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
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
The Redondo Beach Pier is a great place to evangelize and hand out million-dollar bill gospel tracts; it’s family-friendly and the people that go there are usually quite humble and open to chatting, especially those who are a captive audience as they fish from the rails. On Saturday ten of us met to do our own special brand of fishing… Here are a few highlights:
Cynthia Livingston wants to be a missionary, but was fighting discouragement because she read in a book that if you have not led anyone to Christ in the States, then you certainly won’t overseas. This was her first time evangelizing to strangers
I talked with another “Winograd-for-Congress” supporter about eternal things while he sat behind a table at the Palos Verdes fair. He was an elderly man who declared, “I’m a Universalist,” (that is, he believes that everyone will be saved in the end). When presented with the fact that he would be judged someday by the
I didn’t want to go.
But I made a commitment for an “Hour of Power” each Friday evening from 5-6pm to share my faith with as many people as I can, and hand out as many gospel tracts as possible in that one hour. I was alone and had a bit of trepidation and wasn’t even sure where I would go, so I headed down to Pier Ave. I was a bit wary of going there again because just two weeks ago we handed out over 15,000 gospel tracts and I thought the place would be saturated, but by faith I drove on down. WHAM! I hit the jackpot!