(Disclaimer: this is long but read it, I didn’t write about 94% of it so you can be guaranteed enjoyment in that!)
I’ve been preoccupied lately with being a witness. In fact, I am not very good at it outloud so I try to do it in action… I struggle mostly between the world I know so unbelievably well (the secular world) and wanting that part of my world to see the other part of it (the Christian world) in hopes that they all might merge together as one. But this isn’t easy for me. So today, listening as I do everyday on the way to school on my iPod, I had Rob Bell’s sermon podcast (you can subscribe to Mars Hill Church on iTunes…I recommend it!) on and his topic was exactly that. I wanted to re-share two stories he shared…and if you read til the end, you’ll see why I was fighting tears at the corner of Shelbourne and Hillside at 7:14 this morning:
A skateboarder for the King of Kings Skateboarding team got up and grabbed the mic to share his ‘story’. He said “Hey, I just wanna tell you a bit of my story. I was a heroine addict and everyday I was using the drug. And I got to a place where my life was totally falling apart and I cried out to GOD…and GOD rescued me.
So I met these other guys who follow Jesus and something happened IN me and I began to follow this Jesus. Just BE careful when you cry out to GOD because YOUR WHOLE LIFE could change.” I used heroine everyday and then I cried out and in my oppression and in my despair I was hurt and my life is totally different. THAT changes the world.
Justifiable worldviews and arguments…still who is going to argue with THAT? JUST GO and report your faith. Rob Bell goes on to say that Jesus likens Faith to the wind…it blows wherever it pleases…therefore, Jesus’ mentality is that faith, and life as a Christian, is exciting and mysterious…worth every ounce.
The other story (it’s worth it I promise):
A three year old girl was a firstborn and only child in her family but now her mom is pregnant again and the girl was very excited about having a new brother or sister.
Within a few hours of the parents bringing the baby boy home from the hospital, the little girl made a request to be alone with her brother in his room with the door shut.
Her insistence of being alone with the baby with the door shut made her parents a bit uneasy but then they remembered they has installed an intercom system in anticipation of the babies arrival. They realized that they could let their daughter do this and if they heard the slightest indication that something strange was happening, they could be in the baby’s room in an instant.
So they let the little girl go into the baby’s room, shut the door, and they raced to the intercom listening station and they heard the girls footsteps moving across the room, imagined her standing over the crib and then they heard her saying to her three day old brother:
“Tell me about GOD, I’ve almost forgotten.”
People are transformed by faith in GOD and go out to change their part of the world. Of all the ways Jesus could talk about faith, he tells a story of return… a return to your real, true home and to a GOD who loves you. It’s as real as you sitting there.
Isn’t that true? As believers we understand that humanity comes directly from God, and a home up in Heaven, why not be empowered by the thought of helping all of His children not come, but return home…?
I think it’s as simple as that. Maybe?