The really old school witnesses I had the chance to work with, still had the bill board, salesman mentality. One old sister back in 1980 told me to meet her at the train station at 4.30am for service. When I arrived she gave me a stack of old magazines and told me to stand at one entrance and hand them out to people getting on the trains. She stood at another entrance. At 7am we were finished and she said goodbye...she was apart from me the only pioneer in the congregation. I never worked with her again..she scared the ...out of me. I worked with an annointed brother who dashed around in an old sportscar with the goggles and hat..he was funny. He had a battered old briefcase full of old books that he carefully opened and showed to the householder. He had a great plumy voice, good sales pitch. I was amazed...is that it? I thought there would be some great spiritual input, nope...more like. "Dear Madam, please peruse at your leisure one of these magnificent books on our Creators purpose for the earth...only 25pence each 4for one pound. Bingo..sold and back into the sportscar to speed off to the next call. I was totally at a loss as to what to say about my experience working with one of the annointed.
Chicken little