A few of us headed out to Mill Ave to share the Gospel on Saturday night. Tom and I walked through the drum circle area, and a guy ran over to us, attracted by the cross that asks the question, "Are You Ready?" on it. He said he was ready and considered himself to be a good person, so we took him through four of the Commandments. But then he wandered away, but was soon back again, asking for money. He seemed drunk or high and only thought we would be easy marks for a few bucks.
As we arrived at the post office, there was a band set up there. They seemed to be playing Christian music and they hung around until around 10:30 or so, before they packed up. We listened to the music and handed out tracts and had a few one to one conversations until the band left.
After that I did some open air trivia. There were a couple of guys dressed up like members of the band Insane Clown Posse, with make up on their faces. One of them, Drew, stayed and went through the Good Person Test. He seemed convicted and understood the message of the Gospel. I left him with a "Are You Good Enough to Get into Heaven?" tract. This was the only good conversation of the night. But just one is worthwhile, praise God. Then another guy approached us.
He had spoken with a couple of others in our group before. He stated that he was 2,000 years old and that he was Judas. I guess he forgot that he told us his real name was Fernando earlier.
He said that Jesus Christ is his Lord and Savior, yet he also claimed that he was one of the one third of the angels that fell from heaven.
He said that Jesus came to seek that which is lost, and according to him, that is those fallen angels. Sometimes he said he was saved, sometimes he claimed he was a "dishonorable vessel", unable to be saved.
He continued to blaspheme and speak nonsense to Marcus and myself, telling us that we did not understand. That was one thing he was right about.
After a while, he went over and talked with Shawn, the atheist who was set up nearby. He was the only one there at that time. Fernando talked with him for a long time, but when he started getting a little intense and stepping forward, causing Shawn to take a step back, we decided to go over and offer some support. Fernando finally headed out and we didn't see him the rest of the night.
It was an odd night, but we had at least one good conversation, and distributed a lot of tracts. Keep the lost in prayer, that they my be saved and the Lord glorified.
Soli Deo Gloria