mini-vangie: Mr. Intensity

There is always a friendly Daily Breeze salesman at the Farmer’s Market on Thursdays offering a free paper and a ten dollar coupon for those who will subscribe. It was a different guy today though; he was focused, unpersonable, a bit rude and… quite frankly, I got a little agitated with him. “Here’s a million

Guest E-vangies: Queen of Heaven

The following is an outrageous account from Kandra King who is a total extrovert/actress/performer—but was too intimidated to hand out some million-dollar bill gospel tracts. Read how God blessed her efforts when she stepped out in faith…

The first time Steve came & spoke on the new “million dollar bill” method for winning souls, I thought I’m happy for Steve, how great for the Kingdom… I wasn’t convinced it was for me. After all, my ministry is with kids. However, I did buy a stack of bills & was going to at least try & hand some out. I put 7 in my purse & the rest in a drawer. 3 weeks later, Steve returned to the pulpit with even more enthusiasm & excitement about evangelizing. This time my husband Jack & I bought stacks of bills for our entire mini-church. Later that evening at a church Leadership meeting, Steve re-emphasized its importance & I was determined to “take the next step.” Another week goes by, our Senior Pastor Zac expresses his urgent request to get on board with Steve. I still have not handed out a single bill. I know I’ve got to force myself to do what my pastors have instructed.

The next day, I was being blessed with a manicure on our Sabbath. I over-heard 3 teenage girls talking. They were speaking in ways that were definitely worldly & included a few barked out orders to friends. I saw this as my chance. However, it was like an angel was on one shoulder & the devil on my other. The angel saying

mini-vangie: Winograd Lad

Eulis was a “Winograd-for-Congress” supporter who had a little table at the Farmer’s Market. I spoke to him a bit and found that he was actually reasonable (See E-vangie Tales #81, & “Winograd Grandad” below). I didn’t know how to pronounce the candidate’s name so I asked, “WINO-grad?” “WIN-ograd,” he corrected gently. After hearing my