Someone must actually see the work of God in my life for it to be witnessed. I often was isolating myself from others with an obligatory nod at the neighbors as I drove by, or a wave as I passed their cubicle engrossed in my coffee cup. I doubt that any of them actually saw me at all in any meaningful sense, let alone witnessed that I was a believer from those interactions. Oh maybe because I brought donuts to share? Probably not. Simply greeting others opened the line of communication from God and allowed them to see and hear me! I'm finding the more I talk to the people in my surroundings, the more they share their lives and present opportunities for me to share mine including my faith. Now I can be a good witness often just by saying hello and relying on the Spirit for everything beyond that.
Friday, June 8, 2012
YOU WILL BE MY WITNESSES 3
But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes upon you, and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, throughout Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth." (Acts 1:8 NAB)
Someone must actually see the work of God in my life for it to be witnessed. I often was isolating myself from others with an obligatory nod at the neighbors as I drove by, or a wave as I passed their cubicle engrossed in my coffee cup. I doubt that any of them actually saw me at all in any meaningful sense, let alone witnessed that I was a believer from those interactions. Oh maybe because I brought donuts to share? Probably not. Simply greeting others opened the line of communication from God and allowed them to see and hear me! I'm finding the more I talk to the people in my surroundings, the more they share their lives and present opportunities for me to share mine including my faith. Now I can be a good witness often just by saying hello and relying on the Spirit for everything beyond that.
Someone must actually see the work of God in my life for it to be witnessed. I often was isolating myself from others with an obligatory nod at the neighbors as I drove by, or a wave as I passed their cubicle engrossed in my coffee cup. I doubt that any of them actually saw me at all in any meaningful sense, let alone witnessed that I was a believer from those interactions. Oh maybe because I brought donuts to share? Probably not. Simply greeting others opened the line of communication from God and allowed them to see and hear me! I'm finding the more I talk to the people in my surroundings, the more they share their lives and present opportunities for me to share mine including my faith. Now I can be a good witness often just by saying hello and relying on the Spirit for everything beyond that.
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