A blast from the past.
Did you ever look through some old photos and reminisce? Recently I remembered an event that happened in the Times Square subway station, in New York City, from a number of years ago.
We had been there with a small team for New Year’s Eve, passing out our humorous but pointed “Happy New Year” cartoon gospel tracts in the subway. So when I came across these two Hasidic men (Ultra-Orthodox) who had set up a table in Times Square Subway station proclaiming their late Rabbi Menachem Schneerson, who died in 1994, as the Messiah, this was too good to pass up! I stopped and began a conversation with them.
They had even put up a banner saying “Moshiach” (Messiah) with duct tape on the overhead pipes. While there is not enough space to talk about the entire conversation, I proclaimed Yeshua (Jesus) as Israel’s true Messiah. When I said to them, “Rabbi Schneerson was not the Messiah,” one of the pieces of duct tape came loose and the banner drooped. (No exaggeration!) After a few more minutes of conversation, I said it again, “Schneerson was not the Messiah!” And within 30 seconds, another piece of duct tape came loose, and now the banner was hanging, like by a thread, with only one piece of duct tape left! (Again, no exaggeration!)
They then said to me, in a mocking voice, “Ohhh. You can do magic!” I replied, “It is not magic; it is God showing you that Jesus is the Messiah.”
Some women then came over, and they left my conversation and spoke with them. (See photo above.) But I will never forget how that day, God used me to tell two Jewish men about their Messiah, whether they accepted it or not.
