You know what happens when you don’t tell people about Jesus. They die and you sit at their funeral and you cry because there was something you could have done, but you were too afraid.
I believe that the Word of God is complete truth. There isn’t anything in the Bible that I’ve found to be a lie. Maybe I don’t want to hear it, but it’s the truth.
About four years ago, I met this guy, I remember the day I met him. He walked into my dad’s basement and I was mesmorized. He was cute and charming and he had a smile that would light up a room. I hung out with him quite a bit. As I got to know him, I soon learned that he didn’t know Jesus. He would ask me to pray for him because he know I loved Jesus, but we never talked about it.
I knew his struggles, women, drugs, and drinking. I loved him where he was. But I never talked about what was bothering him or why he did what he did. I never talked about Jesus, though I invited him to church. He never came. And it was my job to tell him, not the churches. But I didn’t.
A couple of years ago he died. It was very sad, and it was a tragic way for him to die. I went to his funeral. People saying what a great guy he was. He was a great guy. He would give you anything he had. He tried, in the life that everyone saw, to be the best guy he could be. If you really took the time to know him, you know he struggled with lonliness. And people kept saying he was in heaven because he was such a great guy… But you don’t get to heaven based on your works.
I remember sitting in the back of the funeral, I knew 2 other people there, crying. Because I would miss my friend, but mostly because I know he didn’t love Jesus. I know he wanted to but I think he was waiting to clean up before coming to Jesus. Why didn’t I tell him he didn’t need to clean up for God, that God would take his mess and make him clean? WHY WHY WHY???
I still have quite a bit of anguish because of this. I try to always remember that day, so that I never repeat it. We are in this series with Alive ‘The Cause’. It reminds me to be obedient to God, to go make disciples, to go and love wherever I go. To tell people about Jesus, and His love.
Lord, don’t ever let me forget. Help me to be bold and courageous, and when I’m scared, let your presence be known. Help me to be obedient to Your Word. Please remind me of what you've done.
May I never go to another funeral and say "I could have done... something"
Matthew 28:16-20 16Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go. 17When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. 18Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. 19Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in[a] the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."
I believe that the Word of God is complete truth. There isn’t anything in the Bible that I’ve found to be a lie. Maybe I don’t want to hear it, but it’s the truth.
About four years ago, I met this guy, I remember the day I met him. He walked into my dad’s basement and I was mesmorized. He was cute and charming and he had a smile that would light up a room. I hung out with him quite a bit. As I got to know him, I soon learned that he didn’t know Jesus. He would ask me to pray for him because he know I loved Jesus, but we never talked about it.
I knew his struggles, women, drugs, and drinking. I loved him where he was. But I never talked about what was bothering him or why he did what he did. I never talked about Jesus, though I invited him to church. He never came. And it was my job to tell him, not the churches. But I didn’t.
A couple of years ago he died. It was very sad, and it was a tragic way for him to die. I went to his funeral. People saying what a great guy he was. He was a great guy. He would give you anything he had. He tried, in the life that everyone saw, to be the best guy he could be. If you really took the time to know him, you know he struggled with lonliness. And people kept saying he was in heaven because he was such a great guy… But you don’t get to heaven based on your works.
I remember sitting in the back of the funeral, I knew 2 other people there, crying. Because I would miss my friend, but mostly because I know he didn’t love Jesus. I know he wanted to but I think he was waiting to clean up before coming to Jesus. Why didn’t I tell him he didn’t need to clean up for God, that God would take his mess and make him clean? WHY WHY WHY???
I still have quite a bit of anguish because of this. I try to always remember that day, so that I never repeat it. We are in this series with Alive ‘The Cause’. It reminds me to be obedient to God, to go make disciples, to go and love wherever I go. To tell people about Jesus, and His love.
Lord, don’t ever let me forget. Help me to be bold and courageous, and when I’m scared, let your presence be known. Help me to be obedient to Your Word. Please remind me of what you've done.
May I never go to another funeral and say "I could have done... something"
Matthew 28:16-20 16Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go. 17When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. 18Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. 19Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in[a] the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."
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