The following video is one we took in the downtown tourist area in Chiang Mai, SE Asia, several months ago. There happened to be a street preacher there that night, shouting Bible verses Navy-SEAL-style, in ENGLISH, while several people handed out literature to the tourists and locals passing by.
And we walked away, trying to be open-minded about this street-preacher’s personal fleshing-out of a belief-system, but still asking, “Is this really, Ever Okay?
Or, Effective?
Or, Loving?”
Is it possible to do more damage than good in the name of Jesus? And even with the best of intentions?
Because what we say, matters. And so does the how, the who, and the where of the speaking.
And I wonder if so often our means of communication bodyslams whatever message we’re so desperately eager for others to hear.
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What do you think? Give.it.to.me.straight. Are street preachers right always, wrong always, sometimes both or sometimes neither? Experiences?
Thoughts about poor method trumping good message?
