Short Handout update

 I did a Handout today, but it was raining when I left the house.  I faced the kind of perplexing issue only I face:  I couldn't put the Bibles in clear bags and hand that out in Cracktown.  The dealers would object.  I couldn't cover the Bibles with a trash bag, that seemed completely disrespectful.  I found a tarp in the garage and used that.  

I got there and started working.  I had several walk ups.  One was a sweet old lady who told me "Just yesterday, I asked God for a Bible". 

I had one group of 3 lady who stood on the sidewalk for a while, watching me before they came over.  They had a look at everything; I had a mix of Large Print, Bible Promise books, a couple different New Testament transitions.  They took a while and asked me a few questions.  

As near as I can tell, I've been going there about 12 years now.  It was a good Handout.  

I got "jumped" by an SUV full of Spanish speaking Pentecostals begging for anything I had.  The third bus driver took the rest.  

I've decided to take the https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_M%C3%BCller George Mueller approach.  I'm not going to ask for material (from sponsors).  

I am going to be making a phone call on Monday and see what I have coming 

Update

 I do plan to do a Handout update when I get a minute.  

Some highlights of today:  

2 homeless guys served including a guy eating out of a trash can.  I gave him the Gospel and something better to eat (not counting the candy).

I brought a lunch to 2 drivers, who were thrilled.  

I saw Buddy, he looks good!  I told him about the last Handout.

I like men, that's how I'm wired.  But I'm not looking and that takes a lot of pressure off me.  It was good to see him again.

That's it for now.  

I handed out at least 4 New Testaments I lost track 

Don't feed the stalker

 I have cut way back on posting as I just don't want to feed her. I have considered making the blog private.  

I did have the thought, the other day, when encountering a blind, legless, "homeless" man in a wheelchair - she called adult protection on me because Ron had trouble coming around to the concept of needing a seizure pill.  This guy really did need serious intervention.  That's the kind of person they should pursue.  And, ultimately, APS agreed.  

Ron's dead now, she can't hurt him anymore, but that was very hard for him.  He was terrified someone was going to come and take him away.  

I was talking on the bus yesterday and the accident came up.  The person wanted to know how it ended.  I said I was happy, I had forgiven the driver and he took a Bible from me, and if I had to get hurt to open the door (to the Gospel) it was OK.  

I continued I was OK with pretty much anything happening to me if it furthered the Gospel.  My driver heard the whole thing and was gaping at me in the rearview.  I ended it with the arm seemed fine now except when it's going to rain. 

I am really OK with a lot as it affects me.  Less so if it's someone I love.

Ministry has been interesting lately.  Yesterday I had 2 ladies get on the bus, former homeless in some kind of recovery home, not faith based.  The one lady sees me and says, "Oh, good, it's you, we need some Bibles.". "Absolutely" I replied as I started digging in my bag.  I ended up giving 2 bags of candy, I think 1 New Testament to them, a handful of Scripture booklets as requested, and another New Testament to a guy sitting nearby when he asked.  

On the way home I gave a New Testament and my "Wings over Zion" Scripture booklet to a bus driver from Israel.  That's pretty much the range I serve every day.  

I pray over it and generally leave the house with 10+ items, extra booklets and New Testaments, various languages as well.  And it's usually all gone (save the "other" languages like Tagalong, Chinese, Vietnamese - I always do a few Spanish every day) when I walk home.  I have requested some French because I have encountered some French speaking Black Africans lately.  Literally from Africa.

I like, like last night, to be able to reach in my bag and grab the exact item God had for them.  

I am going through so much material I have already asked for more!  God is very good providing my supplies like candy, bags, material, guiding me what to hand out and to whom.  

I really love the diversity in my recipients.  About the only ones I don't get are the 1% types.  

Please pray for them, guidance for me, protection, etc.  Thank you!  

"Welcome to hell"

 At work we have "Walmart radio" going on the overhead.  It generally plays top 40 tunes, past and present.  

Occasionally they play commercials with a voice over by an annoyingly cheerful white woman.   She giggled when talking about "your little ones" when talking about a diaper sale.  I can't stand her.  

Please.  Sometimes I say "Welcome to hell"  when the bus pulls up at the store.

Get someone who can respect that!  

Kill and eat

 I have had issues with the homeless as I work.  They either see me as competition, taking "their spot" (not in Acres Homes, everyone is scared of that corner!), as a mark who can be exploited, or I'm treated with hostility and in one recent occasion, physical abuse (I still have the bruise!).  On my end, I've realized I have issues with being around addicts, and untreated mental illness.  

But God has had me doing more work with them lately.  Many are ready and eager for the Gospel.  

Today I was reading Acts chapter 10.  It's very interesting, you can look it up on Bible Gateway.  Some back story, Jesus has risen, spent some time with the Apostles, gone back to Heaven.  At this point the ministry was to the Jews.  At this juncture it was also unthinkable for Jews to associate with other races.  They were forbidden to do so in the Old Testament.  They also had strict dietary laws some still follow (eating Kosher).

But God reaches out to Peter by showing him unclean foods and telling him to eat.  Peter says no.  God tells him "Don't call (things) unclean that I have made clean". Then some gentiles (non-jews) come to his door literally asking for the Gospel.  Peter realized the Gospel is for EVERYONE, goes, stays with this man, preaches, everyone gets saved, and a dramatic outpouring of the Holy Spirit confirms it.  

And it hit me: "Kill and eat"

EVERYONE is my recipient!