Sola Fide and I would like to offer our apologies. Summer, as we have found out, has a way of making your self-initiative go "phht"... in other words, we have been on hiatus (I love that word, by the way... it sounds so bizarre that it makes me giggle).
So, I'm back to school. It isn't so bad this year, and I'm enjoying my classes quite a bit as I haven't been assigned any 'mean' teachers. Well, at least that I've found so far. What I'm surprised about is that I have been at school for two days-- count 'em: One, Two-- and I've already had the chance to evangelize.
e⋅van⋅ge⋅lize [i-van-juh-lahyz]: to preach the gospel
Preaching is a mean word, though. People use it in an unattractive context, like somebody being "too preachy" or the know-it-all "preaching" to you. Here's the definition of preach, though:
preach [preech]:
–verb (used with object)
1. to proclaim or make known by sermon (the gospel, good tidings, etc.).
2. to deliver (a sermon).
3. to advocate or inculcate (religious or moral truth, right conduct, etc.) in speech or writing.
–verb (used without object)
4. to deliver a sermon.
5. to give earnest advice, as on religious or moral subjects or the like.
6. to do this in an obtrusive or tedious way.
Not so unattractive, huh? Yeah, so my opportunities were small, mostly me mentioning that I am religious... but I was truly blessed, and God gave me a person who wanted to listen. All I said to her was "Yeah, so-and-so goes to my church..." and BANG she was asking, 'You go to church? What church?' etcetera, etcetera. I talked to her for a bit, thinking she was Christian as well, then I actually asked her if she was. She answered no, not really. Kinda. At all.
I was shocked, then surprised. She had given up much time to my chipper-talking about my Lord and Saviour, my Best Friend and the one Person I know I can always trust, and it seemed as though she must also share a similar feeling. Most people that aren't religious could care less about God and His stories, but here she was, fuelling my adoration. It always feels good when that happens.
He really is so wonderful. Sometimes I sit back and think about everything that He's done, and I'm flabbergasted. It's extraordinary, really, and it makes me so unbelievably happy... I just want to cry. You know, those good tears that heal the soul and make you smile. I love Him more than I thought was possible, and the best part is that He loves me even more, far more than any mind can fathom.
~Godspede
:)
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