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Directed to Landover's website by the Godly Ms. Betty Bowers, I perused with Godly joy. Such wonders did mine eyes behold!
First, I read unbiased news stories. I had no idea about the XXX Elmo, though when I was shopping at Nordstrom's and bent over to pick up my American Express Black card, he DID look at my behind and giggle. I had a feeling about him.
Second, I saw tales of everyday folks doing the Lord's work in the most mysterious ways. You all know, I don't need to recap!
Finally, I spotted a link to this most Holy of Forums, a place to meet people of Landover! Praise Jesus!
I'll keep my introduction brief, and focus upon my own ministry. Frequently, I go to truck stops, bus stations, and other places where wayward travelers can be found. These young men, many times sipping from a 40 'concealed' in a brown paper bag, often need guidance and a firm hand to steer them toward Jesus.
I take on the role of the big brother/daddy they never had, and talk a while. If necessary to keep them focused, I'll occasionally even buy them another malt liquor; I don't approve of the consumption of alcohol (unless it comes from the Bordeaux or Burgundy regions, or possibly is in the form of aged single-malt Scotch or a pre-ban Pernod Fils absinthe), but believe God forgives this minor transgression in the saving of a soul!
In time, I walk the fellow out to the nearest alley, where we can pray in private. Ah, the way their eyes light up when they first taste the love of Jesus! Truly, there is nothing more wondrous than seeing a young man get on his knees to worship for the very first time!
First, I read unbiased news stories. I had no idea about the XXX Elmo, though when I was shopping at Nordstrom's and bent over to pick up my American Express Black card, he DID look at my behind and giggle. I had a feeling about him.
Second, I saw tales of everyday folks doing the Lord's work in the most mysterious ways. You all know, I don't need to recap!
Finally, I spotted a link to this most Holy of Forums, a place to meet people of Landover! Praise Jesus!
I'll keep my introduction brief, and focus upon my own ministry. Frequently, I go to truck stops, bus stations, and other places where wayward travelers can be found. These young men, many times sipping from a 40 'concealed' in a brown paper bag, often need guidance and a firm hand to steer them toward Jesus.
I take on the role of the big brother/daddy they never had, and talk a while. If necessary to keep them focused, I'll occasionally even buy them another malt liquor; I don't approve of the consumption of alcohol (unless it comes from the Bordeaux or Burgundy regions, or possibly is in the form of aged single-malt Scotch or a pre-ban Pernod Fils absinthe), but believe God forgives this minor transgression in the saving of a soul!
In time, I walk the fellow out to the nearest alley, where we can pray in private. Ah, the way their eyes light up when they first taste the love of Jesus! Truly, there is nothing more wondrous than seeing a young man get on his knees to worship for the very first time!
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