This particular church takes the Great Commission seriously, and through Child Evangelism Fellowship techniques, had about 20 young children from the streets (mostly Roman Catholic kids) in every Wednesday for their youth fellowship night. These children were wild as monkeys, and every night when Morris and I arrived, they would be hiding behind th e gate, and then leap out as our car pulled in. When they hit the inside of the church, they yelled like Indians, and crawled under and jumped OVER the seats and pulpit, hanging on curtains until they came off the rods, and generally creating total chaos. Please keep in mind, these children don't know manners because they've never been TAUGHT manners. Many of them have been totally neglected/abandoned at home, and they probably prefer the streets to GOING home.

A very strange thing happened after we had prayed, and the meetings started, though. These children didn't MAKE A SOUND, and sat quietly throughout. I consider this a miracle and proof that the Holy Spirit was there in power. I had a tremendous liberty and freedom to preach, and presented the Gospel clearly to these precious children night after night. At the end of the week, some of them hugged me with true affection, and even gave me some of their candy to take home!

Morris and I found out later that during the Sunday morning service while I was preaching, a mortar had been discovered in a car trunk about a quarter mile away from the church. That entire area had been evacuated while the bomb squad came and disposed of the device. The IRA rigs the thing to blow electronically when a police car passes by, and it fires through the car body and into whatever target is directly in front of it. If things work right, the police car explodes. If not, someone's house would get the hit instead. We didn't know about it at the time, but read the headlines in the next days' paper. Morris and I had walked all over that same area during the week, which just goes to show that none of us have any idea when we might be seeing the Lord face-to-face.

MARCH 2-I traveled about 20 miles away to a large town called Banbridge, and preached a solid week at the Independent Methodist church there, under the direction of Pastor Gilbert Egerton. The Independent Methodists in N. Ireland are nothing like the American Methodist church. The week before the meetings, they had spent several hours three times a day - morning, noon and night for the entire week, just PRAYING for the Lord to show Himself in power (which He later did). It was a joy to preach and serve in this place, and I came away refreshed and recharged as a result.

MARCH 3 - I addressed a meeting of about 25 pastors, and was able to speak to them for about 45 minutes about the "Christian" Rock plan to gut the spiritual life of their youth. They listened attentively, and asked questions at the end. I saw several of them later in the week, as they attended the meetings. That night at the church, I met a man named Ronald, who told me how he was hearing demonic voices speaking to him through the headphones as his music played, and how they would even speak to him at times INSIDE his head!

MARCH 4 - Pastor Egerton immediately got on the telephone and arranged newspaper and radio interviews for me. This had been tried before on previous trips, without success, but the Lord Jesus opened doors this time that no man could shut. On Monday, I was interviewed by the BBC over the telephone for 15 minutes for a program called "Talkback". I was told later this radio show covers all of N. Ireland, and some of the South, and has a potential listening audience of 100,000 people. I don't know how many were listening that day, but I gave my testimony, answered questions and gave the Gospel of Christ as clearly as I could. The BBC considered this interview important enough to rebroadcast later in the week. I also was interviewed over the phone by three different newspapers.

I also spoke at a brand new high school in Banbridge for a special assembly. 450 students were present, and I gave the Gospel and my testimony there. When I was done, the vice-principal and all the students PRAYED! They have a special school PRAYER! America has lost so much in our public schools, and we'll never get it back. You would have to go there and see what I saw to really get a grip on how we've fallen as a nation. This particular school invited me back the next day to also speak to their 12th grade class, which had missed the assembly.

MARCH 5 - I was interviewed again on another radio station, from the city of Newtownards. Both the newspaper and radio people were constantly trying to get me to say something mean about the British Pop idol Cliff Richard - an Elvis clone from way back. The Lord showed me these traps, so I just gave them the Scripture as applied to Cliff. This caused a little bit of a stir, as somebody actually called Cliff Richard's management for a reaction to my statements. I also spoke at another high school for about five minutes, to app. 100 students. Personal testimony AND the Gospel in five minutes! Not easy, but the Lord helped me, and I KNOW the kids got it by the look on their faces. Very solemn. Only the Holy Spirit can bring this kind of concentration, and I praise Him for it!

MARCH 6 - I spoke at yet another high school (Dromore High) to about 25 students, and gave another newspaper interview. At that night's meeting, Pastor Egerton had brought out a big trash dumpster can for repenting people to throw their Rock junk into. By the next night it was full (Acts 19:19). The Holy Spirit came down in great power during the evening meeting - a very SOLEMN assembly.

MARCH 7 \_ I spoke in two different sessions to the entire student body at Portadown Christian School (app. 60 kids in all). That night, I gave a seminar on Rock & Roll Revolution. That day's newspaper headlines fit perfectly with the message, as gangs of youth were roaming Londonderry, randomly beating anyone who got in their way. In another place, a convicted child molester had been let loose by the police, with the warning that parents had better guard their children, as the courts knew he would srike again, but refused to give his name to protect his identity!

MARCH 8 - Pastor Egerton and I took turns preaching on the street at Banbridge on a busy Saturday morning, while hundreds of busy shoppers passed by. The street preachers don't mess around over there. Pastor had a speaker system on top of his car turned up to about 11. You could hear it for a couple of miles! There was no trouble from the police, as street preach ing is a well-accepted fact of life in N. Ireland. However, Pastor Egerton told me someone had spat in his face a month earlier, and another time someone had been so enraged by the Devil, he smashed pastor's windshield with his fist. It's obvious the preachers over there care more about winning souls to Christ than their own personal safety.

MARCH 9 - This was the last day of meetings, and the busiest day of all, as I preached in the AM service at the Methodist church on God's Plan For YOUR Family, with practical Bible guidelines for every member, from grandparents to children. Two hours later, I went to address a youth group in a different church, and two hours after that, I spoke again in the Methodist assembly on how to tell the difference between flesh and spirit in music. Morris Warburton picked me up after the meeting, and I was in bed finally about 2am. At 8:30, we were driving to Dublin, and after about another 17 hours, I was home in my own bed. This trip set a new record for me- 25 separate meetings in 12 days!