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Monday, July 18, 2011

The Strip Joint, The Abortion Mill, Allah And The Cross

Today was a special cross walk downtown. Got to pray with many individuals, and the response from people passing by was especially invigorating. Hoisted the ten-foot, 60-pound cross upright at the strip club on Golden State Avenue and prayed long and hard, that God brings the owners to repentance--and to Jesus--and that He shows the women that there is a much better life waiting for them in Christ. God wants to shut down all three strip joints in Bakersfield, and He also wants to show the women and men working at and patronizing these places just how much He loves them as well. He also wants to bring them to Jesus and to new life and new beginnings!

Walking south to the abortion clinic on H Street, I joined several brothers and sisters in prayer, that God demolishes the killing mill there. We prayed long and hard for the women who were there to get an abortion, that the Spirit of the living God would speak to them and convince them to let their unborn live. We asked God to bring the abortion doctor to repentance, either through His wrath or through conviction of his heart. We prayed for the healing of all the women who have had an abortion.

Of course there were many other places I stopped to pray, including San Joaquin Community Hospital. As I headed south on H Street a young Muslim named Mohammad asked if he could talk with me. Of course. Muslims like to quote certain New Testament Scriptures to show that Jesus was just a man. They take these verses out of context, of course. I am patient and listen...and even read the verse they point to me. But then I correct them, which confuses Muslims a great deal. Since their  word for God is Allah, I tell them that Jesus is Allah, which really confuses their theology. It's very hard for Muslims to see that God is big enough to die and still be alive at the same time. I told him to ask God to give Him a dream about Jesus being Allah (Muslims are big on dreams and visions). His friend came and told him they had to leave now, so off they went. As I brought the large cross to my shoulder I prayed for Mohammad, that he would become a born-again believer in the God who died on the cross for the world's sins.

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Sunday, July 17, 2011


Today is Sunday, the Lord's Day, although every day is the Lord's. After church take a few minutes to read the Bible for yourself. This is really how personal growth occurs. Here is a Scripture you might enjoy:

For the grace of God that brings salvation has appeared to all men, teaching us that, denying ungodliness and worldly lusts, we should live soberly, righteously, and godly in this present age, looking for the blessed hope and glorious appearing of our great God and Savior Jesus Christ, who gave Himself for us, that He might redeem us from every lawless deed and purify for Himself His own special people, zealous for good works. --Titus 2:11-14

Jesus Christ is our great God and Savior. Today is "Son-day." It is a day to remember Him and thank Him for all He has done for us. Be blessed today in His name.

Friday, July 15, 2011


Beautiful day in Bakersfield. Custom made for a cross walking man. Heading out to the Buck Owens Blvd/Sillect Ave. corridor, I felt the joy of the Lord as I unloaded the large cross and began the cross walk. Today I would pray for many people. I knew this. Sure enough, just a couple of blocks into the walk, a lady made a U-turn in her car and pulled up to me.

With tears in her eyes, she asked if I would pray for her and her son. Of course. As I prayed, she wept. Her son was being influenced by the gang life, attending a court-ordered community school, and her heart was broken. Then God's peace broke through. Ending our prayer I promised to hoist the large 10-foot cross at the Community School not far away and pray hard for her son and the others in attendance. I gave her three special tract/cards that I felt would help, then told her to call me if she needed more prayer. With a huge smile on her face, she drove off.

Hoisting the large cross to my shoulder I continued the walk, aware that there would be many more today who would stop me and ask for prayer. And, of course, that's what the cross walk is all about! Glory to the King!