Thursday, July 11, 2013

The Power of Your Story





So maybe this time
I'll speak the words of life with your fire in my eyes
But that old familiar fear is tearin' at my words
What am I so afraid of?
'Cause here I go again —from “Here I Go Again” by Casting Crowns

I had the opportunity to witness to a co-worker today, and it wasn’t
easy—at first.
She was worried about a fast-approaching event in her life and she says
she’s a “glass half-empty” kind of person to begin with. She imagined
the worst would happen. From having talked to her before, I know she’s
heard of Jesus, but does not have a relationship with him. There just
never seemed to be the right time to talk to her about it.

Talkin' 'bout the rain and mullin' over things

That won't live past today and as I dance around the truth
Time is not his friend
This might be my last chance to tell him that you love him
Today was the day that opportunity presented itself. Someone had
asked her, “What if the light at the end of the tunnel is another birth
canal?” It was a reincarnation reference—with the implication that we
keep being born over and over again until we get it right.
Lord, You love him so
You gave your only son
If he will just believe
He will never die
I was nervous. We were at work, after all. I basically asked her
permission to witness to her—and she assured me she would not be
offended.
But how then will he know
What he has never heard?
What am I so afraid of?
Time is not his friend
This might be my last chance to tell him that you love him
So I told her we could never be perfect no matter how many chances
we had to live yet another life on this imperfect Earth, and it scared the

livin’ daylights out of me to even think that I would be stuck here until I
did get it right.

I told her there was one person who did get it right—the first time. His
name is Jesus and, being God Himself, He knew we could never live a
perfect life, so He did it for us! That through faith in Him, we never ever
have to worry again about being perfect. I told her He loved us so much,
he was willing to die for us. The words were coming so fast, I don’t even
remember exactly what I told her about Jesus, but it ended when she
said, “Because He’s so awesome.”

“Yes! ‘Awe’ is exactly the right word!”
She said she had gotten into transcendental meditation when she
recovering from a severe injury. I said the Bible does tell us to meditate
on God and that meditating on praise of Him had helped me when I had
severe pain—and I think I saw a glimmer of understanding flash across
her eyes.

Now, I don’t know if she will be saved or not because of our
conversation. Maybe there will be more conversations. Maybe she will
pick up a Bible and find Jesus there waiting for her. Maybe that spark
the Holy Spirit put in my words will kindle a fire in her soul. Maybe she
will choose to ignore Jesus.

Whatever the case, she has more of chance at truth, and peace, and joy
and eternal life now than she did before she and I and the Holy Spirit
talked—and I have no idea why I was nervous about it to begin with.

What am I so afraid of?
How then will he know
What he has never heard?

Today’s Praise

Simon Peter answered him, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the
words of eternal life, and we have believed, and have come to know,
that you are the Holy One of God.” (John 6:68-69 )

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