Last week, I finished a wonderful book by Ronnie Floyd, titled Our Last Great Hope. It was a thought-provoking read, albeit a somewhat painful one. Although written in a friendly manner, it was painful because Mr. Floyd is straightforward and doesn’t coddle the Christian who is just “not ready” to witness to the lost and dying world that surrounds us. In the book, he exhorts, encourages, and inspires us to do just that – since that is the true heart of God, and our duty as followers of His Word.
This book really spoke to me. It seems that I always have some excuse why I cannot move from “living out loud” to becoming a witness that actively pursues salvation-related conversation. When I was younger, I thought: when people start taking me seriously, I will. Then I wanted to get my theology just right. (Which, when I finally got serious about it, took me just a few moments to look up key verses and organize my thoughts on paper.) Now, I find that being home most of the time is just another excuse. This book challenged me to see the world through Jesus’ eyes. The cashier, the mailman, the guys with the street department just outside my window. He also makes clear that we should be simultaneously focused on our own neighborhoods, and the on uttermost parts of the earth.
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At my work place, I found myself looking at all my colleagues and I was semi-sad because I thought ”You mean all these people are going to go to hell?” None of them are Christians. I was also surprised by their lives. They seemed to have it all together which is a big difference to me who is so dependent on God for so much. I never spoke to any of them about my faith (I’m leaving on Friday) and I don’t think I will.
I’m too wussy. I have a lot of excuses to go with that too but yeah. . . all I can do is pray to God to give me the courage (especially seeing as Christians in North Korea, Sri Lanka etc risk their lives to save souls while all we risk is our reputation).
I was nine months old. My parents had been brought up in church, but had not attended since they were teens. They both knew that they wanted to raise their new little girl (me) in church. So they prayed. They were too shy to go church to church looking for just the right one, even though they still lived in the same town in which they grew up. Maybe because of that reason, who knows? So they prayed. They prayed for God to send someone to them. I know that’s not a very active way to seek an answer to prayer, but it’s all they were willing to do at that time in their lives.
Then, Thanksgiving Day, 1979 rolled around. They were sitting at the dinner table chowing down on turkey when someone knocked on the door. It was two women. Two church women, Sharon and Annie. They invited Mom and Dad to church, and my parents went.
I was raised in that church, saved in that church, and baptized in that church (well, really it was Indian Creek, but I was with my church family). I called my mom tonight to get the details. She said that all four of her kids grew up gnawing on the backs of those wooden benches.
I love God with all of my heart, and I am working to pass that on to as many people as possible. Where would I be today if Sharon and Annie had not responded to the prompting of the Holy Spirit 32 years ago? They had the guts to knock on someone’s door on a holiday, no less! Did they knock on a lot of doors that night, or only one? I can’t help but wonder. Anyway, I thank God for them, and for the domino effect they caused in my life!
I said all that to say this: your associates, acquaintances, friends, etc. might be praying right now for God to send someone to them. Deep down inside, I think that every person desires a relationship with Him, and some are just on the verge of accepting Him. We don’t know which ones. Please do everything you can to reach out to them. Be brave! You never know how a word from you may affect generations to come! Eternity is at stake.
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