Being Bold

I don’t watch the news. I make it a point to skip right past Fox and CNN and when the local news comes on after my shows, I turn the TV off or change channels. I feel guilty at times because that means that I’m not abreast on all the current events happening in the world, but it’s a small sacrifice to make in order to not weigh myself down by all the negativity and heartache that plagues this world. I’m a very sensitive person. I begin dwelling on the fear, the “what-ifs”, and the “why’s” and I’m overwhelmed by sadness and grief.

Therefore, I make it a point not to allow the news in our home. It’s just too negative and I’m way too sensitive.

I didn’t know about the shooting spree in Colorado until late Friday morning when I was at coffee with my friend, Jaclyn, and she told me what happened earlier that day. My heart broke for every single person who was affected by the senseless act of evil. As I’ve read a few more articles detailing the horrific events that happened that night I’ve had to fight back the fear of imagining that happening to myself, or my husband, or my family, or my friends, or…well…anyone.

The fact is, this world is full of pain. This world is full of sick people who allow themselves to be vessels of terror and to commit horrific acts against their fellow man. There’s no explanation for these crimes except that it’s evil. This world is full of heart ache and sorrow. But what keeps me from dwelling on that fear and the fact that I live in a sick world, is knowing that this is not my home.

I read {this} blog post by a woman who was in the movie theater during the shooting. She says,

In that moment, as the rapid-fire shots continued, I truly thought I was going to die. And I realized that I was ready. I have put my faith and trust in Jesus Christ as the redeemer of my soul, and there wasn’t the slightest doubt that I would be received into heaven, not because of any good thing that I have done but because of His merciful nature and the death, burial and resurrection of Jesus Christ.

Reading her write that brought me to tears. I too, know I’m going to heaven and the realness of the sacrifice that Jesus made became so real to me because I can’t even imagine standing in the presence of death, knowing that at any second I was about to be ushered into the presence of my Savior.

Then I began to feel convicted, thinking of all the times I might have had the opportunity to show someone Jesus. I’m not a bold person. I’m not a person who will immediately walk up to someone and begin witnessing. If I were to do that I might end up doing more harm than good. I so wish I could be like that, but that’s not my strength. I know my strengths; my strength is speaking what’s on my heart and having faith that it will reach those that need to hear it. My strength is praying, “Jesus, let me see people the way you see them.” My strength is loving people where they are at, listening to them, and praying for them.

In my conviction, with the thought that I could never be bold and approach a person on the street and begin witnessing, I began to think about my strengths and how I can use those. My first strength is writing what’s on my heart. I may not be able to approach a random person and speak affectively about Jesus but I have a voice in this tiny speck on the universe of an internet. If you’ve gathered anything about me from reading my blog, you know that I am a Christian and that I love the Lord. He is my greatest joy and it’s only through Him that I have found such a supernatural peace and joy throughout my life. I don’t parade around in my Christian t-shirts talking “Christianese” because that’s just not me and that’s not always affective. But there are times where it’s just time to get serious and get to the point.

What I’m saying is that my heart aches to think that there might have been someone in the theatre that night who faced eternity and it might not have been with Jesus. And my heart aches to think that there might be someone out there reading my blog and because I was never bold enough to use the platform and the voice that I’ve been so graciously given here to extend an invitation to the have the greatest gift you could ever receive, that they could spend eternity separated from God. With that said, I’m taking this time and this post to be bold and let you know that Jesus truly does love you and that He aches to spend eternity with you. Please ask yourself, if you had been sitting in that movie theatre that night and you were staring in the face of death, do you know where you would go? I don’t ask you this this out of fear but rather to the notion that there is so much potential to living a certain kind of life that can only be found through Jesus Christ and that when this life is finally over, there is no fear found in death because ultimately, this is not our home.

I’m not here to judge or condemn, but rather to help you find a new beginning in your life. I want you to know that God loves you no matter what you’ve done, no matter what your past, and he wants you where you are at at this very moment. If you want to start over with Jesus as the Lord of your life all you have to do is say this prayer…

Lord Jesus, I repent of my sins. Come into my heart. Wash me clean. I make you my Lord and Savior.

Seriously, that’s all you have to do. If you prayed that prayer you are born again and your slate has been wiped completely clean. If you prayed that prayer there is an entire Heaven that is rejoicing right now. I’m so incredibly proud of you.

And I want you to know that I love you. That I ache for your hurts, that I want to see you succeed and be happy. That I wish I could take away all the pain. But the only thing I can honestly do is point to Jesus as the answer, just love on you, and pray with you.

I can and will most certainly be bold at all times and do those things.

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