I have to confess, I spent several hours last night trying to put together a coherent article on why I am terrified to share my faith publicly.
And then this.
This just gives me so much hope that even I can hold a conversation without trying to win an argument. Because in the end, it’s not about winning an argument or being a better debater.
Like many others, I suffer from the delusion that it’s my fault if I fail to reach someone so that they are “cut to the heart”. I love that Peter was a simple preacher whose message was was still compelling enough to reach ordinary people.
But I don’t have to be an apologist. Some people are gifted with that talent. I’m not. And that’s okay.
At that time Jesus prayed this prayer: “O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, thank you for hiding these things from those who think themselves wise and clever, and for revealing them to the childlike. Yes, Father, it pleased you to do it this way!
During a recent flight, this happened.
Passenger: “Oh God, you aren’t going to preach to me for the whole flight, are you?”
Me: “Why would you assume I was?”
Passenger: “You have a Bible in your lap, that’s often how it goes with people like you.”
Me: “So you fly often, and often get preached to for entire flights?”
Passenger: “It happens.”
Passenger: “OK, no. But it has happened.”
Me: “So what do you have against preaching?”
Passenger: “It doesn’t make any sense.”
Me: “How so?”
Passenger: “Trying to force people to believe in something from a book of myths? What sense does it make?”
Me: So were the dozens of people who preached to you for entire flights trying to force a belief on you?”
Passenger: “OK, maybe force isn’t the right word but they were definitely trying to talk me into something.”
Me: “Were they? Or…
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