We had a market stall last Wednesday and gave out 200 Challenge Christian newspapers, several Mark’s gospels and dozens of God’s Promises (Bible verses folded up and sealed with a heart sticker). I told people they were like horoscopes, but better, since they were true. We were there from 0915 till 1245.
I prayed for the healing of an 82 year old lady with arthritis in her shoulders and hips. As she had taken paracetamol before she came out she couldn’t confirm any change pain-wise. It turned out she lives 75 yards from my house! So I gave her my phone number and said “call me if you like and I’ll pop round”.
I chatted to a group of teenage girls and gave them God’s promises. Most said they didn’t believe in a God, but one girl bravely spoke up and said “I believe in God; I believe in Jesus”.
We met quite a few Christians who stopped by and encouraged us when they saw our stall and that we go out to the homeless and street people.
I came across this great quote on someone else’s Facebook page today:
“It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat.” THEODORE ROOSEVELT (1910)