Visiting Central Christian Church – Sunday Morning
We got set up around 8:30am and cranked up the sound system at around 10am. The word was being preached and a great sign ministry was set up right outside the church parking lot. Everyone going in and out had the opportunity to take a tract explaining what we were doing there.
You might ask, “What were we doing there?” Well, this was not a dead church, nor was it an apostate church. No, this was actually a very good church. Just that morning, they brought in the poor to feed them. We were not rebuking them for sin, nor were we, by any means, protesting this church. We were simply trying to open their eyes to the responsibility that they have of standing in the gap on behalf of their unborn neighbors.
The message was simple. We thanked them for the great example they set of truly loving their neighbors. However, they were either not aware that God considers unborn babies their neighbor, or they were completely aware, yet were firm believers that any abortion ministry is just “not their calling”. Unfortunately, we found out that it was the latter for their Pastor. He actually told his congregation to “have nothing to do with us. They were not invited here and just want to stop traffic.” Would you believe he preached a message about Jonah running from the calling of God. Ironic?
We hope and pray that; through the preaching, the tracts, and the signs; they will repent of their apathy. Praise God. We actually got to meet some that did. But, as God’s word will soften some hearts, it will also harden many.
As expected, there were some irate parents, but I don’t think we quite expected some of the responses. During the second wave of cars (the first service was letting out and others were coming in for the second service), two men and a young boy came out. They were upset that we had the graphic pictures out there. I thought that the one guy was going to attack me.
Well, instead of attacking me, he decided he would pick on a twelve year old girl (Macie). He walked right up to her and tried to rip the sign out of her hand. If you know Macy, you know she didn’t need my help. She was able to fend off the irate “Christian”. They decided that they would go tell the cops about the horrible thing we were doing. The cops were on our side. So, after letting us know how sinful we were for being there, he stormed back into the church.
However, the other man, that came with him, seemed humbled a bit. He was actually the one with the young boy. You could see that God was working on their hearts. They took some literature and went back as well. I pray that they would respond to God’s call.
Brother Cal was able to have a long conversation with another man. He was much more cool and collected than the first guy. I think the conversation went pretty well. After Cal talked with him for a while, Chet was able to talk with him and had an opportunity to pray with him.
We set up all of the signs and preached for two separate waves of traffic. Thousands were able to hear and thousands could see the pictures. So, they could see and hear. I just pray that they would now repent and join the battle.
Here is an awesome praise. After we shut down, a man named Mark walked up to me. He was holding a tract in his hand and started by saying that he agreed with what we were doing. He was behind us 100%, but just wanted to clear some things up. He was confused. Apparently, the pastor had some negative things to say about us and he didn’t understand why. After reading the tract and chatting with us for a while, he gave us a great word of encouragement: that he would be joining us on the streets.
Well, you hear that from time to time, but they usually don’t show up. Praise God, Mark was at our rally that night. And he joined us on the streets for the rest of our time in Vegas. It was obvious that God had pricked his heart and opened his eyes to his unborn neighbors.
He gave testimony, on Tuesday, of how he was able to share the truth about abortion to his small group, at his church. He said that several in the group repented somehow taking part in abortion. Praise God.
That’s a perfect example of why we visit evangelical churches.
