I’ve been challenged in recent weeks by our pastor’s words, “God cares about lost people.”
I know that. Truly I do.
The Word is full of parables about lost things and how finding them is of great value.
But I have had to ask myself the hard question, “Do I care about lost people?”
If lost people matter to God then they should matter to me.
It caused me to reflect on my life as a believer. As a young middle schooler, I recall being passionate about sharing my faith. Somehow I just knew if I could convince my friends how good God was and that He saved me, that He would do the same for them.
But my friends weren’t always convinced of my faith. And I’m sure my “no-nonsense, why don’t you see it my way” approach didn’t help at all. But there was an innocence and pure intent that I wanted my friends to know Jesus like I did. I knew in my heart of hearts that He made a difference.
Somewhere along the way though, I took too many turns away from Christ in young adulthood. And as I found my way back to Him, I realized that many people simply did not want to hear about Jesus. Somehow it became easier to be quiet about my faith and make it a “personal” journey.
But you know what? God does care about lost people and our lost world. He didn’t just come to save me, He came to save the world. And if we don’t tell the world about Him and what He has done for us, how will they ever know?
Sometimes I think that involves taking off our Sunday shoes to walk alongside those in our path. It may mean getting our feet dirty as we find the gumption to climb out of our comfort zone and think more about the Kingdom than our pretty feet.
“How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news.” (Romans 10:15)
That is what Paul penned to the church in Romans. He was challenging their worldview: “There is no difference between Jew and Gentile – the same Lord is Lord of all…Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.” (Romans 10: 12-13 NIV)
In the following verses he continues to question them, asking how can they [the Gentiles] believe if they haven’t heard of Christ? And how can they hear unless someone is willing to preach the gospel of Christ? And how can they preach unless they have been sent to preach?
Now I’m not sure all of us have been called to “preach” or be evangelists, but I do believe we have all been called to share our faith with non-believers.
We had a discussion at bible study last night about this very topic. The World is looking for answers and we as Christians have them. So what makes us so afraid to share? I suppose it is the culture we live in and the fact that so many people are turned off by the hell/damnation street-corner preachers.
But over and over in Acts, the disciples spread the “Good News” of the gospel that is Christ. In fact, it says they shared it quite boldly. And as a result, many came to know Christ.
While I do believe our lives are a witness and a testimony to those around us. I also believe we have to be ready to answer when people question where our joy or hopes comes from.
We have to be willing to give an encouraging word to that bone-weary mama at the park or the co-worker who is hanging on by a thread. I believe we have to stretch our feet a little and be willing to step out and share how God is working in our lives.
Sadly, many will not be ready to hear it and tune it out. But each step we take in obedience to share the gospel, God will use to change lives and draw people to Him – whether we see it or not.
What about you? Are you like me – a little too comfortable in my Sunday shoes sharing what God is doing in my life with my church family but forgetting to lace up my walking shoes in the day-to-day to share Christ with a desperate world?
My prayer is that God will bring a new level of boldness to proclaim Christ’s love and truth of His Word to those in need and in turn, get my feet a little dirty in this walk of faith.
I want to have feet that are beautiful in God’s eyes.
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