
Others who were less enthusiastic about the message we were delivering were still delegated the power of the gospel message in the tract format (the short sweet and to the point message of salvation which was written in the individuals native language for their convenience) I encountered and got to share with tourists from across the nations. 300 of us went out that day, and Gods multitudinous power radiated through each of us, turning numbers into a meaningless ordeal, that whole town was bombarded with the truth of God. I don’t think I can thoroughly explain this, but I would like to attempt to give you an understanding, so just try to bear with me. As I walked through the town, all of Rome, stopping many to hand out tracts to them, on several occasions throughout the whole of the city I stopped random individuals. In an attempt to give them tracts, they stubbornly refused saying no no no , then slyly pulled a tract out of their pockets as they wryly smiled at me and said“I’ve already been given one of those today” Just imagine the odds of that happening on several occasions when you are walking through a city filled with millions. That is more than a coincidence.
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