The GCP Personal Evangelism Equipping StrategyOur goal at Good Catch Publishing is to equip each individual church member to share the good news of Jesus Christ through the personal testimony of people within your fellowship. These are the elements we will produce to give your church a sustained personal evangelism structure.
Last Updated (Wednesday, 15 June 2011 00:06)
The Ultimate Evangelism ToolThe most effective evangelism tool you have to reach the lost in your community sits in front of you every Sunday. The question is: HOW WILL YOU EQUIP THEM?
Good Catch Publishing equips individual, local churches to harness their most powerful resource -- their people's testimonies -- and turn them into a gripping, God-glorifying, relational evangelism book. The personal testimony has proven itself throughout history as the most effective outreach and evangelism tool available, and Good Catch Publishing wants to help you share your people's stories with your community. Imagine equipping your congregation with a book of the stories of their church family... we call it "viral evangelism." These affordable evangelism tools remain in the community for years to come. They share the gospel again and again, never losing their effectiveness. See how effective and affordable a book can be for your church. Be sure to check out the other videos and click on the "Pricing" tab above to learn how easy it is for your church to share your faith!
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![]() Hornet's NestHornet’s Nest The Story of Bear and Kae Frances Written by Marty Minchin
My dad first noticed her sitting at the other end of the bar, a tiny thing wearing a white nurse’s uniform. “Look at that girl over there,” he said, nudging my shoulder. I turned my head to get a look, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I was wearing my dress blues, recently out of the Navy on medical discharge after a mine exploded under our ship in the Gulf of Mexico. The explosion hurt my back, an injury that would haunt me for years. It was 1970, and back home on Long Island, New York, I hadn’t found much else to do other than drive my dad to and from the bars at night. Tonight, Dad was right about the girl. She was really fine, and I wanted to get to know her. “I’ll buy you a drink,” I told her, “but first I have to follow my dad home and make sure he gets there safe. I’ll be right back.” I was thrilled that she was still at the bar when I returned. She told me she had a beautiful baby girl and was a war widow. We talked for hours. She whooped the tar out of me in a game of pool, but I blame it on all the alcohol I drank that night. The next morning, I woke up at home with a terrible headache and a piece of paper in my pocket. All that was written on it was “Kae Frances” and a phone number. I had no memory of meeting a Kae Frances, but I was game for finding out who she was. Three days later, I met the husband she had lied about not having.
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