Every unredeemed life cries out for the gospel, like a fish on the riverbank gasping for water. Many in the world have given up hope. They have seen the limits of science, technology, medicine, politics and education, and they turn to opiates to forget- drugs, drink and religious mysticism. Like the mythical hydra, evil grows two heads for every one that we cut off. This monster needs the dagger of the cross of Christ plunged into its heart.