You know how some people are called to be teachers? They have the patience to repeat their words, the ingenuity to reconfigure lessons to fit their students, and the ability to keep on teaching. I have never been one of those people. Have I been able to teach someone how to use a math formula? Yes. Have I been able to teach someone how to scoop custard into a cup and blend it with delicious Oreos? Yes. Have I always had the patience? No. There comes a point where I just couldn’t understand why the person I taught couldn’t grasp the information I was providing.
Can you imagine how Jesus must have felt? He was God made flesh. He walked among us human beings for the first time since the time of Adam and Eve. But what did He encounter? Unbelief, criticism, and hostility. Humanity, then and now, just didn’t want to hear the truth. The only way to heaven is through Christ.
In his letters James, Jesus’ half-brother, tries to encourage the scattered Jewish-Christians who were out in the world trying to preach the Gospel. In his third chapter he warns his readers:
Don’t be in any rush to become a teacher, my friends. Teaching is highly responsible work. Teachers are held to the strictest standards. And none of us is perfectly qualified. We get it wrong nearly every time we open our mouths. If you could find someone whose speech was perfectly true, you’d have a perfect person, in perfect control of life.
Doesn’t this sound like Christ? A person with perfect speech, perfect control, and obviously qualified to speak on behalf of the almighty God. Only Christ was perfect in every way. We humans are fallible. Even now as I’m writing this I must be careful of what I say and what actions I perform. Because I have allowed myself to be in a position of sharing and bolstering faith. That means that people are watching. People are reading my words and hoping that what I’m saying and living out in my day to day life is real. If, and when, I stumble that could be the point where someone discounts Christianity altogether. That’s a lot of pressure, knowing that my failings could keep someone from God.
But isn’t that the interesting thing? God uses our good times and our bad times to further His Kingdom. These articles that I write for We Are Beautiful are small seeds that I’m scattering across the internet. These seeds will burrow deep— the truth in the Gospel will ring true – and even if I stumble and fall God will continue to work and water the seeds that have been planted.
My challenge to you sweet ladies is to not be afraid to plant seeds. I struggle to share my faith in day to day encounters because I can’t find the words— my excuse is that as a writer I usually have time to stop and allow thoughts to percolate. I hate confrontation, but when you plant seeds it doesn’t have to be scary. You can do simple things like: listen to a coworker, truly hear the struggles she/he is going through and ask to pray right there. It is amazing how many times we say “Yeah, I’ll pray for you” instead of doing the harder “Can I pray for you, right now?”.
Pray for someone this week. In person. Plant that seed and let the Holy spirit do his work.
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