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June 5, 2012, Oregon State University and the University of Oregon

     We drove an hour from Eugene to Corvallis to speak at Oregon State. I opened the meeting and within minutes a student from the Intervarsity Fellowship stopped to inform me that I was going about evangelism in the wrong way and that I should not be shouting at people (Jesus would not do that); I should be building relationships. We went back and forth for about 5 minutes and he left.    

     A 26 year old combat army veteran, who had JESUS SAVES tattooed on his arms stopped. I opened a long conversation with him. I asked, "Did you have an opportunity to kill any of the enemy?"     He was surprised that I would ask that question. I have asked this of numerous combat veterans. They never respond positively. I reminded this vet that war is about killing the enemy and destroying things. He agreed. I defended the First Crusade, when he objected to Christianity on account of the Crusades. This man was not saved; he was basically a fatalist, whatever will be, will be. I do not know why he had the tattoos on his arm. Maybe he was a foxhole Christian. I taught the veteran on a correct understanding of God's omniscience and omnipotence. After 30 minutes he had to go to the lab; he thanked me for talking to him.     A Catholic man who indicated agreement with much of what I was teaching listened for a while.

There were some good one-on-one opportunities at OSU before the team moved on the UO where they drew a crowd in spite of the rain.

   

     Pat preached at the next break; her technique is to provoke a response out of individuals who are passing by asking, "Are you a Christian?" Most ignored her or said no. Only a few indicated that they were Christians. Pat did not gather a crowd; meantime it began to rain lightly. I sensed that this campus was dead; they were also in dead week.     There were not that many students passing. I decided we would return to Eugene where I had more hope of gathering an audience. Sister Pat suggested on the way that perhaps the Lord brought us to Corvallis just for me to witness to the veteran. It rained most of the way back to Eugene.   As we were approaching UO, Sister Pat commenting on the weather said, "I don't know, it doesn't look good." Indeed, it was raining hard when we arrived on campus. I thought, "Well, we are here I might as well see what I could do despite the rain.    

     Under my rainbow umbrella I opened at 2:50 by saying, "I want to make something perfectly clear; I am not gay; even though I am carrying a rainbow umbrella. The rainbow is a Christian sign, a promise that God will not destroy the world with a flood again. You cannot be a homosexual and be a Christian."

    A manly looking male stopped and announced, "I am a Christian and I am a homosexual." I faced him down for several minutes. Others passed and cursed and gave me obscene gestures.     I did have several stop and succeeded in getting some good dialogue going. However, within 30 minutes it started raining hard again. I thought, "I have done my duty; I will call it a day."

    Sister Pat had stayed back in the car, when I returned the car was locked and I did not see Pat in the car. I went looking for her. I decided to start preaching again at the class break even though it was still raining. I held up a copy of the student paper, The Daily Emerald, and said, "Read all about it, UO Student, Patrick Compton, sentenced to prison for three years for drunken driving and killing a cyclist, Craig Macfie. Read all about it; Craig Macfie also had been drinking. If he was drunk, he is probably in Hell. Were any of you drinking buddies with either of these students?"   Read all about the deadly consequences of drunkenness."

     A well-dressed girl stopped to ask what I thought about the sentence, which soon developed into a conversation on other issues.     Soon a crowd began to gather, which reached up to 25-30 people. I noticed that the "Christian homosexual" was sitting quietly listening. It was a good audience with one live wire Jewish girl leading most of the opposition to my point of view. A big bosomed female flashed me. I wasn't too hard on girl; I know what a temptation I am to these lusty hussies; they get around me and want to start taking off their clothes. This is a cross I have had to bear since I was a young preacher.

     I suggested the possibility that Eve may have committed sexual sin with the Serpent by eating of forbidden fruit. Then she and Adam did something married people should not do. I asked the Jewess if she had ever thought about why Jews were to be circumcised as a sign of the covenant. Could that have in some way been reminder of the sin of Adam in eating of forbidden fruit? I have never shared this idea with students before but it is something I have been considering of late. After all God created them male and female. Satan's strategy may have been to bring confusion into male and female relationships by introducing Adam and Eve to sexual perversion, hoping to get them preoccupied with sexual behavior which would not result in precreation. A major theme in the Bible is all the begats; the NT testament opens with a long list of begats starting with Adam. Satan does not like reproduction. He hates life and he hates man, who has the power to create life. Evidently, Satan is unable to create life. I also introduced that traditional explanation of the tree of knowledge of good and evil simply stands for Adam wanting to determine right and wrong instead of accepting the Natural Law. I Moreover, I suggested that in eating of the fruit Adam came to know evil experientially.  

     I spent a considerable amount of time giving reasons to Gavin why there must be life after death. I preached until 6:15 when students got distracted watching Venus passing in front of the sun. The Jewess thanked me for our conversation. Mason, who has been listening to me for four years wanted to have dinner together. But I was tired and declined. So we chatted for a while.

     Sister Pat said as we walked back to the car, "I will have to hand it to you, you persevered." Sister Pat informed me that she was in the car when I returned looking for her. She wondered why I left. I concluded that the Lord must not have allowed me to see her sitting in the front seat; otherwise we would have left campus since the weather seemed so bad. After I started preaching in the rain the second time at 4 PM the sun was shining and it was quite pleasant for the rest of the afternoon. God had some people to whom he wanted me to preach.

     Once again today the Lord demonstrated the truth of the Scriptures, "He that observeth the wind shall not sow; and he that regardeth the clouds shall not reap."-Ecc 11:4. It was windy in Corvallis and lots of dark clouds in Eugene. The weather would have stopped many a preacher but the Lord gave me the grace to proceed despite the weather. I suspect that eternity will show that we reaped souls today.

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SO ENDS ANOTHER ACADEMIC YEAR

June 8, 2012, Portland State University,

     Sister Pat started preaching at the noon hour in a light rain. There were three Moslem men sitting in the Amphitheater whom Sister Pat had in her cross hairs. She ended up having a lengthy conversation with these men; two of them admitted they were having sex. Sister Pat confronted them with their violation of Islamic law. One of the females who argued with me yesterday was listening; Pat eventually confronted her and she admitted that she fornicated before marriage. She was a heavy smoker.

Duke brought one young lady to tears sharing his personal testimony of salvation.

     I sounded the trumpet at what seemed to be a small class break at 11:50. A man passed by and cursed and spit in my direction. Then he stopped to listen for a while at a distance.     The boisterous and unruly 25 year old male with whom I had a confrontation yesterday began to raise his voice beside me, twisting my words. I suppose his loud mouth helped draw an audience of 20. I mostly ignored the foul mouthed degenerate. Another girl, who listened to me yesterday whose mother is a witch, admitted to having had many "boyfriends." She claimed to have lived in the streets for over a year but she was now enrolled in college. A wholesome looking girl, who was considering leaving the Mormons, conversed with me until an older male stepped in to talk with her. Later I advised her not to give up on Jesus and to investigate protestant churches and counseled her to read a chapter out of the OT and one out of the NT each day this summer.

Our gracious hosts, Duke and Jeanie gave a bold witness at Portland State University.

   Meanwhile, our hosts, Duke and Jeanie, arrived. Jeanie immediately struck up a conversation with the male who had spit towards me. Jeanie reported later that he was very open; he was living with a girl; he did not want to have children because the world is overpopulated.     She must have talked to him for almost 30 minutes. Next he came closer to me and listened for a while; I noticed a change in his countenance; Jeanie's conversation must have soften his heart a little.     Duke shared his testimony with a girl whom he brought to tears with his story. She was from an atheist family; she said, "A number of my family members have been getting religion." Both Duke and Jeanie are bold and effective witnesses to the youth. They are both in their eighties. Jeanie was a widow when the life-time bachelor, Duke, married her when he was 72.

     At 1:30 a heavy downpour of rain scattered most of our audience; a few stayed with whom we continued to dialogue. We decided to leave campus at 2 PM for we had a five hour drive to Seattle. Jeanie and Duke had a long talk with a girl representing Planned Parenthood before they left. Earlier the girl asked me what I thought of the organization. I said, "They are not there to help mothers become parents; they are all about murdering babies. They oppose parenthood."

     I started witnessing at my alma mater, Indiana State University, right after my conversion in the fall of 1972 and I started preaching full-time on all the campuses in '74. Today completed my 39th year of being a watchman on the campuses. This is my last journal entry of the academic year.   

Letters 

Brother Jed,

I'm sure you with the lapse of time and the sheer volume of people that cross your path on a daily basis that you wouldn't remember an Ohio University photojournalism student who first encountered you on the College Green in the Spring of 1981. 

I on the other hand have never forgotten you. 

It's hard to put into words the profound impact the week you spent in Athens, Ohio every spring has had on my life. Your candor and honesty set me on a course of soul-searching for the truth that has not ceased. 

We're on the same team; John 14:6 is the measuring stick through which I gauge everyday life. 

I just wanted to thank you for being faithful to God's call on your life - the fields are indeed ripe for harvest. Keep plugging and run the race God has set before you. 

Hopefully, one day I will get to see you again -

Until that time May God Bless You and Keep You.

Sincerely,

Bob Wojcieszak

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Jed has had huge influence on me. Look at his whole life one word: Commitment
...To his family 
...To his Wife
...To his call, a call that 1 out of a 10,000 preachers couldn't do and wouldnt do, who wants to get spit at , cussed down , disrespected in his age, and mocked , scorned , beaten , and persecuted.
What would compel a man ?
What is strong enough to produce such longevity and effectiveness?

Only the Love of Christ
Jed is Watchman declaring the people's transgression, He told me once that Jesus just wanted him to take out the trash in people's lives
and it's smelly and ugly sometimes.

But his faithfulness is the key to his great Love, love that is easily seen and demonstrated if you actually spend time with him !
And not just mock and go like most or the "in name only" Christians who been saved a month who have the arrogance to tell Mr. Smock how street evangelism is to be done.

You might ask Mr. Smock, "Who will rise up, in this generation?"

I will and I have , and because of Jesus and his cross, and the commitment of this man.

Kyle Volkmer