On New Year's Eve, a man hobbled up to our Prayer Station on 47th St. He looked over the bibles and tracts and someone from the team struck up a conversation with him. After a while, I was called over to try and connect him to resources. He talked a lot about the Bible and his battle with leukemia. My partner and I took a moment to pray over him. As we prayed, God's heart for him overwhelmed me. Here was a broken and sick man that we got to meet on a cold New Year's Eve night. Once again God had sent us the one that He wanted us to meet. The one that needed to know God's heart for him.
These are only a couple of the testimonies like this. Several others on the teams from Canada, New Hampshire, and Texas had similar stories. It reminds me of the story of the demoniac man from the land of the Gerasenes in Luke 8:26. Jesus crossed over the lake and calmed a storm to get to this man. Once he was delivered and commissioned to tell others about what happened, Jesus got back in the boat and went back to the other side.
ONE man was worth crossing a lake and going through a storm. ONE person on the streets of New York City is worth standing out in the frigid cold for.