Militant Evangelism! by Ray Comfort

certain professing Christians 'did their own thing' when preaching the Gospel. Look at his words:
    "Some, indeed, preach Christ out of contention, not sincerely, supposing to add affliction to my bonds; but the other, of love, knowing that I am set for the defense of the Gospel. What then? Notwithstanding, every way whether in pretence or in truth, Christ is preached; and in that I do rejoice, yea, and will rejoice "   (Philippians 1:15-18, italics added).
    For many years, I crossed swords with a man called "The Wizard." The man was a very eloquent speaker, who would dress up in all sorts of costumes to attract large crowds. His message varied from things of interest, to stupidity. He would provoke thought by saying how senseless it is that we pay doctors when we are sick. It is not in the interest of the medical profession for you to be healthy. If we are in good health, our doctors have no income, so there's no great incentive for them to work for our well-being. It would be far more sensible for us to pay our doctors $5 for every month we are well. Then they would have a reason to keep us in health.
    We were both open-air speakers, and had a mutual understanding that I preached to the first lunch hour crowds in the local square, and he preached to the second. This happened almost daily for twelve years. Some days he would arrive while I was still speaking, and would suddenly burst from the crowd and verbally tear into me. I loved it. In fact, he was my best heckler. People thought I had great courage, but I knew that afterwards we would go off together for a cup of tea. The wizard and myself were what I called, "friendly enemies."
    This man was very anti-Christian. He would, much to the delight of the public, make an altar to the God of Israel and sacrifice a $10 bill by fire to God, in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. I was always surprised at God's patience with him. On a scale of evil, the wizard was seven out of ten.
    I also had another regular heckler, whose name was "Bernard." On a scale of ten, Bernard was on twenty seven. He would say and do things in public that would make your hair curl. He was so anti-Christian, he made Saul of Tarsus seem like Mary Poppins. With cutting sarcasm and a blazing contempt, he would say things like, "Jesus died for your sins. You have to repent because God has appointed a Day in which He will judge the world in righteousness. " One day he was spitting out hatred with such intensity, he embarrassed himself by accidentally spitting out his false teeth. I almost choked with joy.
    What should our attitude be to such a man? We should grieve that he was so anti-Christian, but our grief should be for him, not for God—"Be not deceived, God is not mocked. Whatever a man sows, that will he also reap." It didn't worry me at all when he repeated scripture, because like Paul, I rejoice, even when Christ is preached from such an evil motive. The reason for this is that the quality is in the seed, not in the sower . A farmer can, with great proficiency, place his skilful hands in the sack of seed and scatter it on the sod. It will produce fruit if it falls on good soil. A simpleton can place his unskilled hands in the same sack and scatter the same seed, and it will also produce fruit, because the quality is in the seed and not in the sower . This is of great consolation to me. I know that God doesn't require my ability, just my availability to take the quality seed of His Word and scatter it on the soil of men's hearts.
    Let me give you an example of this principle. Around the time Bernard was evilizing , a young man approached me and said, "I have been listening to the Gospel for some time, and I gave my life to Christ last Monday." I said how pleased I was, and asked him for details. The young man heard Bernard spewing out blasphemies in his usual anti-Christian, mocking fashion. After listening to him for some time, the man was so disgusted, he went somewhere quiet and