God has a sense of humour. Let’s look at this past year and I will give you some examples. A year ago when I was at the Campus Crusade Christmas conference I committed to going on a year-long missions trip. Of course when I did that, I was really hoping that he would send me on a 3 month trip. And what do I get-an 11 month trip. I hate the heat-I am a 70 degrees with low humidity kind of girl. What do I get-a year of 90+ with high humidity. I didn’t want to be on an all-girls team-well, I am on one.
And now we reach today-what are my two least favourite types of ministry? Preaching and door to door evangelism. Yup, you have guessed it-that is what I am doing all month! That is all, nothing else, nada. On Thursday I had the opportunity to preach at a post office fellowship, which is a group at a post office who meet during their break for praise and getting into the word. I talked on God using his strength in our weaknesses…appropriate and ironic considering I really do not want to be preaching. Things went fairly well, and I was only a few minutes short of the 30 minute mark…now, I just need to come up with some more sermons (ok God, please tell me something to preach on, and quickly!).
As for door to door evangelism, I just have a really hard time with it. Last in Indianapolis I had to do that for a day-I was dragged out by my boot straps. I don’t agree with the method (not saying it doesn’t work), but I just don’t. Yes, I know that this is something I need to work on as I am underestimating God’s power. My whole beef with it is that I do not feel like I have the right to go into a stranger’s home, tell them that they should believe in God and who he is and then leave. I have had no prior relationship with the person to give me that right and there for I do not have the right to tell them they are wrong. Lead by example is my philosophy-why should they listen to a stranger? Yes, I know I am being pessimistic and that I do have the right to do so because people need to be saved. God has given me that honour and right. But it is still hard.
The first day we went out, 4 people became Christians. We walked up to their houses, they welcomed us in, Nikki and I shared the gospel and the accepted it. I am really struggling with not doubting their sincerity in it all. Did they just say yes they believe because we are white? Do they really want to live a Christ-centered life? I do not know, and maybe this is where faith comes in. I do not want to doubt them; I want to believe I will see them again in Heaven. Hopefully my church here will do a good follow up and get them involved in the church. Please pray that I have the words to minister to them and really answer their questions, and that my skepticism will diminish.
