Monday, June 26, 2017

The wicked flee though no one pursues, but the righteous are as bold as a lion. Proverbs 28:1

I haven't shared too much from the SSC street journal in a while, but I feel like writing again....

Tonight as I ran errands for my Mom, fixed dinner, ran to the market....all I kept seeing was lost souls...carrying their black bags full of their version of peace and joy and even love...Young women high and slurring their speech, half dressed and oblivious to their surroundings or how they were behaving.

I interceded for them all but after I finished taking care of home I hit the streets.  I just couldn't take it anymore....too much prayer is going out for these souls and they needed to know that.   Every Sunday we at Soul Saving Center stretch our hands out towards Salem and intercede for every lost soul.

I started out on Union St.  I parked my truck and walked up to about 10 young men gambling, smoking, cursing.....doing the usual.  I gave them the gospel and then God told me to pray right there for them.  They continued cursing, playing cards while I took them to the throne room.  I was loud and earnest in my petition to the Chain Breaker.....Soon they all quieted down and when I was finished I knew God had caught the ones He sent me there for....they were asking about me after I walked further down the street to minister to some more people....I preached to people in cars, on stoops and those on bikes.  That look in their eyes...the look that says, "I really need help, I need to change, I need something!"  I know that look so well...

I invited them all to church and told them I loved them...They said, I love you too....

They know that I really mean it.   They know when it's real....Jesus is Real!!!

God is  always with me, especially in the streets....He lead me to the motel in Salem.  I walked up to a guy who knew who I was...I had ministered to him so many times and hadn't seen him in a while.  He was in jail and had just gotten out.  He had the ankle thing on him but he introduced me to his buddies.  One knew my Dad and we laughed about the "Irv Grip" when he gripped your head and turned it while cutting your hair your head was in a vice grip!  But then I got down to business.  I knew God sent me there.  There was that look again....the look of desparation on a man's face that lets you know you are hitting him where he lives and he wants out but doesn't know how.....I prayed for each one individually and sang for them....

I've got a lot of people to pray for....If you would just pray for Salem during your devotions, put Salem on your prayer list.....God loves this town...and I told so many that tonight....

God Bless You!