I
have been asked to
represent a missionary and I am happy to do so. I will read his resume,
as
follows:
Brethren,
I beseech you,
kindly, for Christ’s sake, to send me to all of the world, to all
countries. I
speak fluently in all languages and dialects. I know thoroughly all
cultures
and traditions. I am understood by the uneducated and the intellectual,
by the
religious and the non-religious, by the moral and the immoral.
I
cross all legal and racial
barriers.
Dictators
and despots cannot
stop me. I do not need a passport or a visa.
Religions
and traditions
fall before me.
I
work with missionaries. If
any of them are ever wrong or in error, I remain right and truthful. I
never
change. I have been perfect from the beginning and I will be perfect
for all
eternity.
I
lead many people to a
saving knowledge of Jesus Christ.
If
the converts change their
doctrine and/or join unscriptural churches, my doctrine and my
salvation in
their hearts remain perfect.
I
will continually preach in
their hearts, urging them to come back to Scriptural Beliefs and be happy and fruitful.
I
will never need to be
disciplined because I am right and I will never change, regardless of
where you
send me! Popularity, peer pressure, the world, fame, riches, luxury,
safety,
lust, or any other kind of sin has no effect on me. I cannot be
tempted. I cannot
sin or compromise. You can trust me, explicitly.
I
am sent into saloons,
movie houses, houses of prostitution, massage parlors, Gambling
casinos, Mafia meetings,
illegal dope gang meetings.
I
am not afraid and I will
not be quiet.
I
will remain for hours, for
days, weeks, months, for years, or decades, waiting patiently to be
heard in
restrooms, closets, desk drawers, books in a library, (even in the
wicked
books), hotel and motel rooms, in Gideon Bibles, in telephone
directories,
under mattresses, under a carpet that will be changed someday, Under
chair cushions,
restaurants, in song books of heretical churches, even in a burial
vault that
will be opened one day.
I
love to be thrown to road
gangs, up and down the highways, in front of mail boxes.
(In Australia you're allowed to place them in letterboxes. One person
in Brisbane has personally placed them in over 1.4 million letterboxes
and standing on Street corners and handing them out to people, and is
continuing to do so by the grace of God, without asking anyone for
money or donations of any kind, and with no Paid advertising of any
kind. Glory to God.)
I
capture everyone’s
attention on buses, planes, air terminals, train terminals, shopping
malls,
Disney World, and Disney Land. I have a captive audience on ships,
barges, in
jails, penitentiaries, hospitals, welfare lines, post office lines, and
social
security lines.
I
am your missionary’s
helper when he will not be heard and cannot stay. I will remain behind,
preaching his message over and over. Your missionaries can
systematically place
me (or sow me) in the homes and businesses and then come back again
later,
preaching the same message of salvation, but with a different theme,
until
hearts are attracted and opened for them to work, to reap.
In America, if you will
unselfishly place me (sow me) in areas where you would never expect any
gain of
members or tithe, God will not be your debtor, but will reward you with
converts, members, and financial help in your church from people you
did not
reach.
God
will miraculously bring
them in.
I
love to take your young
people on sowing parties, preaching, witnessing, while having a big,
fun, good
time. You don’t have to be religious to work with me.
Just
be natural, polite,
personable, and friendly. People like me best like that.
Don’t
look like you are
suffering on your way to heaven, associated with me.
I
will never get angry or
frustrated or impatient or impolite. Spit on me, tear me, kick me,
stomp me,
curse me, but I will always be my old loving self. Leave me in the
rain, snow,
and ice. In the spring, someone will pick me up, dry me off, believe
me, and go
to heaven. Throw me in the back of a pickup truck, and the wind will
blow me
out just exactly where the Father desires.
I
will be picked up and the
wind will blow in that heart as I preach.
All
over the world where
pastors are limited to preaching to small congregations, I help them
enlarge
their listening audiences from one to five or ten thousand every week.
I
will never quit! I will
never come home for sickness, death, family problems, or be forced out
by the
governments. I will never take a furlough.
I
do not have to have a
suitable, safe home.
I
will not make any bills
for food, education, clothes, transportation back and forth across the
oceans.
I
will never need glasses or
hearing aids.
I
will work the homes of the
heathen all night long while the missionary gets his needed necessary
rest.
I
will stay in the vomit on
a tavern floor till I am swept out into the street the next morning,
rained on,
picked up by a bum, believed, and carried to Glory!
I
love all people alike. I
am not a respecter of persons.
I
am the only missionary in
the world that does not have any, not even the slightest, racial
prejudice! I
am love, perfect love.
I
yearn to go to all
continents, the North Pole, the South Pole, in every language. Work is
finalizing to put me in languages where there is no written language.
I
can preach in 66 books, in
one Book, in a chapter, in a paragraph, in a sentence or in one word.
The
Father can take one word of me and reach everyone, lost or saved,
turning me as
He desires.
I
work miracles, I work true
miracles.
I
am the Word of God! “In
the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was
God.”
(John
1:1). “For ever, O
LORD, thy word is settled in heaven.
Thy
faithfulness is unto all
generations.” (Psalm 119:89-90).
My
name is the Word of God.
A shorter version of me is called a Gospel tract.
Please!
Will you go with me
all over the world and help me preach?
Mark
16:15!
HEAR
THE CRY OF THE LOST
HEATHEN!
“The harvest is
past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.” - Jeremiah 8:20.
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