Today in the city of Riverside I Preached the Word, cried out, distributed lots of Gospel tracts, and engaged in constructive conversations. I generally don’t preach to a crowd captivated while eating at their tables, but the Lord prompted me to do so here. What a blessing the woman was that took a stand for Christ. She understands evangelism.
Since amplification was not used, I had to raise my voice. I am not angry, I was not yelling, I’m just passionate for the lost. The following is a portion of that labor of love.
“It is a poor sermon that gives no offense; that neither makes the hearer displeased with himself nor with the preacher” — George Whitefield