The Unsung Heroes of the Parades

I don’t know if these guys get coverage when you watch the big parades on TV… but they get the loudest cheers from parade-goers as they meekly saunter by.

They don’t march, yet when they are applauded, they’ll sometimes stop, raise their hands, smile broadly and occasionally take a bow.

They are the necessary—and humblest—participants at the various parades the evangelism team visits, and, they too, need a Gospel tract.

Who are they?

Appointment with Eternity #5

This is another reason why I try to ask the million-dollar question everyday, either with words or Gospel tracts. Here it is: “If you died today, would you go to Heaven or Hell?” Yes, even kids need to know. (See article below.)

Is there an “Age of Accountability” for kids? Is it proper to witness to children?

Some Christians believe in an “age of accountability.” This is supposed to be some God-determined age where God holds people responsible for their sins.

My question: Where is this in Scripture and what exactly is that age?

Evangelical Groaner: Paddy the Painter

There was a Dublin painter named Paddy the Painter who was very interested in making a penny where he could, so he often thinned down his paint to make it go a wee bit further.

As it happened, he got away with this for some time, but eventually the parish priest decided to do a big restoration job on the outside of the Church.

Paddy put in a bid, and, because his price was so low, he got the job.

So he set about erecting the scaffolding and setting up the planks, and buying the paint and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down with turpentine….

Well, Paddy was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly completed, when suddenly there was a horrendous clap of thunder, the sky opened, and the rain poured down washing the thinned paint from all over the church and knocking Paddy clear off the scaffold to land on the lawn among the gravestones, surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned and useless paint.

Paddy was no fool.  He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty,
so he got down on his knees and cried:

“Oh, God, Oh God, forgive me; what should I do?”

And from the thunder, a mighty voice spoke:

A MODEST PROPOSAL FOR THE AMERICAN CHURCH IN 2010

A MODEST PROPOSAL FOR THE PROMOTION OF PERSONAL EVANGELISM IN AMERICA, THUS RELIEVING THE BURDEN OF EXTREME GUILT FOR THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN DISOBEDIENT TO CHRIST’S COMMAND TO GO INTO ALL THE WORLD AND PREACH THE GOOD NEWS TO ALL CREATION.

It is a melancholy object to those who walk through this great town or travel throughout the country, when they see in the streets, the roads, the bars, the movie complexes, stadiums and parks, all the lost for whom there is no hope, nor glimmer of smile from the weary and heavy-laden.