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WHAT'S HAPPENING ON THE ROAD FOR JESUS WITH THE ROWES
PRAISE THE LORD, my precious brothers and sisters in our Lord Jesus Christ! I hope this finds you all well and being blessed!
We in the Rowe Tribe are all well and blessed!
Thought I would try to be dilligent in sending out an update on our latest adventures.
On the 11th of February, I was well enough after the incident with the tree branch that almost sent me Home, to leave Crystal River and head for New Orleans for the Mardi Gras outreach.
Bro Chris Mueller greeted us, and went out of his way (as he usually does) to make us feel at home! The following day, Charlie Plaisance, Brian Chamberlin and I went out to pray at the gates of the city in preparation for the battle. We got stopped by the police twice.
In each situation, we received favor from the officers after they found out what we were doing.
THE NEXT DAY, Brian, Richard and Denise, and Francis Lovell and I went out and prayed at the remainder of the gates that we hadn’t covered the previous day.
We got stopped by some police officers again This is an excerpt from my journal:
OUR FIRST STOP was at highway 10 and 90, where there is a pornography shop right by the bridge where we stopped.
We prayed that God would bring down the powers and principalities that ruled over this area, and blew our shofars. Some of the people from the porno shop came out and watched us.
After we were finished praying, we all loaded up in our vehicles, and started to leave, when a patrol car with two officers pulled in front of us, and stopped us. They hopped out of their vehicles like gang busters and told us to get out of our vehicles.
We all got out, and they told us to put our hands on the hood of the car, which we did. I prayed to the Lord that He would give them peace.
One of the officers frisked each one of us, but somehow Richard was talking to the other one about what we were doing…he had avoided the routine.
But the other officer didn’t know what was going on. He was trying to be good at what he did. He asked the three of us for our identification, which we gave him. He was looking at our I.D.s, when the other police officer came up and apologized to us for the misunderstanding. I told him that it was no problem, that they were doing their job.
The officer who had apologized to us, apologized again, and explained that they had received a call that three white men had pipes under the bridge. We all figured the call had come from the porno shop.
There were a few people watching what was happening outside the porno shop. I offered the officers a tract but they told us they couldn’t take it while they were on duty. I told them I understood, but that we would still pray for them. The apologetic officer said he appreciated that, and he knew that they needed our prayers!
What a wonderful adventure it is to serve our Lord! I told the brothers that I really felt like the Lord was showing us that He was giving us favor with the Authorities.
I felt like this year would spiritually be a different year at Mardi Gras.
Charlie Plaisance, Brian Chamberlin, Richard Martin at the Gate
For thou, LORD, wilt bless the righteous; with favour wilt thou compass him as with a shield. (Ps 5:12 KJV)
AND IT WAS!
Each one of my brothers and sisters at our camp agreed with me that the atmosphere was more mellow and less resistant to the preaching of the Gospel than it had been in previous years.
The only exception was when brother Richard Martin was bitten on his arm by a woman who did not care for our preaching on Jackson Square. (He wasn’t even preaching!).
I only prayed with a few to receive Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior, but I had many quality one-on-one ministry opportunities.
After the prayers at the gates of the city, the next few days were spent prayer walking the French Quarter. This is where a large part of the wickedness and partying takes place during Mardi Gras.
1 Pet 3:22 (JESUS) Who is gone into heaven, and is on the right hand of God; angels and authorities and powers being made subject unto him. (KJV)
We had a blessed encounter on Jackson Square on one of those days...here is another excerpt from my journal:
WE HAD A WONDERFUL time of ministry today…really saw the favor of the Lord.
We walked from Esplanade into Jackson Square at Chartres. It was Brian O’Connell, Pat Chauvin, Richard Martin, Francis Lovell and myself.
When we got to Jackson Square, there were a lot of fortune tellers and witches set up. We stopped at one spot, and there was a group of musicians who were playing for the people. We thought we should walk down farther, in case we were stirred up to lift our voices on high, that way we would not interfere with the musicians.
WE WALKED TO the end of the square, and then the Lord directed us to go to the center of the square where the entrance to the Catholic Church is. We stood our crosses up there, and just stood silently. Many people came to us, and we had several opportunities to minister.
I had a gentleman come up to me, and said, “Sir, I would like to ask you a question.” “Go ahead,” I said. “Before I ask you I just want you to know that I respect what you are doing. But I need to know…if a group of Catholics came and stood in front of your church like you guys are doing here, and did what you guys do, what would you do?"
I looked him in the eyes, and said, “What? Are you talking about holding a cross to remind people that Jesus Christ died for them? Or are you talking about calling sin sin, and preaching against what these witches and tarot card readers do, and this drunken party spirit that is leading multitudes to hell? Because if that’s what you mean, I would welcome any group of Catholics to preach in front of my church.”
He seemed surprised at my answer, and thanked me, and said, “O.K. that’s good enough for me. I hope you guys are successful in what you are doing.” He shook my hand and took a tract, and left.
AS WE WERE MINISTERING to people, a man who is associated with the tarot card readers came and lit some incense and walked around us, in an effort to do some kind of spell or curse on us. Whenever he would come by me, I would pray, “Lord, I pray that You set this man free and open his eyes to Your Truth,” or “Lord, I thank You that you even died for this man, so he could be set free from the power of the enemy of his soul,” Or “I bind this unclean spirit in the Name of Jesus Christ.”
AT ONE POINT while he was doing his “incense parade” thing, Brian got to minister to a couple. They were intently listening to what he had to say.
After a while, the woman came to talk to me. She told me that she was really blessed by what we were doing. I asked her if she was a Christian. She said, “Oh, you better believe it!” I knew she wasn’t walking right with the Lord, but I encouraged her as if she was. “Praise the Lord, sis. Where are you from?” I asked.
She told me they were from North Chicago. I asked her what her name was. She told me it was Carrie. “I have a friend whose name is Carrie,” I told her. “So you love Jesus, eh, sis?” I asked.
"Oh, yes, I do,” she said.
“Do you know what you calling is?”
“To give my testimony!” she replied.
“Praise the Lord,” I said. “We are all to give our testimonies to this lost world, of how Jesus cmae and saved us from our sins and from the sentence of Hell, and of what He does in our lives on a daily basis!”
She agreed, but wanted to make sure I understood what she was saying. “Well, mine is about how Jesus brought me back from the dead.”
I saw the scars on her neck from the trach tube that had been inserted. She told me that she had deliberately tried to commit suicide with an overdose of pills. She died. When she died, she saw Jesus, and Jesus told her that she needed to tell people that He is real, and that He saved her.
I PRAISED THE LORD with her, and told her that was wonderful. Then I said, “That’s what we need to do, sis. You look around you and you see all of these people blindly walking toward Hell. They are being used like puppets by the enemy of their soul. How will they know, unless Christians get bold and speak out? How will they know unless we tell them?”
I POINTED AT the Tarot Card readers and said, ”Look at this. Here is the door of the Cathedral, a Church, that is supposed to represent Jesus Christ, and these guys park right in front of it, and make a mockery of Christ by doing these abominations. They are lost, and they need to know Jesus. But the church puppets by the enemy of their soul. How will they know, unless Christians get bold and speak out? How will they know unless we tell them?”
I GESTURED at all the people on the square, and said “There are lots of people walking around here and thinking they are Christians, who are buying these people’s lies, even though the Bible says it is an abomination before God. Lots of Christians are out here partying and making a mockery of the things that Christ has done. He died for these sins, and it is like they could care less. Christians shouldn’t be out here unless they are giving their testimony and telling others the way to Jesus.”
Carrie’s eyes began to brim with tears. “I know I am not right with the Lord. I know He has done a wonderful thing for me, and I am not living like I should. I know there are a lot of things that I need to get right in my life.”
All the while we are talking, the guy with the incense is dancing around us. I counseled Carrie in the things of the Lord.
FRANCIS LOVELL, ANDY, PAT CHAUVIN, CARRIE, BRIAN O'CONNELL, AND RICHARD MARTIN
SOON HER HUSBAND came up. I shook his hand and introduced myself. He told me his name was Andy. He looked a Carrie, and said “that man (pointing at Brian,) just prayed with me, and everything seems different for me now. You should get some prayer.” She said “I sure need some.”
SO I TOOK HER HAND, and prayed for her to have the resolve to live for Jesus, and to be the testimony that the Lord wants her to be. Then we prayed for the Lord to have His way in her life, and to forgive her backsliding. When we were finished, she looked up, and said, “You’re right. We shouldn’t be here.
She looked at Andy and said, “It wouldn’t hurt my feelings if we left today.” He was beaming at her. We talked some more, and inwardly I was rejoicing over the fact that a couple was pulled away from the fire despite the fact that one of the enemy’s puppets was trying so hard to thwart the Work of the Lord.
GREATER IS HE THAT IS IN US THAN HE THAT IS IN THE WORLD!
AFTER A WHILE they left, and we ministered to some more people, then we all got close together and agreed in prayer that the Lord would bind the powers and the principalities that ruled over that area, and that He would bless the soldiers who worked in this area with great fruit during the Mardi Gras season.
We had just finished, and Andy and Carrie came back to where we were standing. Andy said, “Man, we just wanted to come back to be around you guys a little more.” Carrie said, “We are through. I am not going to be a part of this partying any more. I know what Jesus has done in my life today!” They were both beamng. We all embraced them, and prayed some more for them, and encouraged them, and rejoiced in the Lord!
After a while we blew our Shofars in celebration. When we did, Francis said that the man who had been doing the incense around us took off running away from us!
I looked, and saw him and another of the tarot reader on the other end of the square, looking back at us. We saw the power of God move today, and were greatly encouraged that this would be a wonderful season of harvest!
Many other wonderful things happened during Mardi Gras...God moved in the hearts of many people.
Many people gave their hearts to the Lord.
OUR CAMP OF ROAD WARRIORS FOR CHRIST is growing in New Orleans.
My mother, Faith Rowe even joined us! She sang one night when we were feeding the homeless! I was blessed to see her reaching out and ministering to a young man who was with the Rainbow people (kind of like modern day hippies).
We had wonderful praise and fellowship among ourselves at the camp, and with the Body of believers at Celebration church. Many people blessed us with food while we were there!
If any body is interested in joining us next year, let me know...we will do all we can to accommodate anyone who wants to reach out to the lost.
A new group of soldiers joined us. They are the Fishermen’s Ministry from the Northeastern part of our country. It is always wonderful to find brothers and sisters in the Lord that have a like heart for the things of God.
I can’t emphasize enough what a blessing Brother Chris Mueller was to all of our camp. PLEASE PRAY FOR HIM AND HIS WIFE, CINDY, THAT THE LORD WOULD ABUNDANTLY BLESS THEM FOR THE WONDERFUL HOSPITALITY THEY SHOWED TO US
ANOTHER OPPORTUNITY TO MINISTER THROUGH LETTERS TO THE EDITOR
This letter appeared in the New Orleans Times Picayune:
LOUDMOUTHS DISRUPT HOLIDAY
After our traditional trek from uptown on a glorious Mardi Gras, my group of elaborately costumed friends and I entered Jackson Square, anticipating merriment and joyful celebration with other costumed revelers.
Instead we were horrified by the horde of zealots bearing gargantuan banners and sound systems, blasting their hateful judgments at decibels far beyond listening tolerance.
These sanctimonious so-called Christians (omnipresent on Mardi Gras) seemed particularly strident and menacing this year, filling the square with their puritanical rants.
We were driven from Jackson Square in search of a peaceful spot to mingle. However one chooses to view the holiday, one group should not be allowed to ruin the accepted traditional customs of another.
The sheer volume and viciousness of this group destroyed the enjoyment of Jackson Square for both locals and tourists on Mardi Gras.
As we were fleeing the square, all I could think of were the words of the infamous Caesar, "Who are these Christians? Throw them to the lions!"
THIS IS MY RESPONSE TO THE LADY WHO WROTE THIS (PLEASE PRAY FOR HER!). It was printed a few days later:
Evangelist answers 03/07/01
Regarding the letter written March 3, concerning the "loudmouths" who were preaching at Jackson Square on Fat Tuesday:
Contrary to what the writer claims, it was not the Christians who were vicious. As soon as the cross was lifted up, before there was any preaching, the Christ-haters began to assemble and verbally attack us.
One of our group was maliciously attacked and bitten on the arm by an "elaborately dressed" reveler. He had not preached.
No mention was made about the naked man who was roaming the square, nor of the mockers who erected a picture of the crucified Jesus Christ with the face cut out, so the perverted crowd could put various parts of their sexual anatomy in the cutout.
All the while, there were little children walking on the square, beholding this wickedness.
Many exercise their freedom of speech and religion on Jackson Square. Witches, satanists, Tarot card readers, astrologers, fortune tellers and voodoo practitioners all assemble, making a mockery of the Catholic church and Christianity.
The message we preached was not one of hate or judgmentalism. We cry out against the wickedness that is destroying our country and dragging people to a premature grave.
We cry out because we care.
JESUS IS LORD!
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