Show Them Jesus

February 19, 2014



I sat by a very sweet friend recently during the Sunday morning service. He was pretty good considering he isn’t used to sitting still that long and barely five. He was about to drive his young mother crazy when I put my arm around him and pulled him close. I flipped my Bible to the Gospels and pointed at the name of Jesus. Quietly, I read the name and then we went in search of the name of Jesus throughout the entire New Testament. He was so excited that he was “reading” the Bible that he couldn’t wait to turn the pages. Never once did he realize how quiet he was being or how quickly the service was going by.

I love the internet. From the first time I got on back in the early 90s, I have had a ball staying connected to friends and family around the world. I love watching children grow up, get married, and have children of their own. I love watching pictures of my young niece and nephew in real time. I love group chatting with my crazy bunch of friends on topics from the silly to the profoundly theological. I love seeing how Christians can uplift each other by pictures and status updates. I love being able to pray with friends around the world and seeing that other friends are praying, as well.

Social media has been a blessing. Usually. There have been other times when I’ve cringed at the friends with opposing views who, instead of responding in grace or not responding at all, have taken the opportunity to attack another for the whole world to see.

I have mourned over how some Christians have chosen to go into the world. What would never be said face to face is so easily and quickly typed onto a Facebook status. Too often we forget that Jesus said we would be known by our love not by how well we can argue.

Our mission is to show others Jesus even those siting on the other side of the computer screen. Because we love them. Because we want them to go to Heaven. Because we are representing Christ. And because the world is watching. And who would want to be a part of this beautiful family if we can’t even get along with each other.

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