Street Evangelist Tom Alexander At California’s State Capitol And Praying For The State’s Governor And Political Leaders.

CHURCH ON THE STREETS. That’s what it feels like every time Street Evangelist Tom Alexander begins a cross walk throughout one of Bakersfield’s official neighborhoods, as well as throughout the hundreds of other California cities he’s walked the cross in. Whether it’s our nation’s second largest city, Los Angeles, or a popular coastal city like Santa Monica, people respond whenever they see the 10 foot, 60-pound cross coming their way. Cross Walk California has resulted in hundreds of thousands of men, women and children not only seeing the cross on their residential streets, on their way to work, at the school they attend, or hoisted upright at their city’s police station as Tom prays for our thin blue line; but thousands have also rededicated their lives to the Lord Jesus Christ! Just as true, scores of thousands have come up to Tom and the cross and asked for prayer for themselves, for loved ones, or for the nation in general. Countless numbers have accepted Jesus Christ as their personal Savior right there on the streets. And, of course, Church On The Streets is always just a prayer away from great revival taking place in that city! Continue reading to learn about CROSS WALK AMERICA: PRAY USA
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Posted by Tom Alexander on December 16th, 2011

“It’s About The Cross”

It’s not just about the manger
where the Baby lay.
It’s not all about the angels
who sang for Him that day.

It’s not just about the shepherds
or the bright and shining star.
It’s not about the wise men
who traveled from afar.


It’s about the cross;
it’s about my sin.
It’s about how Jesus came
to be born once
so that we could be born again.

It’s about the stone
that was rolled away,
so that you and I
could have real life someday.

–Go Fish
“Christmas With A Capital C” CD

I’m often asked why I walk the cross throughout the winter months and especially during December, the month our Lord and Savior’s traditional blessed nativity and birthday are celebrated.

Don’t get me wrong. My family and I celebrate the traditional birthday of Jesus Christ. We put up the outside Christmas lights, telling all who see them that Jesus is the light of the world. We buy and decorate a Christmas tree, which is a symbol showing Jesus as the eternal, everlasting tree of life.  We sing Christmas carols and hymns. And we attend Christmas musicals all month long. Read the rest of this entry »


Posted by Tom Alexander on February 12th, 2011


Posted by Tom Alexander on February 7th, 2011

Why I Carry The Cross To Bakersfield Schools

Street Evangelist Tom Alexander Praying For The Students (including their parents and school employees) Who Attend Bakersfield High School.

My wife and I live in Bakersfield. That’s one of the reasons I am able to carry the large 10-foot cross to every school in the greater Bakersfield area, hoist it upright at each elementary, junior high or senior high school and pray long and hard for the students, their parents, and all the school staff personnel (from the principal and assistant principal, to the teachers and aides and the custodians and volunteers).

There are some 130 K-12th grade schools in greater Bakersfield. Some are labeled as Title I “troubled schools” and low achievement campuses, while others proudly display the “California Distinguished School” banner. But each has what is to me the biggest and greatest reason why I bring the cross to each school. They have our children and grandchildren for at least six hours each weekday. Read the rest of this entry »

The Endless Easter

Posted by Tom Alexander on January 15th, 2011

Tom and God’s Plus Sign at Ventura’s Surfer’s Knoll

From The Long Board To
The Long Cross

Surfing hit the Texas Gulf Coast in 1960, when I was thirteen. My sister’s boyfriend knew some California surfers, who visited Galveston Island that summer and brought the long board to the Lone Star state.  From what I can recall, I was the fifth or sixth Texan to take up the long board and ride the two to three foot swells of Galveston Bay.

When I caught my first wave, I was hooked.

That summer I gave up the girls for the surf board. Riding waves was both exhilarating and unbelievable. Every morning my friend Louie and I would hitchhike the nine miles from my home in Texas City to the island city. Sometimes we’d actually spend the night on Galveston Beach just to wake up to and ride the “glass,” the pristine and gently-breaking waves.

Nothing smelled better than the sun tan oil, the wax, and the surf. Read the rest of this entry »