Friday was a day that was hot enough to be in Hell. The beams of the sun burned white skin. The concrete, was so hot no bare foot creature would dare survive, or come out of the kitchen. So I brought the “you deserve Hell”… Sign. It probably should have said ” your in Hell deal with it”. But unfortunately Hell is going a lot hotter than the Wild West, where camels die of thirst. Hell is a place, a terrible place of ripping, tearing, a place of torture, eternal punishment for a finite life lived against a holy God.
Tucson high is a unique high school some times The gospel gets a riot, some times great conversations. Sometimes I go to there to pick fruit. But others I bring trackers to bulldoze the ground. There is a generation out there that is filled with Romans 1 they are back biters, flaming homos, feminists, God Haters, haters of themselves given to anorexia, and cutting themselves to try find peace, there is no for anyone out side of Gods love.
This time it was a riot as the kids came out they quickly assembled signs in a counter protest against me, my loving approach towards the sinners in their adamant rejection of God. But when the administration showed up they set it all off. They surrounded me and rumors started to spread through out the crowd of what needed to be done about this hate filled Christian.
Many flipped bro Dean off, they flipped me off!!!! I as a Christian am used to this kind of ridicule, hate, and so called shame for believing what I love. As they flipped me off I kept flipping my sign and scriptures at them and for that people said I was harassing the kids, woe unto a nation that calls harassment. Conviction is hate these days, and Gods true love is seen as a curse among, this generation.
So the hate filled crowd decided that they had had enough of the preaching but they preacher would not leave. So they shut their ears and then the power of God dispersed them back to the busses. But there were some who stuck around and listened as the battle came to a close.