Amid a national push to share the gospel this fall, let’s remember who the real evangelist is
I will never be an evangelist. That was my thought the first time I tried leading someone to Christ. It was my best friend in high school, and for months we’d engaged in deep discussions about God, life and the human condition. Scott was a thinker; he loved philosophy, psychology and arguing for the sake of arguing. But somewhere between his intellectual curiosity and self-confidence, God had revealed enough of Himself that Scott sensed there was something more to life than what he understood.
My job, then, was to simply cheer him on, tell him my own story of how God changed my life and try to help him work through any lingering questions.
I bombed. OK, maybe not bombed, but I can still remember the night our talk lasted for hours and culminated in what I thought would be him committing his life to Jesus. Instead, when I asked Scott if he wanted to pray “the prayer” with me, he—after our countless dialogues—paused, thought about it more and said he wasn’t quite ready. I didn’t push him, yet from that point on he rarely talked about God with me.
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