For Whom the Bell Tolls

This morning, Thomas and I went to the Everett train station, and handed out Gospel tracts and spoke the Gospel message to many commuters.   In every encounter, and every time we proclaimed the Gospel message, God was glorified and we were blessed.   It was humorous that almost every time I began to speak, a train arrived or departed, with bells clanging and brakes squealing.

We had the privilege of proclaiming the Gospel message about four or five times each.

Thomas had the opportunity to share with 'Destiny', who was a believing lesbian.   She recognized it was wrong for a girl to be with a girl, but she wasn't willing to repent and trust Christ (at least not yet).

After the train station, we went to the Health Center on Broadway where so many mentally and emotionally ill people wait outside before they get in to get their 'meds'.   We gave out Gospel tracts and proclaimed and message of freedom and healing through Jesus Christ.   Only one guy got upset; the rest seemed pleased to hear the Gospel message.

Thank you LORD for your enduring mercy and allowing us weak vessels to shine the light of your truth in the midst of a dark and depraved generation.

God bless...