Gone to Carolina

Since my last blog post I have covered a lot of ground. Most of my preaching has been in the Carolinas (North and South). After leaving Pensacola I headed north to Montgomery, Alabama where I preached a solid hour as it threatened to rain. Not too many people on the street but it was announced. I felt I gave a good message that day. After that it was onto two cities in Georgia; Columbus and Augusta. Both of these cities were not a street preachers dream but I got the job done. In Augusta they had the streets blocked off downtown for some reason and I had to go to an inferior corner. It was somewhat of a bust, but you never know.

South Carolina

In Columbia, South Carolina I went to a corner that was bustling with people. After about a half hour I was told by a city ambassador and police officer that I couldn’t preach using the amp. Both of them were rude. So much for Southern hospitality. I was miffed and figured I had nothing to lose. I was too tired and it was so hot and humid so preaching without the amp was not an option this day. I went back to the van and rigged one of my speakers up so that it broadcasted out the passenger window. I drove up and down the streets in downtown preaching out my window.

I had a better time at Myrtle Beach where I set up on a busy corner where the people walk by to see the attractions. This is kind of like Santa Cruz. There were plenty of people. The highlight was about halfway through. A man came up and sat down by me and eventually was laying down. He seemed to look homeless and not sure what he was up to. I kept preaching and a few of his buddies came by and I stopped preaching and shared with them. One of them took a Gospel. That was when Marshall, the man laying down revealed he was a believer and to keep up the preaching. That is what I did and when finished Marshall said he was so encouraged by the message and that is what he needed to hear. He must of mentioned this at least three times. I gave him some goodies and then I prayed for him. He also in returned prayed for me. As we parted ways I continued to pray for him.

Downtown Raleigh, North Carolina as Seen From Freeway

The next day was Sunday. I went to West Monroe Baptist Church. They were friendly enough. It was a large church, which most of the churches are here. It was a large brick building. Huge! This one had several out buildings as well. The service was good. The pastor preached a good message from 1 Cor 9 and did a good job. I met him briefly. I had an odd thing happen as I sat there and observed an older gal in front of me scrolling through a shopping website during the service. She was looking at shoes. Continue reading


Bible on the Bayou

I’m writing this blog update from Pensacola, Florida where there is a hurricane coming up through southern Florida. At this point it is uncertain if it will affect Pensacola to the point of evacuation. The continued prediction is showing the hurricane moving further west to now Tallahassee is included in its path. My next report will have more on the hurricane. One of my concerns is it will affect my travel plans going to Southern Florida it could be up to 3 weeks or longer before everything is back to normal.

I have just gone through several Southern cities. I started my preaching in Shreveport, Louisiana. I then moved on to Jackson, Mississippi; then I headed down to Baton Rouge, Louisiana. After that it was over to Mobile, Alabama before coming here to Pensacola.

Mobile, Alabama as Viewed From the Dashboard of the Van

Bayou Country

These cities are well within the infamous “Bible Belt”. I noticed however that people here are indifferent and somewhat complacent of their faith and the Gospel in general. I didn’t move very many of the written materials. These are; Bibles, Gospels of John, and other Christian literature. I had a few conversations and I had a few people I was able to pray with. Each city took on its own challenges. I had to deal with some humidity and heat but the van ran well and I’m doing fine. The highlight was Woody, a man who was parked around a corner in Shreveport, heard me preaching and got out of the car to come talk to me. I was able to pray for his walk in the Lord.

God’s Car Wash

On two different occasions, the first being in Flagstaff, Arizona, the van was washed by rainstorms. As I passed through there was a thunderstorm so severe and the rain hit the van so hard it washed off all the dirt and all the bugs off the windshield. Similarly in Jackson, Mississippi I had the same thing happen. I was planning on getting the van washed the next day but because the rain again was so heavy it washed off all the bugs and dust, I decided not to get the van washed. God had taken care of it all for me. I didn’t have the nerve to tell Him that He missed a few spots. I try to keep the van clean so that it has a good appearance when I park at Walmart’s and in other places. I noticed that the better-looking your vehicle is, the less hassle you’re going to get from security or police. Believe it or not people judge outwardly. Sometimes on these road trips it doesn’t pay off to have the van washed at a car wash for $10 or $12 and then only have it get very dirty the very next day, so it was nice to have just a basic job done by this rain.

Portland & Coastal Cities

Currently I am at homebase awaiting a big trip across the country to the East Coast in September. I have returned from my summer trip to the Pacific Northwest. After leaving Seattle I traveled down to Vancouver, Washington and the greater Portland area. I have lots of friends here and had many visits and times of fellowship. I saw Richard Latimer and John Payne both of which I stayed with in Vancouver. I attended church with long-time friends of Glencullen Baptist in Portland. I preached in downtown Portland several times before heading to the Pacific Coast. The heatwave which was to send temperatures in the Portland area to triple digits forced me to the coast about 5 days earlier than anticipated. This allowed me to get some rest and also to preach in a few places I would not have preached in had I continued with my original schedule. I got lots walks on the beach too!

Sunset View of Pacific Ocean – Oceanside, Oregon

My travels also included stays at other churches. a new church and Pastor I met along the way was found in Tillamook Oregon. it was called Life Changes Christian Church. I rolled in there on a Wednesday just in time to go to the beach and have a barbecue with the workers that were there for Vacation Bible School. I met pastor Brad and he allowed me to park overnight at the church and then I attended a pastor’s prayer meeting in the morning. I also met a couple who knew my cousin, a longtime resident of Tillamook.

Heading south I stayed in Lincoln City at the Foursquare Church where I was able to stay for two nights. Continue reading

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

Dallas – Summer Swelter

Downtown Dallas – From Airplane Leaving For Oakland

My first day preaching in Dallas was hot and humid. With temperatures in the upper nineties and humidity at nearly 70% I preached the Gospel on Elm & Ervay, a new corner I had not been to before. Although it was hot, this corner didn’t lack people going to and fro. I had a great time using my smallest of four amps that I brought on the plane this trip. I met Virgil, a young man who came up and asked me for prayer. He said he had a lot of confusion and this prevented his own praying to the Lord. I prayed and encouraged him before he left. I was in front of a hotel and the security came out and told me I couldn’t be on the sidewalk since it was their property. This has come up a number of times in the past in various cities. I told them that the sidewalk was public access as established in the courts over the years. They called the police when I wouldn’t leave. When the officer arrived he said that I was perfectly fine on the sidewalk and also fine with using the amp. He said he was going inside to set them straight – Praise the Lord!

I preached in Dallas three days and in Plano, Texas one day. I actually felt faint on one occasion. However I had a successful time here getting out the Gospel. I also was able to pray for several other people who approached me at different times; Lisa, a young gal who said she had backslidden with a relapse on Meth. I noticed she had terrible sores on her arms as she sat and listened to me preach for about ten minutes before I gave her individual attention. Another day a woman named Lynnette asked for prayers to rid her of demons and addictions. These people were very humble and seemed to be hungry for the Lord. Only one street person asked me for something to eat which I obliged him although his interest in the Lord was waning.

A big highlight for me was on Father’s Day both of my sons contacted me to wish me a happy Father’s Day. It was a real blessing to hear from my youngest son. He also had texted me some latest pictures of my grandson Dillon. Coincedently while here there was a Evangelism Conference I attended on a Saturday in the area. Jeremiah Cry hosted this event and another brother from my church, Timothy Oliver, attended giving a presentation of “First Love Publications” a ministry associated with our church. I had previously planned my trip before I knew of the conference. I was able not only to come, but was able to help Tim with our literature table we had giving away many free books on theology and other subjects.

This was my third trip to Dallas over the years. The Lord willing this fall, I will be taking another large trip in the van across the Southern United States. This will bring me through Texas once again. It’s a very large state with many large cities to preach the gospel in. Please continue to pray for the gospel to go out through my efforts: Thank you!