What a difference a few miles make!

In Hermosa Beach a few weeks ago, at the Fiesta Hermosa, angry people shouted us down when we preached the gospel and shared our faith; tracts would get tossed aside and there was a general spirit of indifference and rebellion.

But last Saturday the situation was very different indeed! In El Segundo, the people at The Richmond Street Fair were friendly, accommodating and attentive when we talked of eternal things.

John Wesley experienced the same things in Britain 250 years ago and wrote about them on his blog, then called a diary:

“About eleven we took horse. While we were dining at Nairn, the innkeeper said, ‘Sir, the gentlemen of the town have read the little book you gave me on Saturday, and would be glad if you would please to give them a sermon.’ Upon my consenting, the bell was immediately rung, and the concregation was quickly in the kirk (church). Oh what a difference is there between South and North Britain! Everyone here at least loves to hear the Word of God, and none takes it in his head to speak one uncivil word to any for endeavoring to save their souls.”

And last Wednesday, 60 miles away in Pomona at the L.A. County Fair, my family and I handed out nearly 1500 Gospel tracts to wildly enthusiastic crowds!

Not one stone was thrown.