The Bluest Skies…

The bluest skies you’ve ever seen are in Seattle; a song by Perry Como. Growing up here in Seattle I always thought he obviously was not here most of the year. However in the summertime it is hard to be a nice day here in the Pacific Northwest. It has been absolutely beautiful, in the mid seventies and sunny everyday for the last couple of weeks. This makes the street preaching very easy not having to contend with the weather and the people are outside. I just spent a couple weeks here in the Seattle area. Some of my time was visiting friends and relatives, and in particular one friend of mine who has cancer. I was able to get out and preach several times in Seattle and in the city of Bellevue.

4th & Pine Street in Downtown Seattle – Summertime Crowds

Seattle 3rd & Pike

I was on the corner of 3rd & Pike. It was an interesting day. It was very difficult at first as people kept trying to interfere one way or another. The first man who came up that was friendly was Derek who took a large print Gospel and thanked me for being out there. He said it made his day. I had some interference by some people I would classify as demonized. Then an aid car and ambulance came and parked right by me to haul someone out of the Ross clothing store. Right after that the police arrested a woman (not sure why) right in front of me. I stopped preaching briefly then continued. Continue reading

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Seattle – Seed by the Wayside

I arrived at my title from the parable that Jesus gave concerning the sower and the seed. (Matthew 13, Mark 4, Luke 8) This is my 7th year of preaching here and I have notice quite a change, and not for the better. Like the proverbial frog slowly boiling in water I notice a subtle, but significant, change in the spiritual climate here. People are becoming more indifferent and hardened to the Gospel. For example: One day my long-time friend Greg came out with me to hand out tracts while I preached. We were on 5th & Pine, a great place with lots of people, mostly middle to upper middle class from what I can tell. Greg told me how he was astonished reporting that he was only able to hand out about one tract per 200 people. We Also had Gospels and dvd’s which no one took.

I preached for many hours over the span of several days while here. I went to a variety of corners including 4th & Pike, one of the busiest in the city. I had much favor with the police. I went off topic on two occasions; mentioning God’s and my support of the police. (Rom 13) I did this because they had been protesting the police across the nation as you may have heard. I also did a long discourse on homosexuality on my last day of preaching.

During my time here I did meet several people. I met a young man who had some questions but viewed Islam and Christianity as having the same God. Michael another man I met was also there listening. I visited with Michael and then prayed for him before leaving. He has a one-on-one ministry with some of the street people and also does a prayer walk around the downtown area. I saw Michael one other day as well when he stood by me the whole time I preached. Another woman Greg and I met. Her name was Jo who had a son Justin. Justin is now a Christian and a former heroin addict. Jo stopped when she heard part of my testimony. We talked some and prayed for her. Continue reading