Saturday night we went to Del Playa, the big party street. It was Logan, Jose, Kyle, and I This was a truly blessed night, and the enemy did a lot to stop it. We didn't leave the house until later than planned, we were tired, the Jesus Burger house wasn't doing anything (we normally start these nights at the Jesus Burger house), and the streets seemed fairly empty. There were a plenty of reasons to just head home and finish the movie (Braveheart, my favorit) that had sealed us to the couch for the previous hour and a half, but praise God we stayed. Before ministering I asked the Lord to give me a divine appointment, to keep me from vain arguments and to bring me someone who really needed to hear the Word. I was hoping I would speak to at least one struggling Christian. We started by ministering to Jacob, who had a lot of questions and eventually the conversation was going in circles. It ended however, with us praying over him, and I wait in expectancy for the prayer of revelation to be answered. Logan then went home to grab his guitar, while we witnessed to people in the street. After a planting a few seeds, Logan started worshipping in the middle of Del Playa. A guy who was previously mocking us, starting shouting Hallelujah with us as the Spirit worked. Different groups stopped by and saw us worshipping Jesus in the middle of the street. In one of these groups was Rachel, a girl I was blessed to talk to for about 20 minutes. She needed the conversation. It was a divine appointment, the one I had prayed for a few hours before, and we are still in contact. Please pray for her as she grows in the Lord. We witnessed to a few more groups, and one group of girls needed a ride home. We drove them home, while ministering. One of them, Jacky, knew that she wasn't going to heaven but thought it was too hard to get there. She didn't think she had the discipline to read her Bible before going to bed. We were able to explain that it's a work of God, not her own works to save her, and that this work will bring her to want to read her Bible all day. She left saying she was going to pray before going to bed, and keep her in your prayers as I'll keep her in mine. The night ended with Kyle crying on his walk to my house because it hit him that many people are going to hell. He was truly baptized in anguish, the Lord broke Kyle's heart, which was an answer to Kyle's prayers. Praise God that He answers prayers. The prayers that were answered this weekend (that I can think of):
I prayed for someone who would need a wheelchair, Shakey prayed for a wheelchair with the features of the one I had, I prayed for a divine appointment with a struggling Christian (ended up being Rachel), Rachel had been praying for help and the Lord sent me and gave me words to speak, Kyle on Friday prayed for anguish over the lost and ended up crying on Saturday night...
God is good, all the time
All the time, God is good
-Josh
Monday, November 9, 2009
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