I don’t like ordering pizza. It’s not the pizza, it’s talking to a person on the phone. I don’t like it at all. I have this fear of talking to people that I can’t quite explain but it’s in me. I love online ordering, reservations, and shopping simply because I don’t have to talk to anyone I don’t know. I am completely happy being in my own little world all the time but I have this real problem. It’s really not a problem it’s the biggest blessing of my life. - I love Jesus. The reason that’s a problem is because Jesus loves people and wants me to share all the wonderful news someone shared with me, with others.
So today I decided to go out on the ASU campus to talk to people about Jesus, not because I wanted to exactly but because I love Jesus and therefore kinda sorta the people he loves. Driving there the battle began in my heart: “I am so tired. I don’t want to do this. None of the students are going to want to hear anything I have to say. I have a headache.” I truly didn’t feel good but I trudged all the way until I reached the center of campus. Sitting down I wondered if there was any way I could get out of this, but Jesus’ will seemed clear. “Why is this part always so hard?”
Eventually I got out of the seat and talked to students.
The first was a Chinese student whose English wasn’t great. We started talking but when he learned I believed in God and Jesus he visibly didn’t like it and our conversation soured and he left soon afterward. The conversation though emboldened me, why exactly did I do all this moaning about having conversations with students who clearly don’t know anything and haven’t been exposed to all that God has shown me.
The second was a student named Brad who grew up in a nondenominational Christian church and went to a nondenominational school even. He said he experimented with different types of Christianity and eventually threw them all away. He was now an atheist. We didn’t get to talk long but I think Brad’s story makes Jesus sad and I know there are words God would love to say into that soul.
I felt good and why did I now all of sudden feel so much better? I knew the answer was a spiritual battle because Satan never makes obeying God easy. I will enjoy watching him thrown in the lake of fire.
The third student grew up Lutheran but didn’t understand the gospel. It was such a grand privilege to share with him Jesus’ death on the cross for salvation. It was amazing that in front of me was a student probably like most students were 40 years ago. They had grown up in a Christian church but they just hadn’t put all the pieces together yet. After I left him my soul was full of this truth: I had come for a reason and it may have been for this man. It still takes my breathe sometimes that what I do can affect eternity even in the slightest way. It brings so much meaning to life.
But I also had other thoughts walking away. “Oh I should have pushed harder to get his number or gone further into his spiritual life right now,” and other thoughts like that. What am I to do with these thoughts? My answer was take them to prayer. “Father I know that if there is a man skilled in his work he will serve before kings. I realize there are things I can get better in, but I also recognize that you are pleased with me. My sinful self could find all the reasons all the time why you are critical and unhappy with me, but Father I recognize the victory of obeying you and that you can use what was said. Your powerful spirit does not need perfect words to redeem. I trust you that you will use my words for good in those men’s lives. In Jesus name. Amen.”
What a lie from the pit of hell that there is nobody that will listen to people sharing about Jesus! Satan loves intimidation and lies but as soon as you fight he runs away. James 4:7 “Resist the devil and he will flee from you.”