
If you can't read that, it says 'Discover forgiveness for all your sin, and eternal life in the living Jesus, not church".
I sat and watched people walk by this man for several minutes. Every few seconds, he would shout something like "we are not robots - open your eyes," and, "It's not about church, it's about God." To is right, a woman was handing out pamphlets and CDs. Most people either ignored them both, or politely turned her down. One young student shouted "Yeah!" as he walked past.
I grabbed a CD and a pamphlet, and returned to watching. Gradually, the flow of students trickled down as the next wave of classes started, and that left him standing alone.
I approached him.

His name was Micheal.
We chatted for some time about his message and the idea of God as a whole. His basic message seemed to be that proof of God was all around us, in the beauty and complexity of creation. "Chaos begets chaos" was his argument. "There is no way this Earth could come from something like that."
He mentioned the human eye, I mentioned the Giraffe's Cochleal nerve. He pointed out my analytic way of approaching the world, I addressed his incomplete proof of God's existence.
"It's not about churches or organization," he told me. "It's a personal journey. Each person has to find god for himself."
I didn't bother pointing out that he was here *telling* people to "find God for themselves". Ultimately, Michael was an open-minded and moderate Christian, for someone preaching on a college campus. He said that he respected my views, though he also insisted that I would only truly experience God if I abandoned them, and gave in to faith.
I've always thought that it's important to listen to people who believe something strongly enough to forcibly press their ideas on other people. Hopefully, it is these people who have the best-formed arguments for their own opinions, which lets you examine a viewpoint at its utmost.
The CD turned out to be music that Michael wrote and produced, and surprisingly enough, falls somewhere in the "House" genre of techno. Some of it wasn't half bad. Had I not known the context of its distribution, I might not have even guessed it had any Christian associations.
Just goes to show that prophets come in all shapes and sizes.
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