Sharing My Testimony With My Neighbor Panned Out Differently Than Expected

My God is an amazingly graceful and loving Father. Yesterday, I shared about my self-disappointment in my nervousness at sharing the gospel and what Jesus did in my life with my neighbor; how instead, I settled for a church invite that she immediately declined.

Shortly after our encounter, I read about the bold and unashamed faith of my brethren getting maimed and beaten for sharing the gospel in hostile villages, and here I was, scared to share it with my elderly neighbor.

Well, this morning I repented. I didn’t care anymore about possibly ruffling her feathers. She needed to know I don’t have some religion or cult, but Christ Jesus, God Himself, love Himself, and that she could have Him too! So I apologized for doing a disservice to her, and I asked her to hear me out which she patiently and attentively did.

She was actually very touched by my relationship with the Lord and my testimony, and said it was a lovely message. She also began sharing with me some of her own faith journey. She basically said she was certainly going to think about and work on it, giving God that mustard seed and seeking Him out. She was the complete opposite of ruffled! She was happy and thankful and even surprised at some of the ways God proved Himself to me.

Today has been a wonderful blessing and I feel the love of God in a greater way than I did yesterday morning. Sharing the gospel, the message of God’s incredible and sacrificial love, remembering as you share your testimony all that He has done in your life, boldness is inevitable. It is when we keep quiet that boldness is snuffed. But when we share, compelled by His love, we speak with confidence because we really DO know Jesus! We have a genuine, amazing, experiential love with the Savior of the world—not a religion.

Oh how amazing it is to know Jesus and be a vessel of His to bring others closer to His arms. Thank You, Father.

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.

Going To Church Doesn’t Mean You’re Saved

There’s been many times where I’ve asked someone if they knew Jesus and his or her response was, “My dad is a pastor,” or “Yeah, I go to church,” or “I was raised going to church.” But I was not asking them if they regularly attended a corporate Christian service at a building, or if their parents knew Jesus. I asked if they knew Him.

“Therefore bear fruits worthy of repentance, and do not think to say to yourselves, ‘We have Abraham as our father.’ For I say to you that God is able to raise up children to Abraham from these stones. And even now the ax is laid to the root of the trees. Therefore every tree which does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.” (Matthew‬ ‭3‬:‭8-10‬ NKJV)

“Not everyone who says to Me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ shall enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of My Father in heaven. Many will say to Me in that day, ‘Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in Your name, cast out demons in Your name, and done many wonders in Your name?’ And then I will declare to them, ‘I never knew you; depart from Me, you who practice lawlessness!’”-(‭Matthew‬ ‭7‬:‭21-23‬)

It is a tragic thing when people assume the sum of christianity is going to a weekly church service. This is not only tragic because they’re utterly missing out on the incredible reality of knowing Jesus personally and experiencing Him daily and having His love completely transform you into who you were created to be and leading you into your destiny through the power of the Holy Spirit, but they’re on the path to destruction, not realizing Jesus isn’t going to allow people into heaven on the basis of their church attendance but on whether or not they truly knew Him, had given their heart to Him and loved Him not in word, but in deed and truth.

That word for “know” is the same word the bible uses when speaking of a husband and wife becoming one through sexual intimacy. It’s the deepest and most intimate level of knowing, and that is what God desires for us. He didn’t send His Son from heaven to live here and teach and walk among us and heal us for three years just so we can think He’s cool and go on with our lives. He wanted to reveal Himself to us, to have us know beyond a doubt what He’s about: love.

He taught us that He’s a loving Father who desires to reveal Himself to us, to adopt us as His own, to heal us, to transform us, to teach us, to use us to bless others and bring them into His family, to redeem us, to set us free.

When someone really knows Jesus, it’s evident in that their life is completely changed. They aren’t the same person. You see the transformation. And that’s my prayer for all those who think they are a Christian, but don’t really know Christ, and for those who have knowingly rejected Him. May you come to know and experience the amazing love, forgiveness, and transformation that I’ve known and experienced for the past six years. Not just so your life on this earth is incredible, but so that you can be saved from yourself and from the chains of satan and go to heaven.

Jesus said to him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.” (‭John‬ ‭14‬:‭6‬)

Only The God Of The Bible Is Perfectly Good

During prayer yesterday, my Heavenly Father gave me an awesome revelation that truly stirs my heart, making me love Him more:

Everything He commands is for our good, for our benefit.

Unlike the many false gods created by man, even in commanding worship, the One True God is benefiting us. In His great generosity, worship can deliver us from demonic strongholds, it can heal emotional wounds, it brings us Christ’s joy.

He never commands anything without giving us something beautiful in return. When we pray, He hears us and gives the answer that is best for us and others. When we serve and give, He takes note and prepares heavenly rewards. We even get a chemical release of happy hormones when we’re generous.

When He tells us not to indulge in any form of premarital sexual intimacy it isn’t to kill our fun, but to protect us from getting physically and emotionally hurt, to guard our bodies and our hearts.

Every command is good for us. And it’s no wonder, for God is completely good. There isn’t a drop of evil in Him. If we lay down our pride we will see that even in His judgments He is good and right. He truly is perfect; perfect in goodness, perfect in wisdom, and best of all, perfect in love.

“God is love.”-1 John 4:8

If you think God is evil in any way, I encourage you to read the whole bible or even just the book of Matthew alone from the New Testament before making that judgement. If your heart is sincere in discovering the truth about God so that you may worship the true God, you will undoubtedly discover He indeed is love and is perfectly good and worthy to be loved and worshiped. I can boldly say, of all the so-called gods man has created, or human beings man has exalted to divinity in their minds, none of them are an ounce as close as worthy to being loved and worshipped than Yahweh/Jesus Christ, the God of the bible.

Jesus answered them and said, “My doctrine is not Mine, but His who sent Me. If anyone wills to do His will, he shall know concerning the doctrine, whether it is from God or whether I speak on My own authority.” (John 7:16-17 NKJV)