I’m Hesitant To Share The Gospel While Others Are Getting Beaten And Killed For It

Reading about my brothers and sisters in Christ in India, Nigeria, and Egypt, and I’m so stirred by the love of Jesus within them. One man had his arm chopped off by Boko Horam terrorists, his other arm was hacked at, and after witnessing the same men shoot his wife to death because neither he nor her would deny their faith in Christ, the terrorists took his cell phone and left him for dead. Christian elders came to my brother’s aide and through Voice Of The Martyrs he’s been recovering well. From his brother’s phone he called his own, and told the terrorists God had spared his life and that he forgives them. He forgave the men who killed his wife of over 20 years, maimed him, he now has to pray he’s well enough to go back to planting yams to provide for his five children and yet, he forgives them but not just forgives, agrees to meet with them in person.

Another brother, a pastor in India, went into a Hindu Fundamentalist village to share the gospel of Jesus Christ. They kicked him out. At first he was discouraged, asking God why He sent him if they weren’t going to receive him? But he believes God wants him to go still, even if they’ll become angry, and to share the gospel with them because they need it.

He goes back. They beat him almost to death. He blacks out and they throw him in a ditch. One of the men was guilt-ridden, having never attacked an innocent man like that before. His wife rebuked him and said, “Go bring him back here into our home so his God does not become angry with us since he was a good man.” The attacker did just that, and his wife tended to the pastor’s wounds. He couldn’t speak the first day, but the next, when asked why he came to the village, he shared the gospel and said God heals and cares for the poor. The wife immediately brought her sister who’d been sick for months, and after sharing the gospel and praying for her, she was well in two days. News of her healing spread, and many came to visit the pastor—many who attacked him. He shared the gospel with them and forty of them gave their lives to Jesus and a church was built in the village. The pastor is now the pastor of that church and travels by a bike he received from Voice Of The Martyrs.

A sister in Egypt was watching the news months ago when Islamic State terrorists beheaded the 21 Coptic Christians. One of them was her 27-year-old husband. She said she was proud of him for not denying Jesus and that she forgives IS and prays for them to know the love of Jesus.

A pastor in the Nuba Mountains where they’re often bombed, 3,700 times since 2012, visits the same Muslim terrorists in prison and brings them food and the gospel. He gives of his food, loving his enemies when he sees infants and young children being killed from their attacks. He said without Jesus, it would not be possible to love his enemies.

And here I am, in America, nervous to share the gospel with my neighbor across the street. I settle for inviting her to church and when she declines, I tell her I’m here for her always for prayer. Did I share the gospel? Nope. The bible says to be ready in season and out, when the time seems favorable, and even when it does not. Am I really more worried about ruffling her feathers than sharing with her the amazing love that has set me free, that I lavish in daily, that can be hers if she so chooses?

I hate this hesitancy, this passivity. My brethren are getting beaten and killed for sharing the gospel and they KNOW that will happen to them, but they do it anyway! And if they die, the faith of other Christians is only strengthened and even some of their enemies repent.

If I’m cautious about sharing the gospel with the older lady across the street who offered to help me build a garden for our home, how will I fare if my life is threatened? Or my husband’s or child’s?

If you are reading this and you don’t know Jesus, I am telling you right now, He is God. He is Lord. There is no other, He IS the Way, the Truth, and the Life, the only way to the Father, to heaven. He loved me enough to die a brutal death and be rejected and despised by men, so I am not ashamed to say that yes, I am a Christian. Yes I believe and know with absolute certainty He is alive and is exactly who the bible declares Him to be. I pray you come to know that freeing and most important truth. There is no greater fact, no greater or higher knowledge we can attain as human beings than that God is love, and He gave His only Son that absolutely anyone who repents, and trusts in Christ will be forgiven and freed, and granted eternal life, by the goodness and grace of God the Father. Nothing in life matters more than knowing Jesus. Nothing.

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