do street evangelism. So I quickly logged onto the internet and checked out the weather, and all this did was confirm my thoughts, we were in for a wet night in Brisbane city.

Since rain was inbound, I thought it wise to go check the back of my car to see if we had umbrellas and a tarp to cover our stuff. Wet weather evangelism, never fun, but the gospel will still go forth.
As I arrived in Brisbane the heavens began to open up and some light rain began to fall, while it wasn’t enough to stop anything, it was enough to be annoying. So we took shelter under the local buss stop, and it was there that we held our time of Bible reading and team prayer.

As 9pm rolled around we headed up the Queen Street Mall, which was now being hammered hard by rain, but we set up anyway, and decided that we would preach under umbrellas, which is quite hard as you can’t hear anything a heckler says.

People generally stop when a preacher is preaching in the rain, as they want to know why some bloke is standing in the wet talking, and since both sides of the mall are undercover people can stand in the dry to listen.
Andrew Hsu was the first preacher up for the night, he preached a long but solid message, expounding on the holiness of God and His demands. During the time a couple of hecklers yelled out, but due to the rain it was near on impossible to make out what they actually said.

While, Andrew was preaching there were may tracts being handed out, and also many one to one conversations occurring. People seemed to want to know about why the preacher was standing in the rain and what he was saying.

After Hsusy finished preaching, we spent some time just doing one to one and tract work. This was a beneficial time as many people were interested in talking. After doing this for some time, we put Ryan up to continue the preaching for the night.

Then, while Ryan was preaching in the pouring rain something strange began to happen… hecklers began to emerge from the safety of the dry and started to heckle. “THERE IS NO GOD!” Yelled Alex the agnostic,    “JESUS COPIED HORUS!” He yelled again. Riley was also in the mix, but was a little bit more subdued that Alex, “Evolution is a fact, you are brainwashed” he chimed into the discussion. Ryan held his ground and proceeded to dismantle the arguments as presented by the atheists.

This week we had to focus more on attacking in the intellect, and show that Christianity is not just based on emotions. The reason for this was because two weeks ago, two Pentecostals came to where were preaching, and began to tell all the atheists about a miracle that God had just done. One of them claimed to have been bushwalking, and while bushwalking a black snake came out of the scrub and bit him on the leg. Both of them claimed to have seen this snake, and as evidence of the bite, they showed us the marks on his leg. My advice was to go to the hospital, but they refused as they were claiming their healing by “faith”. They went from person to person and told this tale of the snake and the healing. All the atheists came up to ask afterwards and asked if they were serious or not, all I could do was point out they weren’t with us, and that I had advised them to seek medical attention.

This display of “miraculous” healing is something that set back the Christian cause, as it makes us all look like a bunch of kooks, now don’t get me wrong, I believe that God heals, but, to run around saying “This proves God exists” is rather silly, as you don’t see any biblical precedent for it.

Anyway, this week they both returned, and one of them (not the one who claimed to have been bitten) came up to me, and said that they had been to the doctors and they told him about the snake bite, upon examination the   doctor said that the mark was from a leech not a snake bite, and that the “symptoms” he experienced were nothing more than psychological. Well, didn’t the atheists have a laugh at this, and I must admit I found it rather amusing as well. So, I questioned them about it, and asked them to explain how come they both claimed to have seen the snake latch onto him. The reply they gave was “See our eyes can fool us!” Instead of just admitting to lying about the incident they proceeded to justify their sin, and last time I checked a leech and a snake look completely different.

The reason I include this in the weekly report is because one of them decided to get into a screaming match at Alex, and at one point began to try and cast out demons from him. Now, if an atheist or someone from any other religion said or did something wrong, I would go after them, and it is no different when a professing Christian does it also. So I broke them up, apologized to the atheists and pointed out that he is not with us. Which they accepted. Then, I turned my attention to the professing Christian and spoke to him from Romans 2. The sad thing is he refused to listen and even said “Don’t reason with me from the Scripture!” He was basing his argument on “the spirit rising up” within him. The problem is, what he was doing and the conduct he was showing was not something a spirit filled Christian would do. He refused the rebuke and left raging.

So once again, I wish to extend an apology to Alex, Riley and any other atheist who had the misfortune to have to deal with this man. Let me stress that what he portrayed is not biblical Christianity.

The rest of the night was spent handing out tracts and talking to people, all in all it was a good night, with many people hearing the gospel of Jesus Christ.


London Team

Friday, 31 October, 2008

Posted by Posted 10 November 2008, 3:44 PM by Rob Hughes. Permalink

Friday evening came around and so we were back once more at Leicester Square to minister the gospel. The team was made up of Andrew, Carl, Philip, my brother James and I. We were also joined by Wesley, a young man Carl met at a Christian meeting just recently.

It was 31st October, and so for many this meant Halloween. For me and many others it meant Reformation Day.
  What a contrast! In our hearts we desired to remember a great move of God whereby God used men to bring godly reform to an evil religious regime. In the hearts of others was the desire to flirt with evil itself. Many of course were dressed up in costumes depicting monsters, ghosts, zombies, and other gruesome looking creatures. “Happy Halloween!” was being exchanged from person to person much like you would say, “Happy Birthday,” or “Merry Christmas.” I shook my head as I heard this. What is “happy” about a celebration of evil?? Concerning Halloween’s origins, consider the following…

The celebration can be traced back to the Druid festival of the dead. The Roman Pantheon, built by Emperor Hadrian in A.D. 100 as a temple to the goddess Cybele and other Roman gods, became the principle place of worship. In 609, Emperor Phocas seized Rome and gave the Pantheon to Pope Boniface IV. Boniface consecrated it to the Virgin Mary and kept using the temple to pray for the dead, only now it was “Christianized,” as men added the unscriptural teaching of purgatory. In 834, Gregory IV extended the feast for all the church and it became known as All Saint’s Day, still remembering the dead. Samhain, a Druid god of the dead, was honoured at Hallowe’en (“All Hallows Eve”) in Britain, Germany, France, and the Celtic countries. Samhain called together all wicked souls who died within the past year and who were destined to inhabit animals. The Druids believed that souls of the dead came back to their homes to be entertained by those still living. Suitable food and shelter were provided for these spirits or else they would cast spells, steal infants, destroy crops, kill farm animals, and create terror as they haunted the living. This is the action that “Trick-or-Treat” copies today. The Samhain celebration used nuts, apples, skeletons, witches, and black cats. Divination and auguries were practiced as well as magic to seek answers for the future. Even today witchcraft practitioners declare October 31 as the most favourable time to practice their arts (The Evidence Bible).

After a time of prayer and devotions we began setting up for the evening. We were back along the railing which I was pleased about, although, it must be said, that God sure used us on the other side of the promenade and should it be His will I’m sure He will use us there again. I stood up to preach first and felt quite blessed by the Lord that I was able to preach on a day that commemorates the time when the glorious gospel was thundered from the lips of those who fought for revival and reform.

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There was much going on with all the fancy dress and partying and I must say this was distracting for me and also for those who I believe would have normally stopped to hear the Word preached. People did stop to listen as I preached however there were few hecklers and so our crowd was small in size. After I finished preaching we all set about handing out tracts and talking with people one-to-one. I got into a conversation with a gentleman from the States named Diego and this would be the sole person I would end up talking with before we headed on home. Diego was very willing to talk, which was great, although it was clear that he had some particular views of his own and would say things like, “Yes, but I believe this…” My focus was to make a defence for God’s Word and to talk on the authority of Scripture and how its precepts and teaching is ultimately what we are called to believe, not blindly, but rather because it is the truth. We spoke for well over an hour and I believe the Lord will continue to speak to him through His Spirit as he ponders what he heard.

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It was a very cold night and by the time it was ready to leave we all struggled to sense any feeling left in our toes. The atmosphere of the evening was somewhat oppressive but praise God, we brought light to a dark place.

Soli Deo Gloria!


Brisbane Team

Saturday, 1 November, 2008

Posted by Posted 8 November 2008, 2:54 PM by Josh Williamson. Permalink

 

Saturday, 1 November, 2008

  “beep…beep…beep…beep…” my alarm sounded all to early this morning, as I rolled over and looked at the clock I saw that it was 7am, which was not cool considering I didn’t get home from work till after 1am, and then time I got to bed it was near on 3am.

Instantly my mind began to give me many reasons to punch the alarm and then roll back over to get a few more hours of sleep. Surely, I could skip the evangelist conference I was planning on attending this morning, after all it is only a “conference” and not evangelism, they would hardly notice me missing. But, as I lay there I began to think about how good it would be to spend the morning with many other evangelists, the work of evangelism is hard enough, but spending time with other people who have the same passion as you, and the same zeal that you have is always uplifting.

So, very slowly I got out of bed, and began to prepare for the day. At 8:45am, I arrived at the church where the conference was being held, and within minutes of entering the building I was no regretting coming, it was such an uplifting time of worship and of fellowship with other evangelists. We all come from a wide background, and we all have different styles and methods of evangelism, however, we all share the same goal and passion, that of seeing God glorified through the saving of souls. As 12pm rolled around part of me wanted to stay in this time of fellowship and teaching with my brothers and sisters in arms, however, we all had to break off and go our own separate ways, and to our own ministries.

The morning served to be a major boost for me, I was really looking forward to getting out on the streets and making Christ Jesus known. The more I think about the gift of evangelism and the office of an evangelist, I can’t help but think that it has to be the highest calling any Christian can have, what a great privilege and honour it is to let sinful man know how Christ Jesus can forgive all their sins if they would repent and trust in Him alone.

I arrived on the streets at the usual time, and as I walked through the mall I handed out tracts to all those sitting down, it was good to see a few familiar faces, and it was good to see that those whom we have witnessed to many times still take tracts and re-read them.

The team gathered together around the side of City Hall, and there we beseeched God to have mercy on this city, and to also make Himself known to those who are in darkness, we begged of God to save the lost tonight, and we know that God is faithful to draw His elect unto Himself.

At 9pm, we headed into the Queen Street Mall, and as we were setting up the false prophet of Brisbane decided    to drop on by and tell us to watch ourselves tonight as he doesn’t want to have to save us from being hit this week. We thanked him for defending us last week, and once again we encouraged him to repent and trust in Jesus.

Ali was the first preacher for the night, now this young guy has come a long way, when you talk to him he appears as a softly spoken, quiet, and shy kind of guy, yet when he preaches he preaches with a passion and a love for the lost. The thing I love about Ali’s preaching is the fact that he uses much scripture, and his preaching is dripping in theology. But, he doesn’t preach in a way that is over the head of the listeners, but rather he breaks it down so the common man can understand the great truths of Scripture.

After Ali finished preaching, Ralph got up and had a preach. Ralph is a very smart young man, and sometimes I feel sorry for the hecklers he gets, but something that I love about Ralph and his preaching is that he is so humble. In the realm of evangelism it is so easy to get puffed up and become rather proud, but I haven’t seen this with Ralph, he seems to be content in just making Jesus Christ known. As Ralph preached a crowd began to gather so in engaged them in conversation, then kept pointing them to the Cross of Christ, on which Jesus Christ suffered and died for the sins of His people.

After Ralph finished preaching there was a time of one to one witnessing and also tracts being handed out. Things were going smoothly for a time, until… the prophet (false) Pear stood and began to pronounce “THUS SAYETH THE LORD!” He started by taking a King James Only position and attacking us because Ralph used the NASB, and I preach from the ESV, so I challenged him on what he was saying, and Pear turned to me and said, “I know the King James is perfect because I can read the original Arabic in which it was written!” I tried to reason with him, and show him that the Bible was not written in Arabic, but rather in Hebrew and Koine Greek. But, Pear wouldn’t have a bar of it, he began to rant saying he knew the original languages, and that he could translate anything.

This proved interesting, and since I had my Greek New Testament on me, I decided to open it up, read a verse to him, and ask him to translate. His face went from one of arrogance to just no expression. As I read him the verse, I he just glared at me. The verse I read out to him in the Greek was John 1:1, which is a simple verse to translate (even though the JW’s always get it wrong!), since Pear couldn’t tell me what it said, I translated it for him.
Then, Pear said to me and all those around “I was there when they laid the foundation of the world! I am the eternal one!” I replied back to him, “Only God is eternal, and unless you are God, you weren’t there.” Pear once again turned to me, and this time louder said, “I WAS THERE WHEN THEY LAID THE FOUNDATION OF THE EARTH!!!”

I decided to ask Pear straight, “Are you claiming to be God?” Pear smiled and said, “I am the eternal one!” This resulted in me rebuking him for his blasphemy, Pear began to back away screaming at me “LIAR, LIAR, LIAR!”
He then returned, saying, “I am the olive tree and the golden trumpet. I am the lamb with the seven eyes, and Jesus goes before me, clearing my path.” Once again I engaged him with the Scripture, to prove that he was not which he claimed. Pear became more aggressive and yelled about him being a prophet, and that he was Moses from the Old Testament. At this stage I was thinking the only Biblical name he could claim was that of Legion. Dan Kent decided to jump in at this time, and try to get Pear away, so he extended his hand to shake Pear’s. Pear yelled at Dan, “I will not touch a Gentile!” This resulted in us pointing out that Moses actually married a non-Hebrew woman, well, that set Pear off, he came running at me, got within an inch of my face and said, “Moses, killed two of Pharaoh’s guards, and I can do the same, so watch yourself!”

So I asked him, “Pear, are you saying that you will kill me?” He turned got right up in my face and said, “If you call my wife a Gentile I will kill you! Do you understand?” I replied that I understood him, and with that he reached out and began to strangle me. Now, this bloke has a good grip, his grabbed my throat so tight that I completely lost all ability to breathe. Dan and Ralph quickly jumped into action grabbing Pear and pulling him off me. This resulted in the police coming and arresting Pear. Please pray for him.

At around 11:45pm, I decided to get up and preach, so I spoke from Luke 18:9-14, and told about how people often trust in themselves for salvation, but this will never merit it. Rather we must trust in Jesus alone to be saved.
God was good to us, and He gathered a crowd into listen, the cool thing was they just stood and listened. As I preached I noticed that many of them were hanging on every word, and that a couple of people in the crowd were crying. God was at work in hearts of those hearing the gospel.
 
After the Open Air we had a time of one to one, and during that time we had many great conversations.
Please pray for all those who heard the gospel, and pray that God would grant them salvation.

Soli Deo Gloria!

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London Team

Friday, 24 October, 2008

Posted by Posted 1 November 2008, 4:08 PM by Rob Hughes. Permalink

On Friday evening we were blessed with a great turn out. Andrew brought his friend Steve and we also had Adam join us for a second time. That meant that with Philip, Carl, my brother and I, there were seven of us in total. Praise God.

  We all arrived a little earlier and this was because I felt it would be good to have some fellowship before we start the ministry. Often we arrive and get talking amongst ourselves and before you know it a considerable amount of time has passed. Our window of opportunity is short and so we must redeem the time! We met at the Aberdeen Angus Steakhouse and munched on some hot chips as we had a time of devotions together. It was great.

Carl’s voice was not a hundred percent so I stood up to preach first. We had in mind to tag when half and hour had passed, but only if the open-air preacher did not have a significant crowd. It would not be helpful to tag should that affect the continuity of the message being preached. After standing up to preach a crowd began to form fairly quickly. We were once again standing on the other side of the railing as there was again no space for us to set up on that side. Although I am not keen on this I am grateful to the Lord that we are still able to preach at Leicester Square. Long may it continue!

During my preach I did have a number of people heckle me, although no one became as aggressive as in recent   weeks. Quite a few people tried to distract me and cause me to stop, but praise God, no one forcibly attempted to do so. As time progressed I had fewer and fewer people heckle me from the crowd, although a good number of people were transfixed by the message. My heart really went out to them and I implored with them and pleaded with them to flee from the wrath that is to come.

After I finished preaching I was approached by a gentleman who was visibly moved. He thanked me for my message and we ended up having a great chat together. He has asked that I do not provide any details for private reasons. I cannot provide his name, however God knows his name and so I would ask that you hold him up in prayer. He mentioned that he would try to make the time to visit Leicester Square to hear me preach again. We exchanged contact details and so I hope we can stay in touch.

Moving on I noticed that the rest of the team were engaged in some great one-to-one conversations. Seeing that I was free Steve motioned for me to come and help him; he was talking with a friend of his from university, who happens to be a Muslim. I talked with him of the justice of God and the love of God. The Bible shows us that God fully satisfies both His justice and His love (Romans 3:21-26). Islam fails on both. This is the key difference between the two faiths. I also spoke to him of the contradictions of the Qu’ran, most notably the references it makes of the Bible. It mentions that God sent the gospel through the preaching of Jesus Christ (Sura 3:3; 5:46). The onus is therefore on every good Muslim to study to find out what this “gospel” is. I told Steve’s friend that he will discover that the gospel is the good news that Jesus Christ is the answer to the world’s greatest dilemma: sin. This is where the Qu’ran and the Bible clash, and since the Bible came before the Qu’ran, it is clear that it is the Bible that is true and the Qu’ran that is false. He tried to argue against this, however his arguments did not address the issue and it was clear that he was well and truly stumped. It is never about winning an argument just for the sake of winning an argument. In our case we are blessed in that we can win the argument, simply because the Bible is the truth and the Qu’ran is not. Muslims have been heavily indoctrinated to the degree that they very often do not listen to reason. I have found it best to labour to show them how their own faith contradicts itself, so that they can then begin to question what is true and what is not.

It was a fruitful evening and much seed was sown.

Saturday morning came around and we were back at Tooting Broadway. Philip and I were joined by Carl and my brother also joined us a little later. I asked Carl if he would preach first as my voice was a little strained from the night before. He preached well and a number of people stopped to listen. We were able to have some good conversations with a fair amount of people. At one point a group of young teenagers were standing by themselves and so I approached them and gave them each a million pound note. As I was talking with them a man standing nearby interjected quite aggressively and made the claim that I would be harming young minds by brainwashing them with religion. He touted that evolution was the answer and that there is no God at all. It was all I could do to restrain myself. The nerve of the argument! I made a clear defence for God’s existence and also spoke of the utter failings of evolution to provide answers that have any hope of satisfying the issues facing our world. Evolution removes hope, it removes meaning, it removes morality and ethics, and it does not and cannot explain why we are here or where we are going. It is fatalistic and morally inept.

After a short while he moved on. My young teenage friends, however, chose to stay. I opened up the glorious gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ and urged them to turn to the only Saviour this world can know. They were struck by the message and    I praise the Lord that He kept them from being robbed of hearing the gospel. I told them that my church was not far away and that we have a number of people their age who attend. I gave them my contact details, as well as the details of my church and encouraged them to come and visit. Do pray that the Lord would bring them to a saving knowledge of the truth.

It was a wonderful weekend of ministry. Please pray for all those who heard the gospel. The harvest truly is plentiful!

Soli Deo Gloria!


Brisbane Team

Saturday, 25 October, 2008

Posted by Posted 1 November 2008, 3:43 PM by Josh Williamson. Permalink

My body was sore, and I was tired from getting in late the night before. While it was an awesome time of witnessing on the Gold Coast the fact that I got home in the early hours AM was not.

I spent the afternoon preparing to go out witnessing that night, I still can't understand why God would entrust the eternal message of the gospel to lowly humans, but I am thankful that God has given us the privilege to make him known.

As usual we made our way to the Queen Street Mall after spending some time in prayer and reading our Bible as a group. I was expecting it to be rather quiet tonight due to the Indy on the Gold Coast, but was surprised to fine that the mall was rather busy.

It was decided that I should preach first tonight, my sermon for the night was going to be on "Freedom and Slavery". I started by talking on the fact that people were upset that in a free country they were banned from flashing their breasts at people during Indy, I pointed out that people believed this to be apart of them being free people, since they were free then they could do whatever they wanted. But, then I asked the question "Are we truly free?" Then I spoke how people in society are enslaved to many different things, from lust, drunkenness, drug addiction, love of self, and sin in general. Then I read out these words from John 8:34:

"Jesus answered them, "Truly, truly, I say to you, everyone who commits sin is a slave to sin."

This launched into a discussion about how if we were truly free then we should be able to stop sinning, but the problem is a slave cannot just throw off his master. We are enslaved to our sin, we are bound to sin. We cannot in and of ourselves stop sinning. Our nature is bent towards sin, and we love to sin.
     
At this one man from the crowd began to yell out that he was a slave to sin, and that he loved it! The crowd erupted in cheers, so I agreed with him, and said that he does indeed love his sin, and he will enjoy his sin for a season. But, the very sin he loves will the be the very sin that damns him. The man stated that he didn't care, as he loved his homosexual sex too much. The man then proceeded to try and hit on me, by making sexual comments to me, and telling me what he would like to do to me. I kept on preaching, and spoke about how sin will damn us all, and that unless we have a Saviour from our sin, we have no hope.

The regular hecklers were there also, Alex the Agnostic, Riley the Agnostic, and Josh the Atheist. I actually enjoy talking to these guys, and it has now got to the point where I actually look forward to seeing them. Some have said I waste my time talking to these men, I but I don't think I am. I think that God may be gracious to them one day, and on that day He will grant them repentance and lead them to the knowledge of the truth, this is something I pray for, and I ask you to pray also.

We went back and forth with a few hecklers, and I kept focusing on going back to the gospel of Christ, and showing that he alone is the hope of our forgiveness. One man stopped and started to yell that I shouldn't be preaching, but rather I should love everyone. I said I do love people that is why I will preach to them, then I asked him if he loved me, the man replied he did love me, and then walked off. I noticed that one of the team had him in a one to one conversation, so I continued to preach.

One young woman next to me began to act all proud about the fact that she was going to hell, so I took the time to describe the reality of hell, she soon went from being arrogant to not wanting to talk about the issue any more. At the description of hell, "Mr. Love" returned, this time threatening to punch my head in (very loving), he was furious that I would talk about hell, and then he ordered me to stop preaching, I refused so he began to threaten me. I stood my ground and continued to preach.

After awhile he moved on (probably due to the police which were watching), and once again I noticed that he was in a one to one conversation. After preaching for about an hour I stood down, and had a few one to one conversations. Shortly after finishing preaching I was called into the conversation with "Mr. Love" he wanted to apologize to me for his actions." I accepted his apology and left him with on of the team. I later found out that he had asked how he could be forgiven of sins.

The rest of the night was spent with the team preaching, and many tracts and one to ones going out.
It was a great night, all glory to the one who died in the place of sinners!

Soli Deo Gloria!


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