Wow... talk about a good evening to preach!  I commented to Jim and Rodney last night that next to salvation, there is no greater "high" in my life than having the privilege of preaching the word of God to the masses.  It doesn't matter if I get spit on, threatened, screamed at, heckled, jeered, laughed at or "amened"... when the Holy Spirit begins to work through you, it's AWESOME!  I can honestly say that I can't think of a better way of dying than preaching the gospel to the lost... what a way to go...

We started the evening around 6pm-ish.  The Reds had just won their game and about 40K people were making their way to wherever they were going.  Mass crowds = mass opportunity to preach.  We went over to a bridge that the majority of fans were crossing to get to their cars.  On the bridge was a pillar about 2 feet high... a perfect platform to preach from!  So, Jim and Rodney began handing out 100's of tracts and I hopped up on my build-in, cement soapbox and began proclaiming the gospel to the crowd's surprise.  I was able to preach continually for about 15-20 minutes to crowds of people... wall-to-wall people.  15-20K people walked right up to the first Church of the pavement.  Some mocked, some listened, and some thanked me.  Praise God!

After that we made our way to the Blues Festival.  The crowd was sporadic but we found a place to hand out more tracts.  As the people walked by in crowds of 15-20, I preached the message of the gospel to them.  This lasted for about an hour.  We took a break until 10:30pm... we learned that the crowds were to let out at around 11pm.  So, we went back to the bridges and fired up the haler.  By 11:15pm we had consistent crowds of 100's walking past us until 1am.  We tag-team-preached until the end.  Approximately 10-15K people heard the Word of God preached last night. 

An interesting note was that allot of people were "amening" us.  It seemed as if the majority of these people were Christians... or they thought they were.  There is an issue, though.  They way these women were dressed was not modest at all.  How can a born-again Christian dress (or undress) that way?  The music they were listening to was 100% ungodly and worldly.  How can born-again Christians feast on worldly, fleshly music?  There is something horribly wrong with this.  James tells us that friendship with the world is enmity with God and that whosoever is a friend of the world is an enemy of God.  God help the American churches... they are lukewarm at best....  :(