We recently made a short trip back to U.S.  It was a wonderful time of fellowship and street preaching.  We were there from September 26th until October 10th.  One of the testimonies I would like to share with you happened on Friday, October 6th.

My two brothers (Jack and Joe) and I (Henry Thompson) were planning to go street preaching again that night.  It was difficult to get people to go that night, but Brian said he would go and we had a few other maybes.  To be honest, it was a hard night for me to go.  My voice was not very strong, as we had been preaching almost every night since we got to U.S., and I was still tired from the time change.  By the time we confirmed that we were going, we were all ready running late.  I usually dress up for preaching, but I still had my casual clothes on, and I didn't feel like changing.  I mention this because what I was wearing really affected what would happen later that night.    

As I was getting to the car I remembered a conversation that I had in Thailand with Darwin, a Philippino Brother.  He opened his Bible to 2 Corinthians 5:20

Now then we are ambassadors for Christ, as though God did beseech you by us: we pray you in Christ's stead, be ye reconciled to God.

Darwin told me that he always tries to dress good when he is representing Christ because of this verse.  I couldn't agree with him more!  So I went back in the house and put my suit on.  Better to look like an ambassador and be a little late, than to arrive early and look like a bum.

So the four of us arrived at our preaching spot, and everything was going good except that my voice was not very strong.  So, I started talking to a group of guys on the street.  As I was sharing the gospel with them, a man came behind me and tapped me on the shoulder.  He was wearing a camo t-shirt and jeans.  And he held a video camera in his hand.  He pulled out this card that said "Event Pass" on it.  He said: "Hey this is a V.I.P. pass to get into Karma and it is for you.  You have the right clothes and the right message.  They will let you in".  He told me that Karma was a place a few blocks away that was having a fashion show that night.  He said that he could not get in because he was not dressed good enough, but that I could.  With that he stepped back, turned the video camera on and started filming me.  He asked me questions about who I was and what I was doing, and filmed it all as I preached the gospel into the camera.  Then he turned the camera off, and explained to me again where Karma was.  He told that I must go, they needed me there.

A little while later we found this place called Karma.  It was an upper class place, and there was security everywhere all wearing tuxes.  I walked up to the door, the security stopped me and asked me for ID.  I started to get my wallet out, and one of them saw my Bible.  He said: "Whoa, what is this"?  I could see that he was not going to let me in.  Then I looked down and noticed the pass that was clipped on my collar had fallen under the lapel of my suit.  When I pulled it out the security looked surprised and said sorry.  They didn't even look at my ID and showed me to the entrance.  At the entrance a girl took my arm and led me to a roped-off section inside that was only for V.I.P.  I told her that I wanted to walk around and so I began to check out the place.  The music was overpowering.  There was the main floor and then an upper deck that looked down to the cat walk below.  Both were full of people.  I got there at the perfect time to preach as the show had not yet started.  But the music was too loud to witness to anyone and I was starting to wonder why the Lord had gotten me in here.  I knew the only way I could be heard was if I could somehow get a microphone that was connected to the speakers.  So I asked the Lord for help.  The answer came quickly.

On the main floor I noticed a guy who looked to be head security watching me, so I moved to the upper deck.  I was still wondering what I should do when I noticed Mr. head security following me again.  I knew I would have to deal with him sooner or later, so when he came in closer behind me again I turned around, grabbed his hand, and said hello.  He asked me if there was anything I needed.  I said no, I'm fine, and he walked away.  A few minutes later he came back with another security guard, this is when I found out who I was.  He introduced me to the second security guard as the director of the show!  He told him to make sure that I have everything I need and walked away again.  So now I had personal security, and I started to play the part.  He asked me if I expected to have a good turn out.  I said: "Definitely, I expect it to be real good".  He asked me when I planned to start the show.  I told him that I expected to start real soon.

After finding out that I was the director of the show, I knew that God had provided a way for me to get a hold of the mics.  I made my way to the stage where the D.J. had all the sound equipment.  I waved for the girl that was helping the D.J., and when she came I told her that I had an announcement to make before the show began.  She told me to come up on stage, gave me a mic, and the D.J. cut the music.  Just like that!  People were dancing, talking, drinking, etc., but when the music stopped everybody stopped with it.  I said: "Is it on"?  And I heard that question echo through the place in my voice.  I told them that I had an announcement to make, and it might shock many of them because the announcement I have comes from the Word of God.  And I began to preach.  Praise the LORD!  After I had finished preaching I told them that the reason I came up here to say this is because it is that important.  There is only one way that we can be saved from the wrath of God.  And that way is Jesus Christ.  I gave the mic back to the D.J. and walked out.  Some of the people clapped!  Praise the LORD!

Who was the guy that gave me the V.I.P. pass?