If you want to join us in a witnessing environment that is very strange, meet us at noon at Hope Chapel to carpool to Venice Beach.
Watch my interview with the infamous Metal Ball Guy of Venice Beach.
Watch when I got splashed in the face while preaching to an outdoor beer garden.
There’s more:
Some atheist responses to my pro-life post from yesterday:
“It doesn’t occur to you that our planet can only support a finite number of people and we are rapidly approaching that limit, does it? …Forgive me if I don’t want to risk the planet and the human species just because you have a problem with abortion and birth control.”
“Stop beating around the bush. Just say it. You think we’re Nazis. You’ve gone completely bonkers and think that allowing a woman the choice to abort her child is even remotely equivalent to a broad plan to wipe out a race of people.”
“I am not for abortion as a form of birth control, but I am not going to say we need to outlaw it because there are valid reasons for abortion.”
It was at a Singles Retreat, three months after I committed my life to Jesus, that a petition was passed around from table to table in the dining room. A new abortion clinic was ready for business in my city and I was asked to sign the petition in opposition to it’s opening.
I refused. “I can’t sign it,” I protested, “I am for abortion.”
I still remember the reaction I received from the believers sitting around me: none. No one took me aside to straighten me out. Not one person wagged a finger. No disgusted looks were hurled in my direction.
I was shown grace that day.
As a new believer I was still conditioned to the calloused thinking of the world: “Life did not begin at conception but at some arbitrary time in the future.” “It was a woman’s right to choose.” “Since it really isn’t a baby yet, it’s not murder.”
As a result of my evolutionary mindset at the time I could not discern truth from error. I was blind, cold, heartless.
My beliefs—before Christ—contributed to at least three infant deaths during my years of indiscretion. I never had to rationalize that it was right because I never thought about it at all.
It was more convenient that way.
As you know, the stunning and shocking film, “180” (180Movie.com) has been out for several weeks and it’s making a huge impact on people who’ve seen it. Since watching this 33 minute movie, I am now incorporating abortion as a topic of discussion in my evangelism efforts. Also, I just discovered that there is an abortion mill down the street from where I live; I
will be visiting there soon. In addition, I am now praying about how to start up a Pro-life ministry at our church Hope Chapel—all because I watched this film.
It is so important to get copies of this DVD into the hands of as many people as possible. It’s easy and fun to do, too. Maybe you will want to join the competition:
Last week, after watching a staffer at Ray Comfort’s ministry hand out ten DVDs in nine minutes, I handed out 12 copies in about one minute. Ray Comfort then took up the challenge and smoked me, handing out 15 copies in—11 seconds! 11 seconds! Watch his video below but please understand that his victory was short-lived.
My challenge was to hand out 16 copies in under FIVE seconds. If I did this, Ray’s record would be thoroughly crushed— no one could ever, ever beat it. Could I do it? Judge for yourself….
But that ain’t all. Continue reading for something really, really, shocking. In fact, I surprised myself when this happened!
Why black Americans need to hand out the “180” movie
The “180” movie has impacted my life greatly. As a result of seeing it, I took my two young daughters to an abortion clinic in Long Beach, one of the largest murdering mills in the country I understand, and learned a little about how to start a pro-life ministry. Read about our visit by clicking
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