Mike and I made it to Port Huron. We were instructed to go through customs. They interogated us for three hours. Asking questions and searching our vehicles. The woman finally gave me the OK to enter but denied Mike entrance saying he needed to have $1,000 to come in to Canada for two weeks. Another issue was health insurance. So we returned over the brodge and camped out at a rest area in Port Huron.
Today, I really did not want to go through the routine again at customs. But I had some hope that maybe we would be able to go right in. I gave Mike $1,000 in case he needed it if we had to go through the customs again. So we went back to Canada border. Again, we were asked to report to customs. They interrogated us for three hours. The $1,000 was not enough, so it seemed. They wanted papers of proof that Mike owned a house in Tennessee. They wanted copies of recent bank statements from both of us. We both had to count out the cash we had. I gave them proof I had a visa credit card. Proof of ordination. It seemed endless.
As soon as we crossed hurdle, they would put up another. “Are you coming to Canada to visit, or to preach?” was their big question. They did not want us street preaching, and our lives simply said “Hey, we are street preachers!” Again they searched our vehicles. Again and again they would ask the same questions, looking for a chink in our armor.
They seemed to have been decided to reject us some three different times, each time we were able to produce something that gave us a little hope of getting into the country. Finally, when I gave her the phone # to Rick and Heather McLean, the woman called Heather and her conversation with Heather seemed to have convinced the woman we were coming to visit after all. So she gave us a 14 day permit, with many restrictions.
Then we were free to come in. It was so good to see Rick and Heather again. The Lord worked a miracle to get us in. Now, I am hoping for another miracle to get some freedom to minister while we are here. If we step out of line, will we forever forfeit our hopes of ever coming back? Lord Jesus, please help me to know what to do!
4 saved. Walked Dundas St. In London. A class of kindergarten children were crossing the street with their teachers and as they passed by me they all looked in amazement. I kept saying *Jesus Christ loves you* as they passed. In the crowd of people who were waiting for the light to change so they could cross the street, was a child of Satan. He yelled at me *You can*t push your religion on those children!* I ignored him and continued to say *Jesus loves you* and he got louder and more stern. Finally, the light changed and he left, crossing the street.
While standing at Richmond and Dundas, a woman came up behind Michael and as she looked up at the cross, she bagan to tremble. Then she fell backwards and went into convulsions. At one point she stopped breathing. Mike testified that she had exhaled her last breath and died. So he prayed for the Lord to give her life and then rolled her on her side and she started breathing again . The police came and an ambulance who took her away to the hospital.
She was diabetic, wearing a bracelet identifying her as such. But it also seemed to have been demonic in occurrence. Incidently, I had seen the exact same occurance happen in the jungles of Honduras while carrying the cross in a village near Palacios. A woman looked upon the cross, went into convulsions, screamed as she fell to the ground and foaming from the mouth. She looked as if to be dead. Read Mark 9:17-27
We were interviewed by London Free Press newspaper while walking. The reporters were not Christian so both Mike and I had opportunity to minister the gospel to them both (reporter and photographer)
Mike and I had a gathering of street kids dressed in black, looking like punkers. They were hungry to hear that God loves them. Peter was drawn to this message of love and he later brought two of his friends who accepted Christ. We spent much time with these love starved teens.
One teen dressed with satanic symbols and dregs, handed me an invitation to his concert. His group is “WitchMoon...creepy, brutal, industrial rock from the USA” was on their handout invitation. He said that last year, I had talked to them on a video they took of me. It apparently made some impression on him as he now stood telling about the occurance. I simply cut right through the whole thing and shot right at his heart with the message of God*s love. He received it well.
This morning at 9:30 AM, Mike and I preached the gospel as we were interviewed by the secular radio station 1290 AM on a program called “Talk of the town” with announcer Jim Chapman. I heard it is the most listened to station in London. When we got to Startford, Mike and I testified at the youth service at Bethel Pentacostal Temple and many of them were familiar with the radio program. Praise God!
1 saved. Stood at intersection of Jane St. and Finch in Toronto. Started at 11 AM and finished at 9 PM. Handed out many tracts. Many Muslim and Hindu’s walked by. Near the beginning of the day, I prayed with Reta, a 17 year old girl, to receive Christ into her life. She spent much time with me as I shared many scriptures with her explaining what she had just done by calling on Jesus’ name. Later in the day, Marian, a 21 year old Muslim girl veiled in all black so that only her eyes can be seen, came to argue doctrine with me. She had already been disputing with Mike and as she passed by me, I went to hand her a tract so it gave her an open door to also talk with me.
I prayed with her that Jesus would manifest himself to her in a special way. She has my e-mail address and said she would prove to me through the scriptures that God has NO SON! (Muslims do not confess Jesus as the son of God.) At the end of the day, I disputed with another Muslim, a young man in his 30’s. I too prayed with him that Jesus would manifest himself to him. It seems that unless Jesus mainfests himself to the muslims, there is little hope of winning them to Christ, since they discredit the Bible as corrupted from its original transcripts.
Most every cult uses the same arguement of disqualifying the Holy Scriptures. If this was true, WE ARE ALL LOST! Kind of like losing the road map! Lord Jesus, please help them! The road map to eternal life has NOT been lost, thanks be to our God!
Jesus said in Matt 24:14 & 35 "And this gospel of the kingdom will be preached in all the world as a witness to all the nations, and then the end will come."
"Heaven and earth will pass away, but My words will by no means pass away."
4 saved. Walked Queen St. (One block in 5 hours). I had several salvations as I walked this one block. Mike got caught up with someone and spent many hours at the same spot while I stood in ont of a bank at the corner of Main and Queen. A police officer came and wanted me to move off the corner and then left. Still about an hour later, two police squad cars came and apparently inerrogated Mike for some time before leaving. At the end of the day, while I was ministering to 3 rebellious teens and an older fellow who came by to listen, Maria had arrived and was parked next to me in the van as Mike loaded the crosses.
A police squad car pulled up and he briefly sounded his siren. He got out and walked right past me and went to the rear of the van and took the license tag number. Then he approached me and wanted information on me. He said they received complaints that we were talking to children. Dwain, one of the teens I was talking to, had an anger towards the police, formally he had been beaten by the police, and he said “I’m not a child!” The officer replied “I’m not talking about you.”
Well, Obviously Mike and I will talk to anyone including children, but WHICH children, we cannot tell. The officer checked me out and finally let us go. We took the 3 teens, all homeless and living on the streets at 16 years of age, to Burger King to eat. They were very thankful. Dwain had earlier let me pray for him. Christopher asked me if I would lead him in a prayer and he asked Jesus in to his life. Richard, the third teen, kept a hardened heart. After they ate, they were thankful and left. I really feel that Dwain and Christopher had taken a leap towards Jesus.
Anke, whom we met last year, drove out to tell us that her daughter had a dream about Mike and I last night, even though she had never met us. Last night I prayed with Anke and her husband, Richard, that their children would dream dreams about Jesus. Her daughter had married a Catholic and so she bacame a Catholic. Thank you Jesus for signs and wonders following your word.
Today we left Brampton for the USA. Mike and I were on QEW which is a very slow moving road out of Canada towards the border of the USA. A man in the car next to me honked his horn and when I looked he was flashing a police badge at me motioning me to pull over. He was not in a police cruiser so I wasn’t sure that I wanted to pull over, but he again was very insistant that I pull over. So I called Mike on the CB and told him of the situation. So we pulled over and the man, when he walked up, was very angry about my sign on the trailer. It said “Only Jesus is Worshipful Master! Masons, Shriners, Repent!” With the words was a masonic symbol of the square and compass with a cross through it.
He was very angry with it, even trembling uncontrollably and, of course, he was a Mason. He threatened to call the border and have them take my license from me and hold me. He said it was illegal in Canada to have such a sign. Mike came and began to sword fight with him and to charge him in the name of the Lord. At one point the man compared my sign to cursing the name of Jesus (proving it is a religion and an idol) and he proceeded to blaspheme the name of Jesus Christ with such foul words that I was totally shocked.
This man even claims to be a Christian, a Prysbeterian. I finally calmed him down and asked him if he would like me to remove the sign, in which he replied “Yes!” Mike, on the other hand, told the man he was going to put his “Mason”s worship Devils” sign in his own window. After Mike left to go to the bus, I was able to talk with the man. I gave him one of my tracts on Masons, exposing the Luciferian doctrine of the cult and another tract entitled “Have you left your first Love?” He said he would read them. I shared with him what it meant to be “born again” and that God gives the Holy Spirit who reveals what is truth from what is error. He claimed he even laid his hands on the Bible when he was initiated into the Lodge (as if that makes the Lodge a Godly and holy thing). I talked about the scripture where it says "Do not be unequally yoked with unbeleivers."
I asked him if he claimed to be Christian and he said *Yes* so I explained that scripture telling him that God forbids us to fellowship with Muslims, Hindus et. He confessed that there were Hindus and Muslims in his Lodge. Praise the Lord Jesus! My sign had an impact on a mans life. I pray he will be convicted by the tracts and the word of God. I put the sign back on my trailer as soon as we crossed the border.
We had no trouble getting out of Canada. The American woman at the border was amazed that we even got in with Mikes bus having scripture painted all over it. Take note my Canadian brothers and sisters, paint scripture all over your vehicles, offend these anti-christian workers of wickedness.
Camped out at a rest area outside of Corning, NY. Hope to make it to Wilkes-Barre tomorrow.
6 saved. Walked Scranton, PA. Today, Mike was in two newspapers from Wilkes-Barre. As soon as we started in Scranton, the newspaper was there to interview us and take pictures. Had some real fights today, spiritual fights. Most of my salvation prayers were quick ones. But I also had some good conversation with a fellow who was seeking the Lord. We encountered a gang of rebels, who threatened my life and Mike later tells me they also threatened him. Brian, the name of the cheif rebel, would take my tracts, tear them up and throw them at me.
His friend would walk behind me and pull my cross, and on another occasion, he he intentionally tripped over it, not to stumble, but rather to jerk it from my hands. Every time I told Brian that I loved him, or that Jesus loved him, he would threaten to hurt me. Mike told me later that they had said they beat me up. But it was a scare tactic to put fear into Mike. Later, I had several Christian Police on Bicycles stop by to fellowship with me.
Mike said that when they came, the gang fled into the shopping mall he was standing in front of. It appears there is a strong presence of gangs in Scranton, threatening people. Mike had a 12 year old boy ask him to pray for him that he would make it to age 13. Mike asked him why he wanted him to pray that prayer. The boy said he was afraid the gangs would kill him.
1 saved. When we both were in front of the capitol building, we both blew the shoffars and Mike yelled out “Hear O Israel, I am the Lord thy God, you shall have no other Gods before me!” He was loud. I had a woman walk past me about 3 times whom I knew was being drawn by the Lord. She was later sitting alone and the Lord spoke to me to pray for her. So I walked over and asked if I could pray for her.
She replied “Yes, pray that the Lord would use me for his glory.” So I prayed for her. She later shared that she had accepted Christ many years ago, but for the last 25 years, she has been a prostitute. I read the story of the prostitute in John Chapter 8, which she already knew. But then, I took her to John Chapter 20, where Mary Magdalene was honored to be the first one to see Jesus alive. Marilyn, this woman, was very intrigued by the Scripture and asked me to give it to her so she could read it again. I believe she will never be the same, Praise the Lord!
A police woman stopped and checked our driver licenses and was very angry with Mike and I. She said her chief was angry with us and wanted her to check us out, and that we were making many people angry. (Everyone is angry at us) She threatened us with an arrest saying we were disturbing people. I told her that the gospel will offend many. She said if she got another call on us we were going to jail. It seems the Lord was just then ready to get us out of town also. We walked some 10 blocks or more without a soul to minister to. Then Maria came with the van and we packed up and left.
Since my return to Crystal River, FL over a month ago, I have been truly blessed to have another partner in carrying the cross. Richard and his wife Denise have joined in the work.
Mike and I hope to travel to St. Augustine in the next few days and travel South towards Key West where we will, Lord willing, preach at Fantasy Fest.
I send you my Love in Christ Jesus our Lord!