Who do you say I am?

During His ministry on earth, Jesus Christ asked His disciples as to who the people thought He was.  Now, it wasn’t that He didn’t know what the people were thinking or saying about Him, but He used this to challenge the disciples with His next question, “Who do you say I am?”  To all who have heard …

Deep sadness in their lives

From the street, the home and property looked interesting. The garden was slightly over grown, the weather-board house looked to be in need of painting and maintenance in comparison to the one attached to it and I could see numerous bird cages in the closed-in veranda.  The front door was open so I opened the …

No time for your Jesus or your Bible

I spent a very interesting hour with Scott, a New Zealander in his late twenties who at one time was caught up in the teachings of a well known cult.  He didn’t actually join this cult, but in his time of searching for reality he’d spent many years reading books and listening to tapes, studying their beliefs.  He …

I’ve got a lot of guilt you know

He introduced himself as Jack Brown when he answered my knock at his door.  He was a tall old gentleman with bright eyes and a sharp mind and quick to tell me he was in his 80’s.  After introducing myself and explaining that I represented one of the local churches he seemed pleased that someone would stop by for a …

Different Gospel responses from all kinds of people

Many people I met with were more than aware of their lack of knowledge of God and as such were embarrassed.  Others felt guilty.  For a lot of them the embarrassment and guilt set in when their children and grandchildren began to ask them questions about where they (the children) came from, how they were born, the creation of  animals, flowers and the …

He said he’d missed death by inches many times in his life

One mid-afternoon I walked by the home of a smiling old man standing in his front door entrance.  I stopped and introduced myself and informed him I was from the local church around the corner.  He looked pleased when told of this and he asked me if I could come back late afternoon to talk. Whenever someone asks …

Guilt, Confusion, Fear, Anger……..

As a messenger of the gospel of Jesus Christ working in one of Melbourne’s middle-class suburbs, I learned to discern very quickly the plight of so many individual people.  Guilt, fear, confusion, worry, anger, anxiety, hurts, bitterness etc – if these were not verbally expressed, then they’d be written on their faces and if not on their faces it would show up in …

You’ll think I’m mad, everybody else does!

With her approval, I shared the gospel of Jesus Christ with Jean at her doorstep, I prayed for her, gave her my phone number and then said that when she felt the need for God’s help, to then pray to God the Father in Jesus’ name and ask Him for help.  She thanked me and said she would do so.

Not always smooth sailing out there

Being a street minister for the gospel of Jesus Christ is not easy work.  In four or five hours of any one day I would meet a variety of people and I never knew what to expect from any one them.  Some were warm and welcoming to Christ’s gospel message, others were indifferent to it and still others …

In his experience it was too political

He introduced himself as Jim when he answered my ring on his doorbell.  I explained that I was in his street today representing my local church, offering prayer for any personal or family needs.  Jim, perhaps in his mid-fifties, was surprised, telling me his local church didn’t do this and wondered why mine did.  I explained that we believed it was …

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