My friends and I traveled over to join our friends from William and Mary
for a night of prayer and worship. Half way through worship the the fire alarm
randomly went off. As we waited outside in the cold to figure out when we could
get back inside to resume worship we figured why not just keep praising God on
the steps of the building. It was Halloween weekend and I began to realize that
the building we were at sat right next to the street and was a pretty busy spot.
College students dressed in their Halloween costumed passed by us every few
minutes. Not only that but we were right next to a bar at which people
intoxicated were constantly rolling in and out of. I took myself out of the
equation for a second and thought to myself, what would Jesus be doing right
now?
Jesus
loved to walk into the darkness so that He could invade it with his light. Not
only that but other than being sinless and growing a sweet beard, what makes me
that much different from Him? The point I am getting at is that Jesus was a
human being JUST LIKE ME. So I started intercepting people as they walked by
and started off just commenting on their costumes or simply saying hello to
them… my hope was that if I could stop them and at least carry a conversation
with them then there wasn’t a good reason to why I could share the gospel with
them. Seriously though, why wouldn’t I? People are dying every day and we need
to step up as Christians and realize that the LIVING Spirit of the Lord lives
inside of us and they are desperate to encounter His love. My job got even
easier as people at the bars and parties started to hear the music even more
and slowly but surely started making their way on by.
While
I got to tell multitudes of people about Jesus, one group in particular really
stood out to me. Their names were Emily, Lexi, Phil, and Steven. They had been
on their way back to their dorm from a party when they topped to heard the live
music going on. They talked about how they felt something different about all
of us and how there seemed to be “life” to what we were doing. I then took
complete advantage of their curiosity and asked them if they knew God and how
much he loved them. While they claimed to at least know God, it became clear
that they didn’t understand the fullness of love that He had to offer them.
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