High School Football and The Everett Train Station

Ron and I were handing out Tracts from 6:45 to 7:45 at Everett Memorial stadium. It was sprinkling but not cold. Since we really got there a little too late, we didn't hand out as many as possible, but it was a big blessing to hand out the tracts to fans as they entered the stadium.

Then, we went to Starbucks and got a coffee. While chatting I suggested we go to the Everett Train station.

We went inside to go to the restroom, and saw someone sleeping in the stall. When we came out, we were verbally acosted by the older Asian lady who was severely stooped over [I'll leave the editorializing to you]. Then we went to the outdoor bus-stop waiting area and handed out several tracts. I got into a one-2-one with Kamal, a Muslim guy from Jamaica. Kept hammering home the ten commandments. He said he had lied, lusted, dishonored his parents by taking drugs and hadn't put God as number one in his life. He admitted after some time, that he would be guilty when he stands before God. I asked him if he knew what God did for him so that he didn't have to go to hell. He said no. I shared the Gospel with him. I encouraged him to get a Bible.

As we were leaving, we were handing out more tracts, and I loaned my cell phone to a girl. A dischevelled guy came up and saw us and said "church". I said Yes, we're from church and I handed him a tract. He handed it back and said God hated him because he had tried to commit suicide the night before. We said, "No, God loves you." And we prayed for him right there. Ron gave him some money and got his phone number, so someone from Ron's church could contact him.


God bless...

Mukilteo Lighthouse Festival

Last weekend, there was a festival at the Mukilteo Lighthouse. I didn't make it to the festival, but I did meander down the beach and hand out tracts, and there were a couple of interesting incidents.

First there was an older woman and man seated on a park bench. I handed the woman a tract. She said what is it? I told her it was a gospel tract. She said, I won't be able to read this, I said, I know, you need really strong glasses to read it. I noticed she had glasses around her neck. She began to read the tract out loud (and I mean loud.) I walked down the beach, and handed out several more tracts. As I came back and passed the man and the woman again, she was just finishing reading the tract and she was reading John 3:16. [The LORD uses unexpected means to get His message out.]

Next, there were three late teens or early twenties girls scavanging on the beach. When I tried to offer one of them a 101 of the Funniest One Liners tract, she asked what it was, when I said "Its a Gospel tract", she declined. When I tried to offer her a Million Dollar Bill, she declined. I said, your going to miss out on your first million. As I began to walk away, she said, "I didn't earn it." And I responded, "you can't earn salvation either."

As I was going home, I thought I'd go by the water well, and hand out some more tracts, but as I passed the well it was very dark and I didn't feel comfortable, so I kept driving. As I got near to Bothell Everett Hwy, I thought, maybe I should go by the Mill Creek skate park. I was nervous, but I felt like the LORD was saying, "You may be the only light those kids see in that place tonight." So I went there and witnessed to Christian, Luke and Devin and about 15 kids gathered around as I handed out Round Tuits and Million Dollar bills. They had to leave after only briefly speaking with me because the girls in the group had to get home for curfew. I told them to scoot, that I didn't want them to get in trouble. After they left though, Luke said, "Hey, talk to me some more, I'm open..." I witnessed to him and he prayed a simple prayer of repentence on his own. LORD bless him and keep him.

God bless...