Crazy Street Preaching Adventure

What a day! Right after the morning service, we gathered up, grabbed a bite and headed downtown for street preaching / tract passing. The men knew that they may not be able to do any preaching, since there was the St-Patrick's day parade downtown. And sure enough....

Luckily, we had brought loads of tracts with us. I had never been to the St-Patrick's parade, cuz, obviously, I have no Irish blood in me. We all knew, however, that we were sure to run into drunkards. At first, while the parade was trotting down the street it wasn't so bad. Most of the tracts were being thrown on the floor, but at least, I only saw but a couple of people with stupid beer, but that didn't last long. I kept on thinking, why would people bring their kids to this!???? I know it's a parade, fun, woohoooo, but everybody knows that the St-Patrick's parade = people getting drunk!!!!!!!!!!! You do NOT bring your children to this. YOU shouldn't even go to this.

When the parade was over and people took to the streets, never in my life had my eyes seen such a sinful city. I can't even tell you if I was MAD or just really really really SAD!!! Bunch of drunk young people. The city reaked booze and joints. It is so disgusting, I can't even describe it. We got mocked so much....When the parade was over, Remy, the man in charge of the street preaching, held his Bible up high and started preaching. In case you don't know (I didn't), Saint Patrick was apparently a born again preacher, so all of our men fed on that.

I won't describe the things that occured, because it's too vulgar. But Remy just kept on preaching as we were passing tracts. He was wise though, and only preached for about 5 minutes. You can't talk to drunk people about anything, much less the Lord. It broke my heart. So many people were saying how proud they were that they were going to hell....if they only knew...a young girl (drunk, with stupid beer in her hand, and obiously high on something) told me that the devil lives in her. I feel like crying as I'm posting this. If it touches my soul and my heart so much, how much more the Lord.........

However, through all this chaos, a lot of tracts went out and lots of people put them in their pockets. I really pray they read it. I got approached by this French (drunk) fellow, and I couldn't even make up one word he was saying. I just told him to take the tract, put it in his pocket and read it in the morning.

I was so sad for the city of Montreal, I'm telling you, it reaked alcohool, it was just nasty.

I am so thankful for my church people!!!!! They're so great. I did have a good time, it was fun spending the day all together serving the Lord. Each day, I'm more and more thankful for my church.

Please pray that some wise people will read the tracts. If one soul gets saved out of all of this, it is worth it all.