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This past Sunday, the Youth Group visited homes to deliver Christmas gifts purchased by church folk to Angel Tree children and some lower-income children. I was the driver for one group of teenage girls, and my son Nathan was in another group.My group visited a single mom with three children. The girls shared the gospel using evangecubes, and acted out the Christmas story. After presents were opened, two of the girls played with the younger children, and the third girl and I shared the gospel specifically with the mother. When I asked her if she would like to know for sure if she would go to heaven or hell, she quickly said, "Yes," her eyes bright. I was able to lead her in a prayer of salvation, which was wonderful. What's even more wonderful is that her next-door neighbor is a amazing, Godly woman from our church who had been sharing her life and the love of God with this lady. She'll be there for the discipleship and follow-up which are so vital for new Christians.
Meanwhile, Nathan's group visited another family, and Nathan, for the first time ever, shared his faith and the plan of salvation. He spoke with a 13 year old boy, and when Nathan asked him if he'd like to pray, the boy agreed, and Nathan was able to lead him in a prayer of salvation! Amen!
You'd think that I spent the rest of the night praising God. But, instead, I was so convicted. What about MY neighbors? Why aren't I bold to share Christ with them? What about discipleship of others? Why aren't I investing the time? My selfish heart was convicted, which was a good thing.
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