The Wimpy Witness goes to the Festival Hot Air Balloons, Fireworks, Arts and Crafts, Jet Skis and Boats, Funnel Cakes and Hot Dogs, Helicopter Rides, plus a small team of Wimpy Witnesses equals the Clarksville Virginia Annual Lakefest. It was a perfect morning, with slightly overcast sky, soft breeze off the lake and plenty of visitors on the street. There we were, my team of Wimpy Witnesses, scared and nervous but ready to complete our assignment from our King. Armed with tracts, witness pens, buttons and tiny Bible Teddies all neatly stuffed into the basket compartment of our rolling walker, Hug-O; we headed onto the street looking for friendly faces to offer our Free goods. We had prayed that Angels would go before us and prepare a path, and that morning it certainly appeared our prayers were answered. Little kids in strollers received Bible Teddies as their grateful parents accepted Free witness pens and Bible Tracts. The Streets were full of happy vacationers enjoying Virginia"s largest Festival. Tens of Thousands of new faces and hearts needing the Word of God. We rolled up and down Main Street until our ample supply of Free Seed (the Word of God) was depleted. Our task complete we headed home to Pray that God might send others to water the seed and finally that the Harvesters would come to bring Salvation to those who thought they were only visiting a little town on the Lake for a day of fun. The Wimpy Witness Resources I used: Tracts: Gospel of John - http://www.pocketpower.com/ Are you a Good Person? http://www.livingwaters.com/ Scientific Facts in the Bible - http://www.livingwaters.com/ Save yourself some Pain - http://www.livingwaters.com/ Witness Pens - http://www.greetingpens.com/ Witness Buttons - http://www.kerusso.com/ Variety - Bible Teddies Variety - http://www.orientaltrading.com/ And of Course My Faithful Hugo that we call Hug-O. We purchased ours at the local CVS Drug Store. They are also available at Walmarts and Kmarts.

The Wimpy Witness Yard Sale

First off, let me make a confession. I hate Yard Sales! The idea of leaving my nice cozy bed and opening my eyes at the crack of dawn is ludicrous. The only thing worse than going to a Yard Sale is having one. Selling my stuff on Ebay or calling the local Goodwill to come pick up my old junk just seems more logical. Less bother, no early wake-up calls. That said, There is one reason and only one reason why I would recommend a Yard Sale and that is ... It's a great opportunity to witness to your neighbors. Nothing brings out the neighbors like a chance to nose through your stuff. Finally, you get to see who lives in the house where the blinds are always drawn and nobody ever comes or goes. They just can't resist the opportunity of finding something that you might be too stupid to realize is a treasure of great value. Who cares what reasons they are willing to tramp on over to your yard, at least they come ..and.. there you are, armed with tracts and hot coffee or cold drinks. They have to take your tract now, after all it would be rude and you are their neighbor. As much as I have always hated the yard sale ritual, I must admit that I throughly enjoyed myself on that Saturday. My neighbors are quite nice. Can't say that I sold much, but truthfully that wasn't my point in having a yard sale. I did, however, have some awesome conversations about God and Salvation. My Wimpy Witness team, along with Hug-O, the rolling Bible Tract Cart were on hand passing out tracts and proving that not all teenagers are rude and selfish. Watching these two young men being so helpful and respectful was a blessing in itself. They showed their commitment to serving their Lord and I know they both earned Treasure in Heaven. I could go on and on about what an incredible day it was but let me just suggest that you try having a Wimpy Witness Yard Sale for yourself. It will be a lot of work but......Oh.. the blessings!

The Wimpy Witness Yard Sale

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The Wimpy Witness Birthday Adventure

Every year my son, Billy and me go for an adventure for his Birthday. When Billy turned 13 our adventure took us to Virginia Beach VA. We had loaded up with tracts to leave in all the usual places, video arcades, the hotel room, fast food restaurants, etc. After a great day at the beach, we headed up the street to do some window shopping. All was well until we came upon what could only be described as a "biker bar". We both felt the nudge of the Spirit to go in but both of us also wanted to wimp-out, skip this place and find a nicer, quieter, cleaner place to witness. Finally we swallowed our fears, went in, and headed for the filthy restrooms. We left the last of our tracts and booked it out of there. Now I don't know what happened to those tracts, but I do know that God wanted them in that place. If you ask Billy about his 13th Birthday, it's the Biker Bar that he remembers most. We still pray for whomever received the tracts and hope that one day we will meet them in heaven. The moral is: Don't let fear stop you from receiving your blessing. Go Forth oh Wimpy One!