When I was in high school, I spent not a few Sunday afternoons on what we called ‘hospital visit’. 20-30 of us from our girls-only boarding school (founded by Scottish Presbyterian missionaries) would make the 20-30 minute walk to the nearby hospital (founded by the same missionaries) where we’d sing for patients before sharing the gospel with them one-on-one. In the years since, I’ve wondered how effective that approach was, but I trust the Lord used our imperfect efforts to save some.
Which brings me to a couple of articles I read months ago (I am really good at procrastinating) that both touched on the fruit borne from evangelistic encounters with strangers. Be encouraged by the greatness of God:
- The power of anonymity, in which Randy Newman recounts one Nora’s experience
- Persevering in evangelism, in which Geoff Robson recounts his own experience
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