The Five Hundred...Live at the BET Awards.
I got some time to blog, and decided that I would post some of the e-mails that I have received from other people about their five hundred experience.
But first mine.
I personally want to thank all of you for coming out and preaching the Gospel to hundreds of people. There was never the time to take an official count, but many said it was more in the chapel for the five hundred then any of the breakouts.
I never thought we would get 100 people yet alone get more then 500 (like everyone seems to be in agreement that we had) and I am humbled that you chose to spend your vacations after a long day of preaching to go and tirelessly share the Gospel with people you never met, in a town you barely know.
I went to the BET Awards.
Most of my team, which was team 1.1, never went out to share their faith before. It was their very first time. Once we all got there we went on the subway train and did one on ones and open air preaching inside the cars. I preached on every car I was on for the entire night. There was minimal reaction.
Apparently the BET Awards were very far away from the subway exit, through very poor areas of Atlanta. There were homeless people on the side of the roads, there were guys asking us for change as the overwhelming smell of alcohol bathed them. We talked to several of them.
When we finally got there, no one wanted to Open Air understandably because most of them were new. So the first time we saw the crowd I jumped up and fired it up. It was not long until a Cop came and told the crowds to move so we moved over near the buses.
As we were walking I decided to talk personally with one of the guys who started to heckle me before the cops moved us. I got pretty far, even with Grace, but as we will see later it didn't have any immediate effect.
We got to the buses of the stars. Many people were awaiting a glimpse of their Idol. An Idol who revels in the secular. Sex, drugs and Money. They were standing around just awaiting a five second glimpse. It was pure Idolatry.
I grabbed my stool and interrupted their church service and found myself in the middle of a hornets nest. People were angry, I was ruining their night. I pleaded with the people to calm down and give me two minutes of their time, my news could change their eternity.
I started by saying that Kanye West has a song called Jesus Walks, where he says that Jesus Walks with him, how do you know that Jesus Walks with Kanye? Is there a transformation in his life so great he hates his Sin? You wouldn't know it buy his newest music.
I then presented Law as I pleaded loudly with every breath for them to understand Grace. We did not have amplification, so I was grabbing the crosswalk light with my arm, gasping for every breath and yelling with such passion that after two minutes of preaching my stomach was in pain. The loud noise of the crowd mixed with the noise of the buses made it a terrible place to preach. Luckily I am blessed with one of the Open Air Voices. The guy who heckled me earlier heckled me again.
As I was preaching the anger from the crowds turned to oohs and ahhs as Lil Wayne (who was by all means very little) came by and we rushed to see if we could give him a million dollar bill before he went on the bus, he was bathed in the smell of weed and the crowds oohed and awed at the apparently expensive brand of weed he was smoking. What a life they thought.
What a Life I thought.
Following him on the bus were some very disgustingly dressed woman. Obviously prostitutes, or they might as well be anyway.
What a Life.
We were unable to get gospel tracts to Lil Wayne personally but some of the guards were standing around slowly entering and exiting the bus. We gave a few to them and asked that they take some on the bus for us, they agreed.
Later a rap star known as T-Pain marched down and I quickly grabbed some huge million dollar bills and gave them to some people as they were entering the bus. A lot of Gospel tracts went on T-Pain's bus.
After that things died down and I talked to a lady who was standing waiting by the rails for her star to come. She was very angry at me, I ruined her night, she was a "Christian" and was coming out for some fun. I asked how she could be pursuing holiness and support such atrocities which Christ hates. She was angry and then ignored me, even though she did not loot at me, I gave her law.
That was pretty much it for my experiences that night. I want to think my team who all said they would continue to go preach in their hometowns despite being placed in the middle of such a hostile and angry environment.
Keep up the work for the Lost until next year...
Marcus
But first mine.
I personally want to thank all of you for coming out and preaching the Gospel to hundreds of people. There was never the time to take an official count, but many said it was more in the chapel for the five hundred then any of the breakouts.
I never thought we would get 100 people yet alone get more then 500 (like everyone seems to be in agreement that we had) and I am humbled that you chose to spend your vacations after a long day of preaching to go and tirelessly share the Gospel with people you never met, in a town you barely know.
I went to the BET Awards.
Most of my team, which was team 1.1, never went out to share their faith before. It was their very first time. Once we all got there we went on the subway train and did one on ones and open air preaching inside the cars. I preached on every car I was on for the entire night. There was minimal reaction.
Apparently the BET Awards were very far away from the subway exit, through very poor areas of Atlanta. There were homeless people on the side of the roads, there were guys asking us for change as the overwhelming smell of alcohol bathed them. We talked to several of them.
When we finally got there, no one wanted to Open Air understandably because most of them were new. So the first time we saw the crowd I jumped up and fired it up. It was not long until a Cop came and told the crowds to move so we moved over near the buses.
As we were walking I decided to talk personally with one of the guys who started to heckle me before the cops moved us. I got pretty far, even with Grace, but as we will see later it didn't have any immediate effect.
We got to the buses of the stars. Many people were awaiting a glimpse of their Idol. An Idol who revels in the secular. Sex, drugs and Money. They were standing around just awaiting a five second glimpse. It was pure Idolatry.
I grabbed my stool and interrupted their church service and found myself in the middle of a hornets nest. People were angry, I was ruining their night. I pleaded with the people to calm down and give me two minutes of their time, my news could change their eternity.
I started by saying that Kanye West has a song called Jesus Walks, where he says that Jesus Walks with him, how do you know that Jesus Walks with Kanye? Is there a transformation in his life so great he hates his Sin? You wouldn't know it buy his newest music.
I then presented Law as I pleaded loudly with every breath for them to understand Grace. We did not have amplification, so I was grabbing the crosswalk light with my arm, gasping for every breath and yelling with such passion that after two minutes of preaching my stomach was in pain. The loud noise of the crowd mixed with the noise of the buses made it a terrible place to preach. Luckily I am blessed with one of the Open Air Voices. The guy who heckled me earlier heckled me again.
As I was preaching the anger from the crowds turned to oohs and ahhs as Lil Wayne (who was by all means very little) came by and we rushed to see if we could give him a million dollar bill before he went on the bus, he was bathed in the smell of weed and the crowds oohed and awed at the apparently expensive brand of weed he was smoking. What a life they thought.
What a Life I thought.
Following him on the bus were some very disgustingly dressed woman. Obviously prostitutes, or they might as well be anyway.
What a Life.
We were unable to get gospel tracts to Lil Wayne personally but some of the guards were standing around slowly entering and exiting the bus. We gave a few to them and asked that they take some on the bus for us, they agreed.
Later a rap star known as T-Pain marched down and I quickly grabbed some huge million dollar bills and gave them to some people as they were entering the bus. A lot of Gospel tracts went on T-Pain's bus.
After that things died down and I talked to a lady who was standing waiting by the rails for her star to come. She was very angry at me, I ruined her night, she was a "Christian" and was coming out for some fun. I asked how she could be pursuing holiness and support such atrocities which Christ hates. She was angry and then ignored me, even though she did not loot at me, I gave her law.
That was pretty much it for my experiences that night. I want to think my team who all said they would continue to go preach in their hometowns despite being placed in the middle of such a hostile and angry environment.
Keep up the work for the Lost until next year...
Marcus
posted by Marcus Pittman at
12:18 PM
1 Comments:
What a great night! I was on team 1.1 but I was in the back of the building. I wrote about my experience (with pics) on my blog www.bringthenoiz.com. It was great serving with you! thanks for moving me to team 1.1!
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