the whole way arguing about going to church from the moment we leave his place, on the way to church, and even walking up the steps to PIF.. all i kept thinking was.. i’m going to give up.. i’m gonna give up on him if he keeps complaining about going to church.
natural mode of evangelism. finding people who are active in your life who are not saved by Christ and try to bring them to Him. right?
so as i sat in service while the guest speaker.. Pastor Chris was speaking.. i thought to myself.. what gives me the right to give up on him when Christ didn’t give up on me. all the crap i gave my Savior and everything i put God through. going out, not going to church, ignoring His word, not caring ONE bit about how God feels.. and yet when i came crawling back because i just sunk into a deep hole, He welcomed me back with arms wide open. then why should i give up on him, if Christ didn’t give up on me. what gives me that right…
as those thoughts are going through my mind, racing back and forth between “i’m gonna give up on this kid. i’m only human, i can only do so much” to “but i can do anything in Him who gives me strength.” then right then and there, the pastor says it. Don’t give up.
what. just. happened. i sank in my chair as the Pastor continues to say, Christ didn’t give up on you.. so what gives you the right to give up on that person you’re reaching out to. at that point, my mind was blowing up like crazy. what the eff is going on.
second, God just stabbed me in the heart. you need to love God first. He just took me and smacked me across the face. i haven’t realized how far away i’m running away from God. How far i’ve gone astray from my walk with Him. how slowly i was spiritually deteriorating. how am i supposed to bring him to Christ if i don’t love God myself?
so yeah.. you. yeah i can buy you a fancy watch or dinner. but the love of Christ is the greatest gift i can give you.