On the bus today there was a man preaching the word of God.
He didn't care who listened or about anyone's response. He was there to preach the truth of God's love. After he was done he just got off calmly and left.
He wasn't preaching on a condescending manner or with a lot of pizazz, but somehow there was power in the words he was speaking. The boldness that only the Spirit can give. I think we should all be more like that
Also accompanied my kids trick or treating (not take) it was soo....at risk.
Going to Stratford this week.
