I have been a Street Pastor for about ten years, we go out on our streets from around 11pm until about 4 am on a Friday night. We are there because we care about our town and we try and help people when we can.
Much of what we do may seem fairly trivial, exchanging pleasantries with passers by, giving flip flops to girls who can no longer walk in their high heels. Giving water to drunks, sometimes we walk them home, we give out sweets to both the young and old.
We have helped a number of homeless people, and have found accommodation for some of them. We have probably saved the lives of three people, or at the very least, saved them from sever harm. People say we have helped them change their lives for the better, and we are constantly thanked by the public.
We often come into contact with drunken anger and fights. I can remember the first time, there was about a dozen people fifty yards down the road; and they just started punching each other. We prayed as we approached them, I saw one man punched to the ground, another was being kicked on the floor, and a man swung round and punched a women in the face.
We walked in the middle of all this anger, people were in front of me and behind, there was so much I should have worried about. Yet I experienced a profound sense of peace that was truly beyond my understanding whilst in the middle of all the anger. I can only say that after a while things calmed down. We stopped with them for about twenty minutes and when it was time to go, we had lots of handshakes and hugs. I was in my sixties at the time, and I was with two ladies in their seventies.
Street Pastors started in the UK, but are starting to spread round the world, here’s a couple of short video’s