Hey Brothers and Sisters in Christ,

I hope your day was blessed in the Lord. I had a good day on campus and Jessica prayed to receive Jesus today.  Jocelyn said she would pray later. I only went through the Gospel with her as she had done some kind of survey with another group. I asked if she would like to know how the Bible said she went to Heaven and let me explain everything to her. I gave her a Bible Promises for You book.

Earlier in the day I talked with Moe, a Muslim from India. He had a nice beard and a mop of hair had a hoodie on pulled up over his head. I have talked to him before. He saw me walking down the hall and as the last time our conversation was cut short he called me over and we began to talk about the differences in our two faiths.  A teacher interrupted us and hassled me. I was talking with Moe about how the Declaration of Independence says our rights come from our Creator so the State cannot take them away (we were both born in the US). I said this was also reflected in the Pledge of Allegiance that said we were a nation under God. The short bearded, graying pudgy teacher butted in crossing the hall to us from where he had been eavesdropping and said that phrase (under God) was only added in the 50’s. I agreed and said that was true it was under Eisenhower. “It wasn’t in 1776,” he replied. Of course I had never said it was. Then he began asking Moe who had initiated our conversation. He, as a few other teachers I have encountered, was under the impression I could not come on campus and initiate a conversation. This isn’t true but Moe said he had initiated the conversation in reply which was true. It did not dawn on him that he had interpreted us trying to initiate an unsolicited conversation. He informed me that the letter I carried I was required to produce upon demand. I hadn’t told him about the letter so I guess the atheists professors are chatting about me when I’m not there. I told him, “No I’m not.” “Yes you are,” replied to me getting upset. This went back and forth a few times like we were on a play ground. It was demonstrably true I did not need to show him the letter, because I was in fact not showing it to him. I actually only carry the letter, (which is correspondence with our Lawyer and the Administration) at our Lawyers recommendation to show to the cops. So the teachers who are fond of hassling me seem to have made up a fiction. First about my being required to carry a letter and Second that I must produce it upon request. The contents of the letter are just assurances from the Vice President that the Cops will not hassle me. He said, “We have talked to the Vice President.” I imagine that was supposed to get a reaction. “OK,” I said and turned away from him. (There is more than one Vice President on campus; he did not seem to know that.) I said he could have the last word and said some more about the letter and I let him storm off. “Is he an Atheist?” Moe asked when he was gone. I said I did not know, he never said. In fact he never even told us his name. Maybe he is afraid I will file a complaint against him since I was not doing what he said I could not do. The teachers that occasionally interrupt me have never given me their names. Moe and I agreed that it was our freedom of speech to talk about religion in the hallway. Moe and I talked some more and I said that Muhammed had taught that you should check his writings against what was said by, “The people of the Book.” and read the gospels. He said he’d like to read the Bible. I asked if he had one and he didn’t so I gave him one and he really liked it and I showed him the “Where to Turn” section. “So it answers questions for you?” he said interested. “Some of them,” I said. He said with a grin he’d been interested to have a Bible but he didn’t want to buy it. I said I could see why he wouldn’t want to. We shook hands and I also gave him a Bible study on the Deity of Christ so I will be praying for him and hope to see him again. As we talked a campus cop came up and looked at us. Moe said hi, he was either looking for someone else and walked away or saw it was me and had been told not to talk to me.

Jessie was sitting in a lounge tucked away in the middle of the building on the Third Floor. She had what looked to be naturally curly blonde hair pulled up on her head kind of randomly, oval face nice smile, cute kid. She was wearing a grey hoodie and jeans. She was waiting to go into class and said she’d do a survey. She went to a Roman Catholic Church sometimes. I asked her what she would say to God if He asked her why He should let her into Heaven. She paused a moment with an “Umm,” and said, “Because I have good morals.” She thought she had an 80% chance of going to heaven. She had a ready laugh and enjoyed hearing the Gospel it seemed. I asked her, “What’s the big thing Jesus did to take away your sins?” “I don’t know,” she replied. I said, “Well this is how it works you’ll probably remember a bit as I tell ya.” It seemed familiar to her I think, I finished telling her How Jesus had died for her, His blood cleansed her and his righteousness was to her credit. I asked if she would want to be forgiven or thought something else. “Probably that one,” she replied pointing at the circle to be forgiven. So I asked if she believed Jesus was God had died for her sins and rose from the dead. She thought she did. So I said if she wanted to put her trust in that she could be forgiven and I walked her through the prayer. I explained that then God would live in her and help her do everything He was asking her to do “Inside Out” and that if she would trust in Christ’s righteousness to be hers the likelihood she would get into Heave was 100%. I asked her if when she asked for forgiveness of she thought God would be merciful and she went to Church and stuff so she’d probably be forgiven. Or if she’d been trusting in what Jesus had done to forgive her. “I don’t know,” she replied. “Well if you don’t know you probably were not trusting in Him, right?” “Right,” she said. So I asked if she would like to pray to be forgiven. “Sure she said softly kind of conspiratorially as the lounge was filling with students going into the classroom and she prayed to receive Jesus. I quickly gave her a Bible Study and asked if she’d like Bible Promises for You. I described the contents and she said, “Yes,” enthusiastically. So I wrote her name and the date and forgiven in the front and told her I would be praying for her. “Thank you,” she said. “It was nice to meet you,” I replied. “Nice to meet you too,” she said and headed into class.

So thanks for your prayers for the ministry and for evangelism today if you had a chance, God truly blessed.

In Him,

Bob