This is a very large outreach, so these stories just represent a bit of the larger picture, in this case, from my perspective. Wednesday we were at Fisherman’s Wharf and I teamed up with my friend Jessi for some ‘two on one’ conversations. It turns out we got rather creative in our approach! It was a good day.
We took the direct approach and walked up to a man and a boy and started talking to the man, asking him if he had read the gospel about Jesus yet. He said that he had, and that he had a bible, and attended a church at home. We asked where they were from, and they were visiting from Korea. We started sharing the gospel with him, and he said that he has heard about Jesus, but was not sure if he was a Christian or not. We ended up sharing the gospel and sharing from 1 John about how a person knows if they are in Christ, and we encouraged him to read his bible.
Then we walked up the Wharf and found a still performing man. (No he was not silver.) We gave him the chance to do some performing (or move at all) and he did nothing but stand there. So we put something in his cup and began performing our own ‘skit’ right in front of the man, so he could hear everything we said. Addressing Jessi as in a normal conversation, I began talking to her about something very important I wanted to share with her, and I went through the entire gospel, while she played the part of someone who has not heard it, who was listening. Then she asked me questions that a person might have about the gospel and I answered them according to the Word of God, to clarify the gospel, and reading from John 1. We wrapped up the ‘skit’ acting out the end of our conversation, and giving the man (who stood perfectly still for 10 whole minutes) the gospel of John.
We shared the gospel with Pookie, a shoeshine man from Oregon who was very open and we gave him the gospel and other literature. After that we were talking and a group of four or five young men were talking, and we overheard what sounded like a conversation about spiritual things. It sounded like one man was talking about heaven and the other men were saying they did not believe in heaven or hell, etc. We were wondering if the first man (he was wearing a suit) was a believer and talking to them about the gospel, but we were not sure. Soon he left to go get a sandwich and said goodbye to the other young men. We had to get change for the street car so we went in to a deli, and as we walked in, the man in the suit was walking out. We said hi and Jessi asked him if he was with the break dancing group that was getting ready to perform. He was, and we asked him if he was talking about heaven with the other guys.
It turns out that he is not a believer, but since our group was there with songs, dancing, testimonies and preaching, he and some of his friends just started up their own conversation about spiritual things. Here was a group of young men (all unbelievers) standing around, asking each other, “What do you believe?” and discussing their beliefs about God, heaven and hell.
This young man’s name was Jordan and after Jessi asked him about his beliefs, he told us that he does not believe in heaven and hell, or the afterlife, because he “feels” they must not be real, and his “common sense” (his senses) tell him they must not exist. He also said he is interested in truth but to him, truth is relative, etc. Jessi and I bridged from that into sharing the gospel with him, emphasizing the truth of the Word of God, the truth of the fact of heaven, hell and judgment, and the truth claims of Christ as God and Savior. The man was very interested, listening and asking questions, and we gave him gospel and apologetics literature to read at home. We were so encouraged to have had this conversation that was arranged by God.
Correct fare in hand, we then got onto a very crowded F Line street car and rode it to Justin Herman Plaza. Standing sardine style and holding on tight, Jessi asked me, rather loudly, to tell me again, that story about what God did in my life when I was a teen. She had a huge smile on her face, and she was challenging me to share my testimony (to her) out loud, right there on the street car! So with about ten women in within immediate hearing range, I began telling the story to Jessi about trying to be a good person, doing good works, searching for truth, getting a bible in the mail, and reading the gospel, God revealing Himself to me. I was just getting into it when we got to a stop and everybody around us got off. Now I wish I spoke louder than I did.
Jessi and I then spent time between Justin Herman Plaza and the Ferry Building, talking to people, giving out gospels, and praying for the men preaching, and telling gospel messages to the hundreds of people walking down Market street and past the Ferry Building, and waiting for the street car. We are thankful for the fellowship with the other believers who came to work, and the creative opportunities the Lord gave us today.