14
But even if you should suffer for the sake of righteousness, you are
blessed. And
do not fear their intimidation, and do not be troubled, 15 but sanctify Christ as Lord
in your hearts, always being ready to make a defense to everyone who
asks you to give an account for the hope that is in you, yet with gentleness
and reverence; 16 and keep a good conscience
so that in the thing in which you are slandered, those who revile your good
behavior in Christ will be put to shame.
Recently I read an article in
Christianity Today by a woman describing what she called her “train wreck
conversion”. She tells the story of God
breaking into her life and confronting her with His presence through the wise
witness of a Presbyterian minister. I
was crying by the end of the article, moved by the work God did through the
Church and in this woman’s life, but what struck me the most was her
description of how the pastor and his family engaged her.
All too
often the stories we read about Christians highlight hypocrisy, pride, and
often times oppression. In this story,
we read of a pastor who accepts into his family a woman with a very negative
view (and it seems very negative experiences) of Christianity, and does not
invite her to church. In fact, this last
part is one of the reasons the author claims to have felt safe with him. Rather than asking her to come to worship
with him, this pastor invited her to meals, engaged in dialogue, prayed in
front of her, and was honest about his own sin.
He invested. He invited her into
his life and the life of his family.
That’s
when she went to church. That is how God
chose to draw her near. Had this pastor
chosen the rout most of us do by extending an immediate invitation to corporate
worship, she likely would have headed for the hills. Instead, he took the longer more difficult
road of showing her love.
Now
don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying we shouldn’t invite people to church, nor am
I downplaying its role in extending the gospel, but I think sometimes we try to
use it as the easy way out. Let the
pastor share the gospel, let him do that part…it’s too hard…it’s his job
anyway…I wouldn’t know what to say. But
what speaks volumes to the lost and the left behind (which really is all of us
if we’re honest) is investing in their lives, seeing past how they’ve been
labeled (or how they’ve chosen to label themselves) and through to their
stories, to who God has made them. They
become a person rather than a project, a soul rather than a stereotype, and you
earn the right to speak into their lives.
Let me
repeat: invite people to church; just don’t use it as an excuse not to lovingly
extend the gospel by way of pouring into another person’s life. God uses relationships to draw people into a
relationship with Himself, and I truly believe He will bless even are most
pathetic efforts.
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