Last week I saw a family with a little boy around five years old get out of a van. They had parked right next to a motorcycle and the little boy was completely captivated by it. He could not take his eyes off of the bike as he pointed to different parts of it, telling his parents everything he knew about motorcycles. It got me thinking about how passionate kids can be. If a child is interested in something, you know it. Not five minutes go by upon meeting them before you are hearing all about their passion. In that moment, the most important thing is to tell you everything they know about the thing they love.
I wonder what my daily conversations would be like if I began sharing the thing I was passionate about. Unlike children, I worry about what a stranger would think if I walked up to them and began to describe how much I loved Jesus. I deceive myself into thinking any one of the six times I have run into this stranger around town was not the one specific time God had planned for me to share my faith with them. I wonder how many opportunities I have missed because of the questions I have constantly asked myself. I can only pray for opportunity and not seize it for so long.
I am reminded today of how many lost people there are in the world. How easy it is for some to slip away. So many people in my life do not believe what I believe. They do not have a deep love for Jesus and do not understand why they should. The thought of people I love not spending eternity in Heaven with me should be enough to make me run around sharing the gospel like a crazy person.
If I leave this earth tomorrow, I want to know I took every opportunity I could. I want to know I told everyone I know about my love for my Saviour. I want to know that I did everything in my power to bring the lost to Jesus.
While it saddens me to know how many lost people there are, I am encouraged to know people are being led to Christ daily. People are hearing the good news. I just want to make sure I am one of the many being used by God to bring his people home.
