Today was my day to be a campaigner! I wanted to see if I could handle a 3 sortie day, so Todd switched jobs with me and he cleaned for me and took care of Josh so that I could go out on the streets. In preparation for today I had 2 prayer requests. 1- That I would get a good night sleep (I have few good nights of sleep), 2- That God would connect my brain and my tongue. God totally answered both requests.
1st Sortie of the day is a rush hour sortie. We went to Grand Central Station and I was given an area and left to pass out as many broadsides as possible. I had a good area and was able to pass out about 500. At the end of my sortie a Jewish woman came up and told me that I shouldn’t call myself Jewish. She said I could be a Christian, but not to call myself Jewish. I told her that she couldn’t take my birthright away from me. We had a bit of a debate. The funny thing was that she didn’t believe in God, heaven, or hell. But she wanted to use the Bible when it suited her then deny it’s authenticity when she wanted. She didn’t want to sit and talk just argue. For me one of the fears in sharing the gospel is fearing that I won’t know what to say when asked a question. This was an amazing encounter in that I was able to answer her objections far better than I thought I would be able to- this was God! The problem was I spent too much time with her in an unfruitful discussion.
2nd Sortie was in the Diamond District. The Diamond District is a few streets around 47th and Broadway where many Jewish owned Jewelry stores are located together. This is not an easy area to try to get up a conversation because Jewish people are not supposed to talk to us and with all the Jewish businesses around they would be seen. The idea of this conversation is to talk to people. The tracts we hand out are only to help get conversations going. I only handed out about 75 tracts, but met a missionary couple who wanted to get the newsletter so they gave me their contact information. Getting contacts is a really good thing. This time of the day is where I was getting tired. It was hard to be mobile on a busy corner and hard to keep smiling and talking. About 30 minutes before the end I was watching the time and ready to be done. There was a man in his 50’s who came across the street and asked me what I was handing out. I showed him the tract and we talked about the Bible. He was standing close to me, but that is not abnormal on a crowded NY street. Later I think he was standing too close. I showed the man the contact info on the tract and then he gave his card and told me his cell phone number was on it. He wanted me to call him. there was a $20 bill folded up under the card. I saw it and gave it back saying we can’t take money. I don’t know what he really was thinking, but YUCK!!! Thankfully we were about to go back and I was really ready to take a break. Sore achy feet!
After lunch we get a little break. I took a nap and that really helped me get some energy. I also grabbed a cup of coffee and a few almonds.
3rd Sortie is the pm rush. We found out that we were going back to the diamond district. I wasn’t really excited about this. This is a hard place and to be here twice in the same day seems to not be making good progress. Going to our location I noticed how tired I was getting. My feet still were sore because I didn’t bring an extra pair of shoes to alternate. We arrived on site and my teammate and I decided to trade corners since we were at the same place. I liked this new corner so much better. Something about the way the traffic moved on the corner made it easier to keep up with. I had 6 Jewish men with Kipas take tracts from me and they didn’t throw them away as far as I could tell. I had a crazy person who came up and talked to me. He was weird and he was wasting my time and blocking my corner. So I convinced him to take the tract in an effort to get him to leave. He took it and said he wanted to hug me. This guy was a big tall black man in a camo hoodie. He didn’t smell like a homeless person, but he was a few missed showers to being one of the crazy homeless guys in NY! So I turned my shoulder towards him and he gave me a hug and them kissed my temple. YUCK!! What is with these guys?! A bit later an older couple came past. The man warned his wife that I was a Jew for Jesus. She was annoyed with me she poked my arm kinda hard and told me that I should read the Torah and then I wouldn’t be like that (She means it would fix me from a wrong belief). I kinda laughed and then asked her if she reads the Torah. She wouldn’t answer me and that was what I thought. Later on we spent the last 30 minutes of our sortie in the subway station. The take rate was much better. A man was with his mother. He took a tract and she started in on him. She said in Hebrew something like, “She’s Jews for Jesus, get rid of that!” He didn’t listen to her and she was nagging at him. He stood in the station below my position and read the tract and then was watching me. I was praying that God’s word would go into his heart and his eyes would be opened. The last track I was able to offer was to an elderly lady that was hunched over and pushing a cart. I didn’t recognize her as Jewish until I heard her accent, unfortunately she looked at me and said F*** You. I didn’t expect that one. All in all I gave out 175 tracts and met one person who wanted the newsletter.
It was a great day because I survived. I learned a lot and was able to see God strong in my weakness. All for His glory!! My total of 750 tracts isn’t a lot for one day, but God knows that the ones who get them are most likely the ones who need the message. Praying for all of the ones I met and talked to today. These are the highlights of my day, but not every conversation. There were so many more people I talked to and I am just one campaigner. This really helps to see how much happens in a day of Campaign. And for all of this there are so many thousands who don’t take a tract. But we are walking billboards and they see us. We won’t know until eternity what the effect of these outreaches are, but we do know it is all God’s work. Todd takes over again tomorrow and I am ready for bed!