For too many, “successful” evangelism/witnessing/rescuing occurs when someone makes the decision to follow Jesus…and another notch gets cut into our “get-’em-saved” six-shooter…
But the following reminds us that “salvation is of the Lord,” and that “no one comes to the Son except the Father draws him”:
“What is success in evangelism? Is it when the person you witness to comes to Christ?
“Certainly that’s what we want to happen. But if this is success, are we failures whenever we share the gospel and people refuse to believe?
“Was Jesus an “evangelistic failure” when people like the rich young ruler turned away from Him and His message? Obviously not. Then neither are we when we present Christ and His message and they turn away in unbelief.
“We need to learn that sharing the gospel is successful evangelism. We ought to have an obsession for souls, and tearfully plead with God to see more people converted, but conversions are fruit that God alone can give.
“In this regard we are like the postal service. Success is measured by the careful and accurate delivery of the message, not by the response of the recipient. Whenever we share the gospel (which includes the summons to repent and believe), we have
succeeded. In the truest sense, all biblical evangelism is successful evangelism, regardless of the results.”
>This is short, but worthy of watching/listening to a few times…
“Silence, as someone has said, is the mother of prayer and the nurse of holy thoughts. Silence cuts down on our sins, doesn’t it? We can’t be sinning in so many different ways if we are being quiet before God. Silence nourishes patience, charity, discretion.”
Alas, vacation ended as we pulled into our home this Memorial Day afternoon. What a wondrous, peaceful, joyous, fun, genuinely relaxing time we had! Here is a photo of Jack, Jane, Janelle, and Jacob on the boat that took us back to Southport, NC from Bald Head Island. Maybe more photos later…
I admit it…I am not a race fan, NASCAR, Indy, whatever…but I did see a bit while channel surfing a couple days ago…and I am fascinated and marvel while watching the pit crew do their thing…
And as I watched the other day I smiled as I thought, “That’s how a local church should operate.” Each person doing their task, quickly, efficiently, cooperatively.
Who is most important? If one guy on the pit crew blows his assignment, disaster.
Is it not the same with the Body?
>On this Memorial Day weekend…we certainly need to make time to remember our veterans…living and dead…as well as those serving today.
We who claim to be redeemed, adopted, and forgiven need…as in every day…to remember the One who gave His life as a ransom for many…and to guard ourselves against apathy or, worse, getting so “deep in the things of God” that we forget that which is “of first importance” – the Gospel (1 Corin 15)
Read, slowly, the following:
“If you are not aware of the fact that this is the greatest good news that has ever come into the world, or has ever been received by man, it may be due to the fact that you have an inadequate sense of sin, and an inadequate realization of your own sinfulness.”
Dr. David Martyn Lloyd-Jones. Vol. 1 of Romans, 58
>“Jesus does not say, ‘Come to me, all you who have learned how to concentrate in prayer, whose minds no longer wander, and I will give you rest.’ No, Jesus opens his arms to his needy children and says, ‘Come to me, all who are weary and heaven-laden, and I will give you rest.’
The criteria for coming to Jesus is messiness. Come overwhelmed with life. Come with your wandering mind. Come messy.”
—Paul Miller, A Praying Life (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress 2009), 31-32
Our vacation on Bald Head Island, NC (pictured) got off to two great days, but Monday was cold, rainy and extremely windy.
But I ventured out on a jog/walk and walked down the beach to Cape Fear and watched, amazed, as waves crashed into each other over the submerged reefs. Along the way I collected shells.
Jane and I had walked the beach Saturday and discovered many broken sand dollars, and Jane said she really hoped to find a whole one.
As I walked I prayed about a lot of things, and specifically asked that I might find an entire sand dollar…
During part of the walk the wind was so hard I felt I was in the midst of a sandstorm…like getting a thousand shots a minute!
As I turned back I had a bucket full of shells, but, alas, no sand dollar.
Just as I got to the path leading back to our house, the Lord provided an answer…a nearly-complete sand dollar with all its’ markings.
Well, my experience is that “coincidences” happen a lot more often when I pray!
>I think I posted this a few months ago, but this is such a memory maker (for most of the films; some I’ve no idea about)…and I can’t imagine anyone not being “pumped” after this two minute compilation of great movie speeches: