I truly believe that one particular day an angel came to my aid on the street corner. Three young men, slightly drunk, were harassing me, and becoming rapidly more aggressive. It seemed one in particular was going to hit me. Suddenly a very tough looking character appeared and he grabbed that young man by the shirt collar. "All of you, clear off, and do it now" he yelled. So they did. I turned round to thank him but he was nowhere in sight.
One time a drunken man tried to punch me. He eventually succeeded, but the blow had no power, it was just like someone prodding me in the stomach with a folded newspaper.
THE LORD STEPS IN!
Then there was what I call the miracle of the traffic lights. Usually they changed, after about a minute and a half, maybe two, after the people had been standing there listening to my message. One sunny afternoon, about 5 pm I was preaching. The people stood and waited, but the green walk sign still didn't come, and the traffic kept on rushing by. The crowd couldn't go.
Another minute passed, then another, and I had to keep on talking. Still more time passed, and the crowd was building. They couldn't cross the road, and I kept on preaching. More and more people came, until they were massed on the pavement a long way back from where I stood. There must have been hundreds.
It was surely five minutes at least before the green light flashed and they all began to walk across. I really think on that day there were people that God wanted to hear the message, and He intervened supernaturally. A technical fault with the lights? Maybe, but more likely, angels were at work.
GOODBYE CASTLEREAGH STREET!
Sadly, this 'season' in God came to an end when the flat (apartment) was demolished. So the job and the street evangelism came to an end. They had been the most fulfilling and satisfying five years of my life.
I had remarried in the meantime and had to work full time again. Still, we have been blessed financially since 1988. In the following eight years the Lord gave me a well-paid occupation, out of which I got a redundancy payout and substantial superannuation. Also I was able to contribute toward my daughter's wedding.
We bought a house in a much smaller city near the sea, with far fewer people. Itís a quiet place not suited to street preaching, so I give out tracts to the locals and tourists, and talk to them where possible.
I believe the Lord will honour anyone who will obey His call and step out in faith. The promises are in the scriptures. If this story will inspire you, brother, sister to do something similar, then I'll be most happy. END
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Okay, I've had three or four days to mull this one over, to "see" it and that's the thing, I left off reading it, saying to myself; "There has to be MORE!" At first I keyed on the fact that you used the word "adventure" in the title but the sharing of your experiences seemed too short; brevity shanghaied the adventure. To put it another way and perhaps on a more positive note: Tell me more. It brought back memories of days and deeds that I would love to once again have in my Day Planner instead of my scrapbook. I think I understand why you made it in 3 parts, but this was one of those that could have been Chapter 1. I would have eagerly and easily turned each page. I would like to see more of how you felt, what you saw, the internal battles and so on. Not too often I put some one on my "author tracker", but I did this time. ::::::applause::::::
Brother, I have never known anything to be more timely... in an odd "technical fault" sort of way even. See, I haven't received msgs from FW that those I track have posted a new article in many, many months. But I got to your article via a link in an e-mail that said you'd posted something new. First one, as I said, in months. For the last two days, my friend and I have been discussing the idea of street mininstry and at one point, I shared with her something the Lord shared with me long ago about taking the Word into the streets. The confirmation here is overwhelming... to say the least. I stand in awe.