Part four of Street Evangelist Tom Alexander’s sermon at New Beginnings Christian Church, The Tree of Life and the Fruit of the Spirit.
Cross Walk Bakersfield and Cross Walk California: The beginning of a very long and on-going cross walk throughout the cities and towns of California, an Endless Easter safari of following the Son and sharing the Good News about Jesus Christ’s awesome and magnificent resurrection. On August 31, 2006, local history was made when Street Evangelist Tom Alexander completed a six-month journey cross-walking every major and sub-major street throughout greater Bakersfield. Because each street, boulevard, road, lane, highway, etc. was actually cross-walked twice in round-trip segments averaging eight miles per day, Monday through Friday and at least two Saturdays each month, the cross-walk took six months. Read on »
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Part three of Street Evangelist Tom Alexander’s sermon at New Beginnings Christian Church, The Tree of Life and the Fruit of the Spirit.
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The video from Street Evangelist Tom Alexander’s sermon, The Tree of Life and the Fruit of the Spirit, at New Beginnings Christian Church is now on Youtube. Here is Part 1.
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 1961, when I was fourteen. 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 the 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 »