Some people go to other countries to witness. Which is great. But this spring break God decided that I needed to witness and minister in my own state.
Monday my friends Nicole, Carmen and I went up to visit our friend Abbie in Ft Collins. On the way we planned on stopping by the 16th street mall, take the train down there and walk around a bit, since it was on our way. We got down town and talked to a man who knew the gospel but understood a twisted version of it. At first it sounded like he knew the truth. But the more we talked to him the more lies were revealed of his shallow understanding. He said that we were all going to heaven, believer or not, and faith had nothing to do with it. He believed that we are God. And that satan himself was going to heaven. There was no such thing as spiritual death. He had a twisted understanding, so after over an hour of challenging him to show us scripture to back up his arguments, we invited him to church and told him we would be praying for him.
We bought cheezeburgers and passed them out to homeless people. It was amazing. On the train ride back we met a man named Joe, who was an atheist. We talked about stuff in general about where he worked where he was from and so on. But then we were able to talk to him about the gospel. To challenge him about what he believed, or didn't believe. He confessed that he grew up with a Christian mother and Jewish father but choose not to believe anything. He also told us that he always seemed to be running into Christians. How wonderful is that? He couldn't go anywhere without running into a Christian?
We had only planned on staying in 16th street for an hour, but God changed our plans. I am learning to not make big plans. To plan for tomorrow and maybe even next week, but not next month or next year. Look what happens when we allow God to change our plans, the gospel is spread for Gods glory.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
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