Kid's Day Columbia
- Get link
- X
- Other Apps
Saturday, May 24 was Kid's Day Columbia, a festival held annually in Columbia, SC. This is a summer kick-off day to come down the park, enjoy God's creation, play, enjoy music, maybe dance a little (for those who do), eat some "fair food" and ride some rides.
Also, various vendors and groups were out providing parents a one-stop-shop opporunity to sign kids up for various camps. Our evangelism team was there, too. The girl standing in the picture below works for Parks and Recreation. She was taking a survey from the people on the bench. Our team talked to the people too. They are reading the "Big Money" tracks.
I am really excited about the picture below.
This is a picture of Tim (standing), talking to John. Tim has been coming out to share the gospel and I am excited to see God working through him. I had come up while they were already talking, but during the few minutes Tim was talking with John, the Lord had already been at work and I arrived just in time to hear Tim ask, "Would you like to ask Jesus to be the Lord of your life?" John happily agreed, and I was pleased to bow my head in prayer as John prayed for himself and that his family would be saved as well. We saw a total of three people surrender to Christ on Saturday.
Also, various vendors and groups were out providing parents a one-stop-shop opporunity to sign kids up for various camps. Our evangelism team was there, too. The girl standing in the picture below works for Parks and Recreation. She was taking a survey from the people on the bench. Our team talked to the people too. They are reading the "Big Money" tracks.
I am really excited about the picture below.
This is a picture of Tim (standing), talking to John. Tim has been coming out to share the gospel and I am excited to see God working through him. I had come up while they were already talking, but during the few minutes Tim was talking with John, the Lord had already been at work and I arrived just in time to hear Tim ask, "Would you like to ask Jesus to be the Lord of your life?" John happily agreed, and I was pleased to bow my head in prayer as John prayed for himself and that his family would be saved as well. We saw a total of three people surrender to Christ on Saturday. Here's a great clip of a three-minute Tract Blitz: David, Steve and Tim moving through the crowd, passing out Big Dollar tracts. Notice how some people come back for more:
I had one guy come back to me after our "blitz" with a Million Dollar Bill in his hand and he tried to give it back to me saying, "I can't spend this. It's no good. Take it back." I told him it was a gospel tract and he should be ready to answer the Million Dollar question on the back--he walked away, reading it.
I'll share an experience or two in a future post.
- Get link
- X
- Other Apps
Popular posts from this blog
"On Keeping A Notebook" by Joan Didion
I'm nearly finished reading Joan Didion's collection of essays, Slouching Towards Bethlehem. The book was discovered through another book I was reading, Jon Krakauer's Eiger Dreams . If Jon felt this book was good enough to pack along on a mountain climbing expedition, then I'm interested. Took me three tries, but I finally found my copy on Amazon. One of the best book buys I've made. Joan selected the title of this book from William Butler Yeats' classic poem, Second Coming . The book title is shared with one of her larger essays, a record of encounters with people in the 1960's drug culture. Didion's book is divided into three distinct parts: "Life Styles In The Golden Land," a collection of articles capturing the California experience of the 1960's; "Personals," a few of essays of the first-hand nature; and "Seven Places Of The Mind", some thoughts about those parts of California that are now long gone. One essay...
“And so, about this tomb of mine . . . “
“VANITY, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews—sons mine … ah God, I know not! Well— She, men would have to be your mother once, Old Gandolf envied me, so fair she was! What’s done is done, and she is dead beside, Dead long ago, and I am Bishop since, And as she died so must we die ourselves, And thence ye may perceive the world’s a dream. Life, how and what is it? As here I lie In this state-chamber, dying by degrees, Hours and long hours in the dead night, I ask “Do I live, am I dead?” Peace, peace seems all. Saint Praxed’s ever was the church for peace; And so, about this tomb of mine. I fought With tooth and nail to save my niche, ye know: —Old Gandolf cozened me, despite my care; Shrewd was that snatch from out the corner South He graced his carrion with, God curse the same! Yet still my niche is not so cramped...