For our country, our planet, our universe to exist from a random explosion from materials that didn’t exist – well, that seems preposterous, doesn’t it? Creation screams of an intelligent creator!
The 'Tell Me' Conference, Christchurch 29 August 2020
Back around by the playground, I gave Dennis a million-dollar tract. When he found out it was a Christian tract, he was furious.
To feel no conviction from sin means we have numbed our conscience to it. That’s like taking the batteries out of a smoke detector when we get tired of the noise it makes.
I walked around to the bus stop, to find a lady seated there, smoking. The conversation I had with her humbled me to tears.
The wild and windy nightThat the rain washed awayHas left a pool of tearsCrying for the dayWhy leave me standing here?Let me know the way
COVID-19 prevented me from face-to-face evangelism. But that didn't mean I couldn't fulfill the Great Commission...
Around the corner we came across Daryl. Daryl was in an electric wheelchair. He took my tract, and thought that he would go to heaven because he has changed his ways, and not doing the bad stuff he used to do anymore.
The sinner looks for answers in all the wrong places; yoga, meditation, prescription medicine, drugs, alcohol, self-esteem products, even in a false religion. Anything apart from the God of the Bible.
There is nothing more pitiful than scoffing at someone who is destined to fail. Imagine scoffing a blind man for unknowingly stumbling towards a cliff.