Had some good conversations at our stall in the city centre today.
The first lady had a rucksack on her back and was looking for a good breakfast place to eat. On her way to a course on the use of plants, I showed her the sign on the Victorian building opposite which said: “The Earth is the Lord’s and the fulness thereof”, to which she said “how appropriate.” She took our leaflet.
Another lady took an Easter Bible verse and read it out in a way that suggested she knew it. She said she wasn’t a Christian, but her Gran had taken her to church as a child. She took issue with God’s love, on the reasonable basis that God didn’t stop an 8 year old boy sexually abusing her 6 year old daughter.
Before I went out this morning, I came across a Hindu tract and felt I should take it. Sure enough, in due course I met a Hindu lady, a local GP, and she graciously accepted it from me. I also told her that Luke’s Gospel in the Bible was written by a medical doctor.
An old lady stopped to chat and told me she has suffered multiple illnesses for many years, but the local hospital had been negligent in treating her, so she had recently written to complain. She said she was “a spiritual person”. I talked about Jesus who healed people and offered to pray for the pain she was suffering. She agreed, so I spoke to the pain in Jesus name and commanded it to go. I asked how she was and she said “no change”. I offered to pray again but she said “no”. We chatted again for a while and I again offered to pray for her whole body, for peace within herself. She eventually agreed, so I prayed again. I asked how she felt and she said: “I feel lighter”. I also offered to give her a hug and a kiss. She said “people I know might see it!”. She relented and I hugged and kissed her. She seemed to go away very happy!
I met a young addict who was with an older alcoholic I knew from the streets. I offered him an Easter Bible verse and he said: “that’s appropriate for me”.
A couple of Indian guys walked past so I offered them both the tract “The Missing Peace”, which both accepted.
A Muslim lady took “The Missing Peace” to look at, but handed it back when she saw it was Christian.
I had a decent conversation with another Muslim guy who stopped. He knew of Jesus, of course, and I explained how Christianity is different from Islam. He needs 51% righeousness to get to Paradise, or he ends up in Hell – and he agreed that is so. I explained how Jesus is our righteousness and He got 100% – which passes to us as His followers. So we have a confidence about Heaven that he never has in his uncertainty.
Three young students were sitting nearby, so I gave each a “Missing Peace”.
The last guy I spoke to was a Buddhist from Tibet. He had come here via India and was teaching locally on Tibetan things. We chatted a bit about Buddhism. I took his leaflet and in return gave him the “Missing Peace”.
In the course of three and a half hours we also gave out over 100 “Challenge” Christian newspapers, full of many Christian articles and testimonies.
All in all, a good day on the street meeting people of all types and backgrounds and sowing seeds.