Prairie mennonite church inner city evangelism

Reaching the heart of our country

blank"Be it known unto you all... that by the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, whom ye crucified, whom God raised from the dead, even by him doth this man stand here before you whole. This is the stone which was set at naught of you builders, which is become the head of the corner. Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved." (Act 4:10-12)

Chicago Street Meetings 2009

Journal -- Highlights -- Prayer Requests -- Special Thanks too..

Journal

Thurs. Eve. September 3

Most of the 30 of us arrived and found our motel rooms where “life is great @ Super 8”.

Fri. Sept. 4

After a bunch of people meandered over to McDonald’s for breakfast we loaded up in the vans.  We had devotions in a nearby park & Bro. Ellis reminded us that we don't just have to be on street corners to witness. . . But anywhere (!) -motel, restaurant, etc.  We were given some instructions then headed into downtown Chicago.  Chicago is beautiful!  Huge, blooming flower pots~ towering buildings~ fountains.  But the streets are darkened by multitudes who need the light of Jesus!  We parked and walked into the Union Station for lunch.  Some of us girls were lined up outside of the restroom and this dark lady started asking questions.  She said, after Rachelle responded to her, “you're reaching me.  I feel like I'm standing in front of angels.”  Then we sang in front of the “Sears” tower.  Several couples hit the street corners to pass out cd’s.  People hurried past.  Hurry, Hurry, Hurry, Hurry. . . . dark faces, laughing faces, curious faces, hostile faces all hurried past us.  After we “sang for our supper” we went up to Michigan Ave by the Jazz Festival and once again passed out cd’s and sang.  The response here was much more obvious.  Large groups of onlookers and listeners. . .people asking a lot of questions.  One black guy sang with us for a while.  Some of our group had some interesting conversations with ’Gabriel & James’ and ’Abby -the broken hearted lady’, just to name a few. 

Sat. Sept. 5

Delvin Nolt had devotions for us this morning.  He spoke on commitment, and told us that commitment is found in adversity.   Lavern Wadel and Kenny & Judy Weaver joined us for the rest of the weekend.  We stuffed a bunch of cd’s and “Help from above” into sleeves, and then went back into Chicago.  We sang two songs in the Great Hall before we ate lunch.  The ceiling was so high it echoed like crazy.  We briefly passed out more cd’s and sang under the Sears tower.  Then we drove to Pacific Garden Missions for the rest of the afternoon.  Immediately after we unloaded we were ushered into the auditorium and Pastor McNeil told us the history of PGM.  He proclaimed the biggest problem facing America is the laziness of those of us that are saved.  God Bless us all, as we live with fervency and throw off our laziness!  We split into groups and took a tour of their facility.  It is pretty amazing all the ‘good works’ they do.  God Bless them. . . . We listened to a live radio show of “unshackled”.  We ate supper there, and then sang Victory in Jesus  “PGM” style.   J Michigan Street was next on our agenda.  Again people were more relaxed, and took time to listen to the songs and snap pictures.  Several of us tried a new corner, closer to the Jazz Fest. where hundreds of people swarmed past.  People almost grabbed for them.  Back up with the faithful group of singers. . . . .although they were weary, and straining their voices they stepped up a tempo a little and sang “If you're happy and you know it”, etc.  Great job!    

Sun. Sept. 6

This morning it was spritzing rain just a tad.  But the weather cooperated all day. PTL!  Nathan Byers led out in the morning ‘message’.   He spoke on being touched by Jesus like the leper, and what all it means to us.  We need the touch of Jesus every ‘millisecond’ of our life.  Then we prayed.  Much Prayer, Much Power, Little Prayer, Little Power, No Prayer, No Power.   We talked about how wonderful it was to get some encouragement on the streets, how much it helped us if people appreciated what we were doing.  We ate a delicious lunch of subs (thanks ‘cooks’--appreciate your work!).  Then we went to the Harold Ickey projects.  We sang a bunch of children’s songs, and then some darling black children came outside.  We played with them a lot.  They loved the crazy piggy back rides. . the games of tag. . . .help on the monkey bars, and just all the attention they could get.   “Why are you here?”  “What is this ‘cap’ for?”  Those precious little souls!  One little gal was determined to learn the song “Peter, James, and John”.  Another three year old girl had deep brown eyes.  Somebody said it looked like she saw the horrors of the whole world already, and she was only three.  We stayed there the whole afternoon, and we all enjoyed every minute of it.  But when it was time to leave, it about tears your heart to turn and walk away.  Especially since we realize that this might be the last time we could be with them, due to the tearing down of the ’homes’.  Disheveled, and dirty we went back to PGM to eat supper and ‘try’ to freshen up.  Then we went to the Jazz Fest again for the rest of the evening.  Sometimes during our breaks between singing several groups prayed because of the deep conversations going on.   God was working in the hearts of men off the street, and ours.  It was quite the evening, some real ‘exchanges’ with individuals. . .that. . . .got creepier as time went on.  Satan’s power was so evident, but God’s power is stronger.  It made you so thankful that you don't have to be the mixed up one on the street, but we can KNOW our Saviour, and we have a ROCK of a foundation.  We kinda ’left in a hurry’ for the safety of the group, and also because it was time to go. . .and then circled around the block 4-5 times waiting on several men who were finishing up conversations.  Heading back to the motel, knowing this is the last night of the street meetings is really sad.  Some nice people stayed up and got the picture cd’s made up, bless their hearts.

Mon. Morning Sept. 7

We got up so early ~~~~Yawnnnnn!~~~~and went to PGM once again for prayer.  Then we went into the auditorium and Dwayne Colvin preached the message.  Later we took a group picture. . . .said good byes. . .L  It was a great weekend.  And all God’s people said, “AMEN!!!!”  

We passed out approximately 7,200 cd’s this weekend.  It  doesn't necessarily matter how much articles were passed out, but that people soul’s were touched, and that God was glorified.

 

Highlights

Thanks for the EXCELLENT cooperation and spirit! Ellis 

Prayer Requests

(I'm not sure if I got all of these right but even if we don't know the whole situation God knows exactly who they are and what they need, our responsibility is to pray!)

Special thanks to....