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Was Jesus A Street Preacher?

Was Jesus Really A Street Preacher?

I have heard it said by some that “Jesus was a street preacher”. We should not assume this, or anything, is accurate until we examine it in the Scriptures, no matter how good it sounds. Now by “street preacher”, I am talking about someone who stands there yelling or shouting into a bull horn at people whether they are listening or not. I am not talking about preaching in a public place to a group of people who have gathered to hear what you have to say. So let’s begin in the Old Testament with a messianic prophecy about Jesus in Isaiah 42:1-2. 

“Behold, My Servant, whom I uphold;

My chosen one in whom My soul delights.

I have put My Spirit upon Him;

He will bring forth justice to the nations.

“He will not cry out or raise His voice,

Nor make His voice heard in the street.”

Wow! It says specifically that Jesus would not be a street preacher, crying out in the street at people! Just in case anyone questions whether or not this verse is speaking about Jesus, it is quoted directly about him in Matthew 12:19.

“He will not quarrel nor cry out,

Nor will anyone hear His voice in the streets.”

We have numerous examples of Jesus teaching publicly to those who had come to hear him, who got his attention, or privately to others whose homes he visited. What Jesus didn’t do, however, was stand on the street shouting at passers by to attract attention. To do so would have meant that he was not fulfilling the prophecy of Isaiah 42.  

So if you want to preach to a group of people publicly, where you can be overheard, then fine. Teach people one to one? Great! But standing on the street yelling at people is not what Jesus did! Don’t like that? Your argument is with the Bible, not with me.

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