Toilet evangelism (10 ideas)...

It is amazing how many opportunities there are to get the Gospel out in the place we so frequently visit on a day to day basis.
Believe it or not, the humble toilet is full if areas where many people can receive the Gospel. The more I have done it and considered it, the more I have felt like I need to write a guide to encourage people to make better use of 'spending a penny.'

This is the guide...

Consider how many times you visit a public or even someone else's toilet. Now consider how many times people, including cleaners, visit the toilets.
Make good use of your shopping trip, cinema, restaurant or service station visit. You could even make use of a visit to a strangers house. Or deliberately visit a toilet perhaps just to leave tracts.
Often a person may spend a lot of time there and may well welcome something to read.

The larger the toilet, the more areas you will discover to leave a tract. You have to think like the different people who come in, but also be wary of a cleaner simply taking them all away and putting them in the bin.

It should go without saying that you prayerfully ask the Lord to guide you in doing this. Indeed He may well give you ideas other than what follows.

One good idea is to carry around blue tac with your tracts. An easy way to leave a Gospel tract anywhere would be to simply tac it to an object or surface.
This really is not essential however in the toilet given the number of places one can be left.

Here follows some ideas, with photos, of where you could place a tract for a person or two to find...

1. Toilet rolls.
These common objects are great for holding a tract.
Pull away some of the roll and roll the tract back into it between the paper. Potentially you could do this in every cubicle and reach a great number of people in one visit.
You could also, assuming this is true in the room, place a tract or two between toilet roll towers that someone else is likely to find at a later time. Or even pull away some of the roll of each replacement, rolling the tract into each.
Granted the tract may fall onto the floor when a person pulls away the paper in the cubicle, but that does not mean it won't get read.

2. Changing stations.
Many modern toilets now have a changing station to pull from the wall and lay a child to change their nappy. The one in the photo nicely folds into the wall and can therefore conceal a tract specifically for the parent with a child when it is opened.

3. Hand towels
Depending on what the establishment furnishes the toilet with will effect the number of tracts you can leave. Many toilets I find have blue rectangular hand paper towels. Depending on how these are placed, it may be possible to put tracts between them for the person who washes and dries their hands. It is also worth looking around for towers of such towels to place tracts under for a different person who replenishes the supply.

4. Vending machines
Toilets today often come with various machines. One could easily place a tract in the area where the product or change exits, along with one on the top of the machine, out of view of general people, but ready to get into the hands of another person who opens it up to re-stock.

5. Maintenance/cleaning people.
Some times there are places in the toilet that only such people are likely to access. A locked door or section. It is worth seeing where a tract might slot into to be discovered later.
6. Chairs and sofas
It is not alien to some toilets to actually have a sofa or chair in it. People often put their hands down gaps to find change. A Gospel tract could come into their hands here too.

7. Literature/books
Sometimes, toilets have reading material. Anything from a four page leaflet to a newspaper can perfectly hold a tract for someone to view.

8. Flowers and fresheners
Some toilets have anything from real plants and flowers to fake trees (toiletrees). Whichever you may find, you can always put a tract underneath the pot for someone to find.

9. Cracks and surfaces.
Many areas are capable of holding a tract. From the gap between the mirror and wall, to the top of the automatic air freshener up high.
Soap dispensers, information signs, toilet tops and advertising frames.

10. On the main door.
Often in very busy toilets you will find a sheet of paper (a log) that is filled in by the cleaners. This can be held in a frame (as in the image), or in a plastic folder. Either way, a good place to put a tract for the cleaner to read (or anyone else that comes across it).


To encourage a person to pick up and keep a tract (and in particular, children), why not learn some origami and people will love it (see image example)! learn how to make ones using money tracts here:

Next time you go to the toilet, can you think of a creative place to put a tract?

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"On the way home from witnessing at the beach this evening, we made a last minute stop at a Taco Bell for dinner. As I placed my order inside, I handed the cashier a Gospel tract and told her that it contained information that could change her life. I shared with her briefly how none of us are good and how we all desperately need a Savior, and Jesus is the only One. A few minutes later, she came up to me from around the counter with tears in her eyes and she said to me, "Thank you so much for giving me this card and talking with me. You have no idea how perfect this was for me tonight. You'll never understand the timing of this. I can't believe it! Seriously!" I asked her what she meant and all she could get out of her mouth was, "I was about to do something real bad and you stopped me." Josh Page

One Crumpled Tract
I CAME TO KNOW THE LORD through a simple crumpled piece of paper. It was a gospel tract. 
For some time in my life I had been very upset. feeling the weight of sin and guilt. I could not find employment, and I decided life was not worth living. One day I went to the railroad station with the intention of throwing myself in front of a passing train. 
I am a Muslim, one of many in the Asian country where I live. I started talking to Allah. “I am in such a predicament. Would you please help me? If you don’t help me, I’m going to jump in front of a train and kill myself.” 
I thought about my parents and realized that if I committed suicide, I would not see them again. I was very confused. While I was trying to sort it out in my mind, the train passed. Here I had wanted to throw myself in its path, but I was too distracted to hear it coming! The speeding train stirred up the usual debris as it went by me - dirt, gravel, bits of waste. scraps of paper. A wadded-up piece of paper rolled to a stop at my feet; it looked like paper that had been used by a vendor on the train to wrap peanuts for a customer. 
Sitting there thinking, I ignored the paper for a time. But then for some reason I picked it up and smoothed it out. My eyes focused upon it, and I read the words, “Good News,” What news could be good, I wondered? 
I read further. It said that Jesus Christ is the Son of God and the Prince of Peace. A simple message followed. As I read the paper, I began to feel a little peace coming to me. I read it again and again. Darkness came, so I moved under a light and continued reading that piece of paper, each time feeling more peaceful inside. 
I thought. Who is this Jesus? As a Muslim I had always been taught to hate the Name of Jesus. But then I didn’t know before that He offered peace!
I stayed until ten that night reading that same piece of paper. The peace continued to come to me, and I began weeping. I was not even aware of the crowds of people coming and going around me. 
Finally I went home and ate some food, but I went on reading that same message throughout the night. I didn’t know how to pray to the Christian’s God, but I began talking to Him as a person. saying, “You claim to give peace. and I don’t know anything about it. But I would like to have the peace You offer.” After that I had a very good sleep. 
For the next six months I read the same message over and over again. I had nothing else to help me. Then I got the idea that a Christian church would have the Book that the paper talked about. so I found a church. Near the altar was a Bible. After reading some of it. I didn’t want to leave it. Every day I walked six mlles to the church so I could read the Bible for a couple of hours. 
One day the pastor of the church told me that an evangelistic meeting was going on in a certain place. The meeting was conducted by an Assemblies of God church, and I decided to attend. When I heard the message given by the speaker, I was fully convinced in my heart of the truth being spoken and I surrendered myself to Jesus Christ. I became acquainted with the pastor in charge of evangelism, and he let me buy a Bible. How excited I was to have one of my very own!
I continued to attend the meetings. When my parents realized how involved I was, they became very upset and angry. The Muslims from my community began to discuss what they should do about my becoming a Christian. They called my parents to a special meeting in the mosque and told them that their son had been unfaithful to his religion. My mother talked with me, asking me to keep quiet about what I was doing because people were not liking what they heard. But I had so much joy I wanted to tell everyone! 
I borrowed Christian books and read them. One day the people in my community came to me, gathered my books, and burned them. They threatened my parents that if they didn’t drive me away, they would be in trouble. When my parents came under this pressure, they gave me an ultimatum: I would have to leave my new religion or leave them. 
My family believed that I had become mentally unbalanced. They felt that, if they sent me away for awhile, I would become “normal” again. Before I left, my parents gathered some of the Muslim religious leaders, who performed one last religious ceremony in an attempt to change me. It did not work! 
My parents sent me away to an island off the coast of my country. What they didn’t know was I had locked my Bible away in a little box, and I took it with me. They believed that some months spent in seclusion would restore my mental health. Actually it gave me an unlimited time and freedom to study the Bible! All by myself, reading God’s Word, I could feel Jesus Christ so close. 
I read in the Bible about water baptism and I felt I must be baptized. When at last I returned to the big city, I looked up an address that had been given me at the evangelistic meeting. It was a large Assemblies of God church. I met with one of the pastors and arranged to be baptized. 
Being a Muslim and very family-oriented, I could not resist getting in touch with my family again. They warned me that if I took Christian baptism, they would beat me and never let me enter their home again. But I determined to follow the Lord and I was baptized. 
Sometime later I went to visit my parents. I found a Muslim religious leader in my house who asked me why I had left my religion to go to the Christians. I told him I followed Jesus because He had given me joy and peace. I explained that Muhammad had spread his religion by using force, but that Jesus Christ uses love, and I had experienced that love.
The Muslim leader and my family became so annoyed that they took their shoes off and began to beat me. In my culture, using a shoe for this purpose is a most degrading thing. Then they threw me out of the house and locked the door. 
For the next three years I had no home. I slept on train platforms, sometimes staying with a friend, going from place to place trying to find employment and a place to live. Through a series of people I met a man in charge of a Christian outreach program who kindly employed me. I have worked there ever since. 
One day I went to a hospital to visit a patient. There I met a man whom I had known from childhood. Before I was converted, I had belonged to a secret Communist group that petformed various acts of crime, and this man was the leader of the group. Naturally he had become very angry when I became a Christian, not only because we both belonged to the same group, but also because he was a fellow Muslim. 
When we saw each other at the hospital, I didn’t know what to do except smile. 
This only made him excited and angry. I went to him, put my arm on him, and started talking. I asked him why he was so angry and what I had done to hurt him. He pushed me against the wall and answered, “I’m going to murder you for what you have done.” 
But I said, “Before you murder me, won’t you listen to what I have to tell you?” 
He didn’t want to listen, but I silently asked the Lord to help me speak to him. As we walked outside to an open space, he got a little calmer and asked what I had to say. I knew he was thinking that if he got me outside, he could kill me. During all this time I was praying to the Lord, asking Him for strength.
I began explaining why I had become a Christian, telling the story of what I had experienced. I told him that if he would accept Christ, he would have the same peace in his life that I had discovered. 
For the first time my friend began to listen. I offered to pray for him, and he kept quiet. He would not tell me his home address, but we arranged to meet again. 
After two days we met again. I had many gospel tracts to give him, and again I shared my testimony. When I asked if I could pray for him to receive Christ, he laughed; but then he gave me permission to pray. I urged him to read the tracts to find out what God could do for him. We set a date to meet again. 
At the next meeting my former leader told me that when he had left the last time, he had ridden home in a crowded bus. While on the bus he read the tracts, and the truth began hitting him “like a hammer.” He had become convinced of the truth of the message, and now he wanted to know what he should do. I told him to just surrender his life to Christ and receive Him into his heart. We walked to the end of the park and prayed together. With tears in his eyes he said, “I am feeling that someone is touching me.” He asked me to go to church with me, and we attended the next service together. I loaned him my Bible, which he smuggled into his house to read. Eventually he was baptized in water. Now the hunter was the hunted one!
He too had to change employment. He could not safely return to his community. Someone in the church arranged a job for him, and he is now a staff member involved in evangelizing others! Though the party people have enticed him with more money and a better job, he cannot go back. He has indeed found the peace of God, and his past life holds no attraction. Previously he had been such a terror, it showed on his countenance. He now has a beautiful smlle, as peaceful as that of a little child. 
We are both members of the local church and working for Jesus. It was all because of a crumpled piece of paper, spewed out by a speeding train that was supposed to end my life. Instead it brought peace - the Prince of Peace.

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