The simple answer is “because I love Jesus.”
But there is nearly thirty years of courtship behind that answer.
And as I think back on the past thirty years, trying to find words to match what I’m feeling so I can answer this question, my answer is still the same: I love Jesus.
He loved me before I even existed.
He loved me before anything even existed.
He loved me so much that he came to Earth, lived a PERFECT sinless life, and willingly sacrificed himself for me.
He died a brutal death just so I can spend eternity with Him.
How can I not love Him in return?
How can I not want to tell others about him?
How can I not show the love Jesus first showed me to others?
