"I was handing out broadsides near a coffee shop and I noticed a man standing nearby, apparently waiting for a friend. We talked a bit, me in German and he in Hebrew, as Ariel is an Israeli. When I offered to send him more information in Hebrew, he agreed gladly. No sooner had he given me his address then the rains started pouring down, his friend showed up, and the two of them hurried off. God’s timing is always perfect!"
"A married couple from France came up to me and asked, ‘Are you Jewish?’ ‘Yes, I am,’ I replied. Valerie said she was Jewish, too, but her husband, Patrick, is not. Patrick works in Switzerland, close to my hometown. They were both very surprised to find a Jew who believes in Jesus and wanted to know more. They gave me their contact info and said as they were leaving, ‘We needed to travel to Berlin to meet you. We hope to see you again soon!’"
"A young Jewish man came up to us, wanted some information and accepted our invitation to the film we were showing. We read together in the Hebrew Scriptures that Jesus is the Prince of Peace (Isaiah 9)."
"I was standing at the Brandenburg Gate when a young Russian man came up to me. I handed him a broadside and asked what he thought about Jesus. But he didn’t speak German or English—only Russian. As we stood there, staring at each other, I prayed that God would help me communicate with this person. Just then, Dmitry, a Russian-speaking Jewish believer from my congregation, appeared! Perfect. He was able to translate as we explained the good news to Ivan. Please pray that Ivan will accept our invitation to come to our services in Berlin."
"An Israeli man named Ben, about 35 years old, came up to me and asked what I was doing. I shared that Yeshua is the Messiah of Israel and the Passover Lamb that takes away the sin of the world. Ben listened to the complete gospel and admitted to me that a friend of his became a Messianic Jew and had been sharing the same message. Ben was open to receiving literature in Hebrew and gave me his complete contact info."
"A young Israeli man stood watching me. I finally gave him a broadside and we started talking. He is not religious; studying religion in school turned him off. I gave him the proposal (gospel) statement and asked him if he thought it might be true. He agreed it might be. Although he refused to give me his contact info, he asked me to write down a Scripture for him. I wrote down Isaiah 53. He said he would read it."
"Five or six French-speaking Jewish guys gathered around me and asked me how I can be a Jew and a follower of Jesus. I explained. They were kind of laughing at me, but they all heard the gospel.
"I was giving out broadsides in the rain. A man of about 25 approached me and asked, ‘Jew?’ ‘Yes, I’m Jewish,’ I replied. Amir turned out to be an Israeli. He came to Germany to study. I asked him what he thought of Jesus and he said he’d never thought about Him. So I told him what we think of Him and offered him literature. He willingly agreed and left me his contact information.
"During another sortie, I turned to talk to a woman who had come from Kazakhstan to get cancer treatment. I shared the meaning of the gospel and repentance with her. Then I asked her if she would like to pray and invite the Lord into her heart, and she agreed. After we prayed, she had tears in her eyes and said God had sent me to her."
"I was approached by a Jewish man in his 30s named Tomas. Tomas started off in a less-than-friendly way: ‘How can you, a Jew, believe in Jesus?’ When I answered with the question, ‘Who do you think Jesus is?’ Tomas replied tersely that he didn’t think Jesus had ever even existed. But he lingered, so I presented the gospel to him. When I had finished, Tomas agreed to give me his contact information. That would have been the end of it, but suddenly, Tomas asked in a sincere tone of voice, ‘How did you become a believer?’ I shared some of my story, how the Lord had helped me through some great emotional conflicts.
"Something in the intense way that Tomas listened prompted me to ask, ‘Did you ever come close to believing, but backed away because of what it would cost if you believed?’ Tomas was startled, and he looked as though he might cry. He admitted that at the age of eighteen he had read the Gospel of John and had wanted to trust Jesus. But then he went to a rabbi, who told him that he must either cut this ‘Jesus nonsense’ out of his heart or face being cut off from his people. ‘Would you like to receive Him now?’ I asked. Tomas fell silent, so I gently pressed the point. ‘You have a choice,’ I said. ‘You can give your life to Yeshua, and be like me, or you can turn away again and be like the rabbi.’ After another moment of thought, Tomas prayed to give his heart to the Lord."