Veteran’s Day Lesson

It is a rare time that I would post something different than a evangelism ministry update and report, however this is such a time. I learned something through Veteran’s Day this year. My son who is a Veteran happened to be in town where my niece lives and where I visit frequently – Citrus Heights, California. My association with the area goes back a number of years and when in town I attend Calvary Chapel of Roseville. Thus my son and his wife attended there with me this past Sunday. I had made arrangements ahead of time to introduce my son to the congregation and mention that he is a Vet since it was Veteran’s Day the previous day. Pastor Ken agreed and told me to remind him Sunday morning at church. When I reminded Pastor Ken he said OK but said something to me that got my attention. He said, “you know there are other Vets here today too.” I guess it might be awkward making a special introduction for my son without mentioning the others as well. I thought to myself, “there may be other Vets but they’re not my son”.

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This reminded me of how our heavenly Father feels about his son, Jesus Christ the Son of God. I wanted to honor my son and on a small scale had some insight into how important it is to honor the Son of God. I thought of many verses one being John 5:23 the later half of the verse, “He who does not honor the Son does not honor the Father who sent Him.” This renewed my zeal of preaching the Gospel. That is one way to honor the Son, thus honoring the Father. Great personal lesson for me. Well I did introduce my son and the other Continue reading


Almost Heaven West Virginia

Last state I needed to complete the lower forty-eight on my quest across America

Since the last report I have been through six cities in Virginia, including one day in our nation’s capitol. After that it was on to West Virginia where I completed the preaching in every state in the lower-forty eight. It has truly been an unbelievable accomplishment which started back in February 2015. Currently I am in Kentucky and have a few more stops before arriving, the Lord willing, in the Bay Area the first week in November. I will give a full report at that time.

Besides preaching on the streets I was able to give the main Sunday morning message at Sovereign Grace Baptist Church in Dale City, Virginia. At the evening service, after song and some announcements, I got up and shared my born-again testimony and then used that as a bridge on how I got into the ministry of preaching the gospel on the street with a Q & A afterwards.

I stayed with Tom Smith and his wife Margaret for 4 days while I was there. Tom is a First Love missionary along with myself. We met in Kentucky at our conference back in August. I also got to know others from the same church at that time. I had a grand time of fellowship with them all. I have shared more below. Virginia and West Virginia have spanned the first two weeks in October.

Charleston, WV

On the way there it threatened to rain the whole time. I prayed of course. Once I got here it was pretty decent out. I drove around a few blocks and got some metered parking for a buck fifty. I walked only one block down to Capitol & Lee streets. I started early about 11:30am and preached until about 1pm. It was great. This was the best overall city so far on my trip. I felt my message flowed and lots of people were listening. One young man in particular listened almost the whole time. Afterwards I tracked him down and gave him a Gospel of John and a homeless pack although he said he was not homeless. His name is Ryan. There were several other people stopping and listening. Several Christians made themselves known either as they walked or drove by. The police drove by at least once and I had no complaints. Also there was some sort of officer across the street patrolling the park on foot. Perhaps he was only a park ranger. Either case I had the freedom and favor of the Lord. It was an excellent day. As I packed up and headed for the van it started to rain slightly and heavier as I drove out of town. Charleston is the closest thing I have experienced to the “Bible Belt”.

Huntington, WV

Only about an hour drive away from Charleston it was like a different world here. This is more typical of an American city. The people seemed hardened as ever and quite liberal. It looked like there were several good corners with lots of places to eat and business around, however at first it was like a ghost town. Continue reading

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

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!

We’ve Got Your Back

Salt Lake City Police Talk to Man Across the Street

“You don’t have to leave we took care of him, besides I like the preaching”, the young man with tattoos responded. He looked just like any other guy you would see on the streets. I have seen a lot of undercover police officers in my day, but with this guy I would have never guessed he was working undercover. Here’s what happened: When preaching on Thursday in Salt Lake City I had encountered a very difficult person. He was somewhat crazy or perhaps demon possessed as he approached me and crying out at the top of his lungs, yelling blasphemies against God. As he left my presence and crossed the street a hurried young man came and stood in front of me and asked, “ what is with him?” I said, “I think he is demon possessed.” He responded by saying, “we will take care of it”. I just thought he was a passerby. He was texting and within about two minutes, another older man, showed up who was obviously a police detective. Continue reading