I met Mike and Ish while taking a team on the Redondo Beach pier. We had handed them both a million dollar bill Gospel tract—and found out that they, too, were handing out tracts from Way of the Master!
They have a ministry that I want nothing to do with (except to pray for their efforts). They go out into the hood after dark dressed in their “colors” and target gang members with the Gospel. Their team name, “Martyrs,” emblazoned on the front of their shirts, “is derived from Acts 1:8 and is used by our team to recognize all persecuted believers, past, present and future” says Ish.
They also go out at 3am with another team, led by a former prostiute and pimp—saved now—and witness to streetwalkers and their bosses. One time, while speaking to a working girl in front of an apartment complex, they found themselves surrounded by her “family” of about 30 bangers.
Mike and Ish showed their backsides that declare they are “Trained to serve Jesus.” The gang then dropped their guard and listened to the message of hope.
On another occasion, a police officer shouted to Ish to “Drop that bag of money!” which, of course, was filled with Million dollar bill Gospel tracts. They get stopped—and searched—frequently.
They have just recently decided to join our church.
I’m excited to see what God is going to do through them as they reach out to a whole segment of people who would never listen to a white, middle-aged guy like me.
I’m down with that, bro!
See what I mean?