This trip is off to an interesting start.
It's far more of an evangelism opportunity than I was prepared for in my mind. I wasn't ready for this. But I feel like I'm growing exponentially. In some ways I think God kinda tricked me into this, but at the same time, I knew that I was crossing over into new territory here.
The people are fantastic. Everywhere I go, I'm met by people who are really genuine, who are quick to cut to the quick, jump in and get real with each other.
Abbey is the other intern serving this summer. She and I talked on the way to our first stop, which was in Pennsylvania, just north of Delaware. We bonded over our shared love of Sufjan Stevens, and our mutual anxiety. She was anxious because this was the culmanation of her four years of bible studies education. This is the final exam for the last four years of her life.
I am anxious because I forgot to study for the test.
That's probably overstating the case. I think I'll be able to handle this competently. But I've never practiced leading people to Christ. I know the Romans Road, but just barely. I don't really play any instruments, bla bla bla.
I keep on thinking about the fact that when I was boarding a plane by myself, shipping off to a developing 3rd world country, without knowing the language and without any skills, I didn't have a care in the world. Just excitement. Somehow, that was such a large thing that I could just shrug it off.
"Hey," I said to myself, "I'm powerless; either God shows up, or I die."
Apparently having to talk to people about the reason I have hope is a more grave matter than that.
The conference that was our first stop really convicted me of not only the importance of, but my responsibility to lead people to Christ. I have a beautiful thing glowing in my soul. It is the reason I am alive. Why haven't I been sharing it?
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