Shortly after I was saved, I was shown a video in the college group I attended by Penn of Penn and Teller, a renowned atheist. He tells of how a Christian gave him a bible and wanted to talk to him about Jesus after one of his shows. He goes on to say he is an atheist but how much would someone (a Christian) have to hate someone to not tell them about Jesus and eternal life if that is what they believe in the depths of their souls.
This thought been tossing in my head over the past week as I have been reading Heaven is for real by Todd Burpo, an account of his four year old son’s visit to heaven while he in surgery. Yes, the bible talks about heaven in revelations and many other parts but something about reading the innocent words of a child makes it seem that much more real to me. Maybe it is because I am getting ready to have my first.
Burpo’s son is so concerned about the eternal status of a man his father, a pastor, does a funeral for - whom he never met. That is how I pray God will transform me. I know I am saved but what about the person sitting next to me in the break room at work or the lady in line behind me at the grocery store.
I am not an evangelist by any means, although I have a heart for missions and missionaries but this has made me open my eyes even wider. I have close friends and family who are not saved. I know that I cannot single handedly convert them; that is God’s job as it says in John 15:16 "You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit--fruit that will last. Then the Father will give you whatever you ask in my name." I do have a voice and a relationship with God for Him to use me in their lives.
This life is so minute compared to eternity. After all, we are in this world but not of it.
Hallelujah.