Hey Sisters and Brothers in Christ,

I hope your day was blessed walking in the light of God word you mind fixed on things above. There is a lot of turmoil going on worldwide. Still and all I had a good day on campus preaching the word. Kaycee, Alexa and Malcom each prayed to receive Jesus today. Please pray they grow in their faith; their stories are below if you have the time.

Kaycee was sitting on a bench overlooking the outdoor campus of the MAC Arts building along the east sidewalk of the BIC. She wore a pink hoodie with some white lettering across it and baggie grey sweats with a stripe down the side. She was a Latina and had full lips, her skin tone looked a faded sort of fair (as some people I have met from India). Her hair was straight but not stick straight, it had some body to it and went down to her shoulders. She was pretty in an a-typical way and wore no make-up. She went to a Catholic Church but not regularly saying she went with her family who had gone this past Sunday. She felt like they went once every 2 months. I asked her what she would say to God to be allowed into Heaven. “Hmm, I honestly don’t know,” she replied. So I asked what she thought you had to do to get into Heaven and she said, “Being nice?” She thought she had a 50/50 chance of going to Heaven. I don’t think she knew Jesus had died to take away the sins of the world when I asked. She listened to the Gospel. I told her that the blood of Jesus to cleanse her and pay for her sins, the righteousness of God Christ earned to her credit. I said God gave her all these blessings by adoption and they were hers by faith. And her good stuff could not fix her bad stuff. She was giving a form of consent to the main points in facial expression. “The last question is would you want to be forgiven for your sins trusting in what Jesus has done so you can be forgiven? Then God could live inside you and give you strength or do you think something else?” I said and gave her the quick take version of Islam and Buddhism. “I want that one,” she said pointing to the circle I describe as God inside her. I said if she wanted to be forgiven there was a prayer she could pray and I talked her through it asking,” It says here; ‘Is this prayer the desire of your heart?’ would you say it is?” She effectively nodded though some inarticulate sound came out of her mouth in ascent too. I said then she could pray it silently, “Wanna do it?” “Yeah sure,” she replied and handed her the booklet. I wrote something down and looked up and she had flipped through to the end a bit and I said, “Did ya pray?” “Oh what am I supposed to do?” She asked. “The little prayer,” I said. “This one?” she turned and found it. “Umm hum,” I replied. And she prayed to receive Jesus. She had a family Bible and did not want to take one from me. I explained the Christian life to her living “Inside Out by the Spirit’s Power.” I told her I had a Bible study for her and explained it and then wrote her name and the date and “forgiven!” in the front of Bible Promises for You. I handed it to her and explained The Case for Christ Answer Booklet to her and gave her that. “I’ll pray for you each day from now until Spring and one year after,” I said. “I may not see you but at least I’ll know you are prayed for.” She seemed pleased to hear it almost like she expected as much and she said, “Thank you.” I said, “Sure.” I said it was like the symbolism of the mass and she nodded like she’d put that together. I told her then the likelihood she would go to heaven now trusting in the blood and righteousness of Christ was 100%. “Thank you so much,” she said as I stood up to leave. I said “Sure,” and “God bless you,” and she thanked me again and I was off.

Alexa [a lex ē] was sitting at a window in a lounge on the third floor of the BIC that looked to the east. Her window on her right overlooked the bench I had sat on with Kaycee. She had long brown hair and a long pretty face, looked Latina. She was wearing a black top off one shoulder and wide bottom grey sweats. I asked her what she would say to God to be let into Heaven, she said, “I would say I follow what He put in the Commandments and, like, His word.” I asked her what the likelihood was she would go to Heaven. “I don’t know 60-40,” she speculated. She said she went to a Catholic Church and another Christian Church called “Hope”. She knew what Jesus had done to take away her sins so I said something like “Well, this is how it works and began to explain the Gospel message of the cleansing blood of Christ and as a payment for what we owed God and the righteousness of God earned by Christ which could be to our credit. She had a pretty smile and smiled here and there throughout so it seemed like she was tracking. I explained salvation by faith not by works. I finally asked if she would want to be forgiven for her sins. She nodded smiling and so I said there was a prayer she could pray. I talked through it and asked “Does this prayer express the desire of your heart?” “Yeah,” she replied and so I said she could pray it silently and asked if she’d like to do it. She said, “Sure.” She prayed then to receive Jesus. I explained to her the likelihood she would go to Heaven was 100%. I also gave her Bible Promises for You writing her name and the date and “forgiven!” in the front. I gave her a Bible study and explained the prophecy of the Messiah being God and one of Jesus claims to be so by walking on the water. I gave her The Case for Christ Answer Booklet saying she might find one of the arguments interesting and Strobel had more on line. She was really shy and did not say much but smiled and I told her I would pray for her each day until Spring and one year after to bless her. She thanked me and I got up to go and said, “Have a good one.” “You have the same,” she replied. And I headed off.

Malcolm was sitting in a row of chairs just across the foyer from the cafeteria, his back against the staircase. He had kind of a strange clip to his voice but was articulate. He wore khaki-colored shorts and a blue Wheaton College shirt. He had very short trimmed blondish hair like an athletic cut and a fair same color beard and mustache, also short the beard was largely on his jaw line. He said he went to church where people invited him and was going to a small church in Naperville though he lived in Wheaton and had run cross country and track at Wheaton North. He was studying to be an accountant. I asked him what he would say to God if he died and was asked “Why should I let you into Heaven?” “I mean none of us really deserve to, there’s no way any of us could say we should. Ultimately it’s because he wants us to.” I asked what he thought the likelihood was he would go to Heaven. “I guess I think I will. I wonder about it,” he replied. I began to go through the Gospel with him and as I make each point he would say, “Right.” He also had a way of saying “OK” like “Eye Kay”. After explaining the blood and righteousness of Christ and salvation by faith I asked if he would want to be forgiven for his sins so God could live inside him and give him strength. “I would,” he replied. So said there was a prayer then he could pray to be forgiven. I talked him through it and asked if it expressed the desire of his heart. “Yeah,” he replied. So I said he could pray it silently, I wouldn’t hear but God would hear and he’d know he was forgiven. “Eye Kay,” he replied. He finished praying and said, “What do I do now?” I explained the Christian life to him then. He should read the Bible and ask for forgiveness when he failed and do everything “By the Spirit’s Power living Inside Out”. I said the likelihood he now would go to Heaven trusting in the righteousness and blood of Christ was 100%. I told him I would pray for him each day until Spring and one year after that he would be blessed. “Eye Kay,” he replied. If he’s sitting there next Wednesday I’ll try to get him to him do a Bible Study.

So thanks for your prayers for the ministry and for evangelism Wednesday if you had a chance, I’m grateful for your help and God truly blessed.

In Him,

Bob