Friday Night Notes

a lost and wasted generation...



All and all... a pretty miserable night of evangelism.  Pastor Tim and I were downtown with our Bible signs, preaching the Word of God to a lost and rebellious people who had no interest in the Living God.

Drunkenness was the order of the day.  We watched hundreds of young people who despite -10C to -13C temperatures (roughly 8F), were walking around drunk out of their minds, in shorts and mini-skirts, going from bar to bar on a cursed pub-crawl.  There were so many inebriated young people, the police had to get involved to maintain to calm things down.  It was a really sad sight, watching so many young men and women destroying themselves physically and spiritually.

Another downer was in the poor number of Gospel tracts that were ultimately handed out.  Nearly 3 hours of evangelism, and I don't know if I gave out more than 5 tracts.  I know it was no more than 10.  The people were just so foolish, and in some cases, so hostile... attitudes that aren't at all conducive  repentance and faith.

Again, all and all, pretty miserable...

This was the first Friday this year where I was in all my winter gear.  If tonight is any indication, it's going to be another long, cold winter.  Winter evangelism is difficult.  From the difficulty of handing out literature with big mittens on, to my toes and fingers freezing after the first hour of evangelism, the winter season is always tough on us street preachers.

But we persevere... heading God's command to "preach the Word in season and out of season", and trusting that God, ultimately, is glorified.

That is "our reasonable service."

God bless you, dear readers.


Rand