I love the story Cornelius Van Til tells about hearing an Arminian preach (sorry, can't remember where). The Arminian likened salvation to a bus driver coming into town and preaching in the public square through a megaphone, "I'm off to Fort Knox where there's gold enough for everyone. Whomsoever wishes may come aboard my bus and we'll receive the gold together."
I'm trying to remember the details - it's a while since I heard the lecture. But as I remember it Van Til went up to the preacher afterwards and thanked him for a brilliant illustration. "I'd make only one change to it," he said.
"Instead of pulling up at the town square, I'd have him preaching at the cemetary."
Evangelism is basically Ezekiel 37 - prophesying to dry bones. The people are dead. Whomsoever may come. But the star of the show is the Spirit, giving life through the word.