Street Meeting Twenty First
Having concluded the children’s study and the exposition of the word that morning, we gathered once more in the afternoon at our accustomed place. We arrived to find the park nearly barren, save for a few weary souls lingering within the kiosk—some were sleeping, others doing this and that, but all merely passing the hours of this bright afternoon. Feeling no desire to dally further nor delay my Master’s business, I walked directly to my appointed station and stood. I had intended to set forth the truths of Luke nineteen, the very text we had searched earlier that day; yet, as I opened my mouth, the Spirit redirected the direction of the discourse. What I intended to deliver as a formal instruction of the mind was soon transformed into a plea for the soul. Among those listening was a man who had backslidden and drifted from the Lord; he had come to the park merely to meet with friends to go on a trip, never expecting that he would instead be met by conviction from the Almighty. H...