Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. (Matthew 28:16, NIV)
If you’ve been reading this women’s blog for a while, you will know by now that when it comes to sharing my faith I’m nothing short of a chicken.
Though I love Jesus with all my heart and have an average knowledge of the Bible, when an opportunity to share the Gospel with others comes, I panic. My mind goes blank and my hands sweat. What do I say, what do I say? I come up with NADA! (That’s “nothing” for the few of you who don’t recognize the word.)
So frustrating. And I’m not talking about your lack of knowledge of the Spanish language.
Since this bothers me quite a bit, I’ve pondered what might my problem be and I’ve managed to at least realize that my Gospel-sharing struggle is compounded by very valid but somewhat dumb considerations that flash through my mind like pesky shooting stars. For example, if the opportunity arises when I’m at work, there are certain restrictions I’m bound to consider. If I am – say, at the park, talking to my neighbors – I don’t want them to reject me for my “closed-mindedness.” I also don’t want to sound weird. Anywhere. I already have a problem with that!
And as I’m occupied trying to figure out what to say and how, the opportunity passes me by and I’m left feeling dejected and disappointed and horrendously guilty. Why can’t I be braver, sharper, freer when it comes to sharing my conviction that Jesus is the hope of the world? The list of lamentations goes on and on for a while until God reminds me that He loves me no matter how cowardly or complicated I get.
Or until I forget because it’s time to make dinner or it’s Tuesday evening and the latest episode of NCIS is about to start. But I digress.
So the other day the Lord showed me something so great about evangelism, it made me feel much less a loser and more like a proud child of God. It had to do with the particular way He’s so lovingly created each one of us, with different gifts and unique personalities.
I, for instance, have absolutely no problem praying out loud for people – strangers or not – pretty much anywhere, though I draw the line at public bathroom stalls. I love communicating God’s love, hope and amazing power by laying my hands on people (which those of you unfortunate Anglo souls who have met me know: I’m waaaay too generous with hugs and kisses and loving, appropriate, often unrequited, touches) and praying short and direct prayers for them.
- Let’s people know that I’m a Christian.
- Let’s me invite them to church.
- Freaks some people out.
HOWEVER, 99.9% of the time, people thank me and even tell me that God has touched them through my prayers. And that is what the Lord pointed out to me on the aforementioned other day: That even if I’m not laying out God’s plan of salvation for humankind or leading others in prayer to receive Jesus as Lord and Savior, I am still doing some of the work of evangelism that He directed his followers to do, right before He ascended back to Heaven. And I manage to do it in a way that isn’t forced, but natural and effective!
In conclusion, I might not be the boldest and the bestest [SIC] at sharing my faith with my words, but I do it through prayers of faith that open doors to invite people to church and to learning about Jesus.
So how are you, dear Reader, most effective at sharing your faith? The answer might delightedly surprise you.